I was called into the Dean of Cliffton College for a

meeting. Not knowing what the meeting was about, I was somewhat worried. Did

the Dean get wind of my counseling style with the new students.

I went to the ladies’ room checked my makeup and slipped in some panties. To be fully dressed. I did not want to show my pussy to the DEAN, that was for sure.

I went and talked to the Dean’s secretary. She was an older woman in her 60s.

A typical grandmother type. She said Dean Lewis was waiting in his office,

and she buzzed me in.

I greeted Dean Lewis and asked how I

could be of assistance. He gruffly said

He needed a substitute for an instructor who is out for the next week.

He had looked through my records and seen that I had done

that in the past. Dean Lewis then said he wanted me to do it for the week.

I silently let out a deep breath of relief. I knew that it was not about how I counsel

students.

I told him I would accept the position. Dean Lewis thanked me for helping him out, saying that was all.

I excused myself and left his office relieved. It was Friday, so I had the

weekend to ready my clothes for the following week. I wanted to dress

accordingly.

Going to the parking area, I saw a young black student I had counseled

earlier. Thinking I’d be nice, I asked him if he needed a lift home. He quickly

said that would be great cause his mom was at work until late. I told him to

hop in, and we fastened our seatbelts.

I noticed that the slit in my skirt was open some showing my thighs and

stocking tops.

Thinking to myself, I thought, ‘Let the young guy have a look, it won’t hurt

him or me.’

When he was in my office, I had noticed him looking at my legs under the

desk. With him looking like, that got me moist thinking about young cocks. I

was thinking that the whole time when I was in the dean’s office.