Tell me something I don't Know

Sabrina Wright, 19


Professor Jason Miller, 34


Professor Oliver Harrington


Finley Pierce

Sabrina laughed loudly, throwing her head back as she once again completely overeacted to the bartender's shitty joke to keep the free shots flying. She knocked the liquid back her throat shaking her head as she felt it burn, a smile dancing across her lips as she looked all around the bar. It was her first weekend at college and so far things were going good. Brina and hernew roommate had had very little hassle in getting past the bouncers at the door of the door, and she now stood rather tipsily at the bar as she watched her roommate dance with some guy across the room.

She called for another drink at the bar, smiling at the bartender as he placed it before her. She leaned across the bar with her money, making sure a little cleavage spilled out of her Low cute white top. She was a little surprised when he told her there was no charge, but smiled as he pointed in the direction of a handsome man at the other end of the bar who clearly had paid for it for her. She topped the drink toward him in thanks, turning to watch her roommate dance again. If he wanted to talk, he was going to have to come to her.

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Jason pushed his glasses up his nose slowly, frowning as he read over a paragraph in one of the essays he was grading. He was really beginning to lose hope in the future generations, their spelling was atrocious. He looked at the clock, realising his office hours would be beginning shortly, and given how bad these grades were looking he had no doubt that several students would come looking for extra credit. He began to file away the papers in to the top of his desk and let his receptionist know that she. Ould behind sending in any students that came to see him.

He waited around 20 minutes, lifting his head from the newspaper he had behind to read when he heard a soft knock on the door. He smiled at the girl who made her way in. "Hood Afternoon Miss..?" He waited for her to let him know who she was quickly annotating it as she took a seat. "And what is it I can do for you today?" He asked.

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Oliver had had a long couple of weeks, having finalized his divorce with his wife of 7 years. They had gotten married shortly after meeting at graduate school, and he had thought that they could work through all of their differences and problems. He was terribly wrong.

Now, he was at some club, three or four drinks in, trying to forget about his now ex-wife, and all the stress coming from his job as a professor at a nearby university. He spotted a pretty looking girl, obviously young, across the bar, and figured he'd buy her a drink, seeing where it might go. After all, he could do what he wanted.

When she acknowledged him he smiled, grabbing his drink and shuffling over along the bar, moving to stand next to her. "Hey." He smiled, leaning down to speak to her over the noise from the club.

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Finley knocked her knuckles softly on the door frame of her professor's office, smiling nervously as he invited her in and she took a seat.

"Finley Pierce. I'm a freshman in your British Literature class. In class today you mentioned that a lot of the essays we turned in weren't the best, and that a lot of us would have to come to you for extra credit, and I just wanted to come in and check to see if I needed to do anything." She explained.

She had always been a good student, but his comments in class had made her worry, and she was afraid of failing her classes and losing her academic scholarships.

Sabrina waited a moment before looking up at the man, a smirk tugging at her lips lightly as she looked him over. "Oh hello, I'm Sabrina" she said, purposefully not speaking up too much so that he would have to get close to her to hear her speak. She stayed facing the dance floor for a couple of moments, before giving in and turning her full attention to him. She smiled brightly, trying to cover up how tipsy she was as she listened to him speak.

"I'm 24" she stated quickly as he asked her what age she was, flipping her blonde hair behind her shoulder. "I studied English in college, graduated two years ago, I'm teaching upstate now, I just came out for a night with my friend" she lied easily, having practiced her story in the mirror before coming out. In reality she was starting her very first day of pre-law on Monday and she couldn't wait. "So how about you, what's your deal?" She asked.

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Jason pursed his lips softly as he looked down through his list of grades, shaking his head softly. "I'm afraid Miss Pierce I haven't even graded your paper yet, however if you like we can go over it quickly right now?" He suggested. He opened the desk drawer again, fishing out her paper and giving it a brief reading, circling large parts in res marker.

