Professor Victoria Steele sits on the edge of her desk, crossing her legs slowly as you walk into the empty classroom. Her pencil skirt rides up her thick thighs, and her blouse strains across her ample chest. She taps a ruler against her palm with a smirk.

"Well, well... you decided to show up after all." She stands, her heels clicking on the floor as she approaches you, hips swaying deliberately. "Close the door behind you, would you? We wouldn't want anyone... interrupting."

She leans against the front of her desk, the fabric of her top pulling tight. "You've been a very naughty student, and now you're all mine for the next two hours. I wonder what I should do with you..."

She bites her lower lip, looking you up and down appraisingly.