The Professor's Indulgence
As Anna stepped into the professor's office, she noticed how he couldn't keep his eyes off her schoolgirl outfit. It was a look she had purposely chosen for this meeting, knowing full well how it would make him squirm. The young woman had asked for a ride home after class, well aware that this would be an excellent opportunity to pass along a few "tips" in order to improve her grades. However, Anna was not interested in any advice he had to offer; instead, she had other plans for the ride home.
The good professor watched as Anna sat down across from him, her stinky feet poking out from under the desk. He couldn't help but notice how they smelled, even from where he was sitting. It was clear that Anna wasn't interested in discussing grades or anything academic for that matter. Instead, she began to rub her feet over his body and up to his face. The warmth and stench of her feet were overwhelming, but he couldn't bring himself to look away.
Anna grinned wickedly as she placed her stinky bare feet on the man's face, allowing him to get a good whiff of her smelly soles. Using her other foot, she rubbed softly over his trousers, feeling the growing erection beneath them. She knew exactly what she was doing, and it was working perfectly.
The young woman continued to tease the professor, knowing that she had him right where she wanted him. His desire for her feet was palpable, and it was only a matter of time before he would give in entirely. She could feel his need rising along with her own, and she knew that they were both going to enjoy this little ride home.
As the car pulled up to Anna's house, she could see the anticipation in the professor's eyes. He knew what she was going to ask of him, and he couldn't wait any longer. With a mischievous smile, Anna climbed out of the car and made her way towards the front door. She turned back to face the professor one last time, her stinky bare feet hanging out of the car window. She wiggled them enticingly, daring him to take what she was offering.
Without another word, the professor climbed out of the car and followed her inside. As he watched Anna disappear up the stairs, he couldn't believe what he was about to do. But as he felt the warm, stinky soles of her feet against his trousers, he knew there was no turning back. He was going to cum in his trousers, and Anna was going to become his stinky bare feet slave.