He glanced up at her, motioning for her to join him on his side of the desk. "Just at a glance without even officially grading this Miss Pierce, I would say you're coming in at around the 60% mark" he informed her. "Now, that is not a bad result at all for a freshman, however I know people have their own personal goals so it is up to you whether you wish to do extra credit or not, again that 60 is an approximation, it could time or fall" he told her with a nod.

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Oliver smiled as he introduced himself, leaning closer so that he could hear her, leaning back against the bar as he spoke to her. He chuckled a little when she said she was 24, finding it hard to believe that she was that old considering how young she looked, but he was tipsy and not in the mood to care about that kind of stuff.

"Messy divorce from the wife. Came in to drink away my problems." He shrugged, taking a couple of sips from his drink as he smirked down at her.

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Finley sat patiently while he graded her essay, fidgeting nervously with her fingers while she glanced around his office. She stood to move over to his side of the desk, looking over his shoulder at the paper in his hands. When he told her her grade her face fell.

"I-I can't have a 60... My parents will kill me, and I'll lose my scholarship.." She frowned, biting her lip as she looked at him. "Is there anything I can do for extra credit? My scholarship requires that I average an 85 in all of my classes."

Brina smiled softly as she took a small step closer to him sipping her drink as she looked up at him over the rim. She had always had a thing for older men, perhaps some deep seeded Daddy Issues. She frowned a little when he mentioned his divorce.

"Have you got kids" she asked softly, running her finger up the length of his arm gently, her eyes trailing behind it. "Nice suit" she commented softly before glancing towards where her roommate had been. It seemed like she had disappeared with the guy she was dancing with.

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Jason took his glasses off, glancing across the desk at her. He glanced at his watch and took in a deep breath. ",How about you come back in an hour, I'll have it fully graded but then" he said, quickly standing to usher her out of his office, waving in a pretty blonde girl from the waiting room.

When Finley returned to his office an Hour later, Jason hadn't even noticed the lipstick on his collar as he sat to talk to her. "So your final grade is 65% Ms.Pierce, how would you like to go about changing this?" He asked. "As I've offered to several students, you can take a supplemental exam next Tuesday if you wish, or I have several service jobs that are needed within the department if you wanted to work some credit that way." He informed her.

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Oliver chuckled as she ran her fingers up his arm and complimented his suit, moving closer as one of his hands moved to rest lightly on her waist. "No, no kids. She doesn't want any." He scoffed a little as he quickly finished off his drink, feeling adequately tipsy. He'd probably be hungover tomorrow, but the first class he was teaching tomorrow wasn't until noon, so he'd have plenty of time to deal with it.

"Hey, you wanna dance? Or just get out of here?" He asked, the alcohol making him bold. He was rather positive that she was younger than she had claimed, but he didn't really care at that moment. After all, it wasn't like he'd have to see her again.

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Finley took the seat across from his desk once he had invited her in again, blushing when she noticed the lipstick stain on his collar. She cleared her throat awkwardly, trying to subtly point out to him that it was there, hoping he'd figure it out without her having to say anything.

She frowned a little as he told her the grade, fidgeting nervously with her fingers as he told her the different options she had. She'd never really been good at taking tests, so she figured the extra jobs within the department might be the better way to go. "What kind of jobs within the department?" She asked.

Sabrina laughed softly, shaking her head. "Let's dance" she told him softly, knocking back her drink as she took his hand leading him to the dancefloor. She just wanted to make sure that her roommate had actually left before she left her here on her own. The blonde smiled as she felt the music pulsing through her chest as she began to dance with him, turning her back to him, letting her ass gently graze against him every couple of beats.

She smirked softly as she could feel him getting a little excited in his pants. She turned to face him slowly, moving close against him. "I love this song" she whispered in his ear, slowly wrapping her arms around the back of his neck.

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Jason frowned gently as he watched her rubbing at the side of her neck. His brows knitted together until he caught his reflection in the glass panel of the door behind her head and his fingers slowly lifted to graze the lipstick on his shirt. He cleared his throat choosing to not address it.

"There's a couple we need a junior Secretary outside to cover the hours that Margo can't, or the library needs somebody to sort through all the books in the professors offices. I can offer you 5 credits for the library work, or 15 to do the secretary job for the year" he told her matter of fact you, feeling slightly embarrassed about the stain on his collar.

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Oliver chuckled as he followed her out to the dance floor, his hands resting on her hips as they began to dance, although his grip tightened a little every time her ass brushed against the front of his pants, watching her breasts bounce in her low cut top.

He drew her closer as he became more aroused, leaning down to press a few kisses to her neck, letting his hands rub her sides gently. "Its a good song.." he murmured, focused entirely on her and not the music.

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Finley cleared her throat awkwardly when he finally noticed the stain, unable to meet his eyes. She couldn't help but wonder how many of his students he was sleeping with, as there was no way that that woman had been out of college. Her mind then started to wander to what it would be like to have sex with her professor, a blush appearing on her cheeks at the thought.

"I'd be happy to take the secretary job. Is there anything else about it that I should know?" She asked curiously, meeting his eyes once again.

Brina smirked as she pressed herself against him, a low moan escaping her lips as he kissed her neck. "How about we get out of here?" She asked him softly, figuring her roommate definitely wasn't returning at this point. She took his hand letting him lead her outside to a taxi. She let him give his address before climbing on to his lap in the back seat, gently trailing some kisses down his neck.

She giggled gently as they reached where he was staying, following him inside.

***

Jason shifted awkwardly in his seat as he watched her cheeks turn a light pink. It was clear she felt embarrassed and uncomfortable as she though about what had been happening in the office moments before she walked in.

He smiled curtiously as she asked what else she needed to know. "You can start tonight, I'll have somebody train you in. It's mostly just answering the phone, making office hours bookings and helping me out with some stuff" he informed her.

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Oliver led her out of the club and called a taxi, giving the driver his address as he leaned back in the seat, groaning softly as she climbed into his lap and started kissing his neck. Once the cab arrived at his place he paid before leading her into the apartment building he was living in currently, heading up to the third floor and unlocking the door to his tiny one bedroom apartment. Currently it was a little cramped because he'd moved most of his books and things out of the house he had been sharing with his wife to here for work, so as he led her to his bedroom they had to dodge different piles of books.

"Sorry for the mess.." He mumbled as he sat at the edge of his bed, pulling her into his lap to kiss her hungrily, hands groping her ass.

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Finley nodded a little as he explained the job, standing after checking the time, realizing she needed to get going or she'd be late for class. "Alright. What time should I be here? And thank you again, Professor Miller. I really appreciate you letting me do this for extra credit." She smiled, offering him her hand to shake politely.

Brina chuckled softly as they dodged the books, noticing that one of them had her Professors name on the cover. She pushed it to the back of her head and followed him in to his bedroom. She was too drunk to even notice how small the apartment was. She let him pull her on to his lap, kissing him passionetely as she grinded against him.

She slowly began to unbutton his shirt, her hands searching his skin hungrily. She moaned softly as she slowly began to undo his pants too.

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Jason smiled as she accepted the job, shaking her hand firmly. "I'll see you at 5pm please Me.Pierce" he informed her, turning to face the window as she walked away, wiping the lipstick off of his collar.

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Oliver groaned softly as he pushed off his shirt, hands working their way up under her shirt to grope her breasts, kissing her deeply as he tugged her closer. He began kissing down her neck, sucking softly on the skin, leaving little marks as he went, tugging her close.

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Finley nodded, offering him a polite smile before heading out of his office to her next class. She returned about 10 minutes before 5pm, always preferring to be early rather than late. She wasn't sure how long her training would take, but she hoped it wouldn't take too long, so that she could get to dinner before the dining hall closed.

She knocked lightly on the door to his office, biting her lip, hoping that she wasn't interrupting anything. "Professor?"

Sabrina moaned gently as he groped her, loving the feeling of his lips against her neck. She slowly began to unbutton his pants as she pulled them off along with his underwear. Her hand gently wrapped around his shaft, tugging gently as she kissed him passionetely. "fuck she moaned softly" as she begun to do her own belt.

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Jason glanced up from his phone to the door, shaking his head softly. "Ms.Pierce, my secretary should be out there to show you around" he said gently, not moving from his seat. He though for a moment before sighing. My apologies, I forgot she finishes early on a Tuesday, I guess I'll just have to show you the ropes" he said standing up from his desk.

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Oliver groaned as she began to stroke him, quickly pulling off her shirt before helping her tug her pants down, fingers finding their way into her panties to begin to pump into her slowly, kissing her passionately. "Fuck.." He mumbled, free hand gripping the back of her thigh tightly to steady her.

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Finley frowned a bit as he stood, shaking her head a little as she smoothed her hands over her skirt. "I can always come by tomorrow when she's here, I don't want to inconvenience you, Professor." She offered, not wanting to be an annoyance, especially when he was being kind enough to give her extra credit.

Sabrina's moans grew even louder as she felt him beginning to finger her. Her kisses grew even hungrier against his as she gently bit his bottom lip between her teeth. "If your neighbours are still awake they're going to get quite the show" she whispered in to his ear, her voice raspy as she spoke. She could feel herself growing even wetter as he began to pump faster. "Fuck me" she panted softly.

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Jason shook his head gently as he smoothed out his jacket. "No no, it's fine. You are here now I might as well show you" he said, leading her outside the secretary computer. "So this here is your login" he informed her, pointing at a piece of paper sellotaped to the wall. He leaned over her,his arm hanging over her shoulders slightly as he pointed at the icons that she needed to click as he talked her through everything.

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Oliver groaned, tugging her panties down roughly as he pulled her closer, pressing kisses to her neck. He shifted on the bed, pulling her onto his lap as he positioned himself at her entrance, guiding her hips carefully. He moaned loudly as he pushed into her, amazed at how tight she was. "Fuck, Sabrina.." he moaned.

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Finley took a seat at the desk, nodding a little as she clicked on the various links and icons as he instructed. Occasionally she'd look up at him to ask a question, tilting her head back to look at him standing over her. She shifted a little in her seat every so often, her skirt riding up a little on her thighs.

Sabrina felt herself melting against him as he pushed inside of her, a loud moan escaping her lips. She went to say his name and realised she had completely forgotten it. She moved her hips in little circles as he moved inside her, her head lolling backwards in pleasure. "good that good" she groaned as she began to move faster against him.

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Jason licked his lips, taking his glasses off and rubbing the bridge of his nose as he tried to focus himself away from looking at her legs as he skirt began to ride up. He cleared his voice stepping away from her. "Okay if you follow me I'll show you where the filing and stuff goes" he said.

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Oliver groaned in pleasure, rolling his hips up to meet hers with each thrust, holding her against his chest as he kissed her deeply. Soon he shifted their position, flipping her so that she lay on the mattress and so that he was above her. He quickened his thrusts, pinning her arms above her head as he pressed kisses to her neck and chest, moaning loudly. "Oh, fuck.."

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Finley nodded, standing and adjusting her skirt as she followed him around the office. She hadn't noticed that he had been staring, or else she'd probably be a blushing mess. As he showed her various forms and papers she accidentally dropped the pen she had been using to take notes, apologizing softly as she bent over to pick it up. She hadn't realized it, but when she bent over her skirt rode up over her thighs and ass, giving him a brief but good look at her pale skin and her pretty lace panties.

Sabrina's moans grew more high pitched as he flipped her on to the bed, her hands gripping the pillow tightly as he pinned her hands down. She could practically feel the hickeys forming down her neck and chest but between pleasure and drunkness she didn't even care. It had only dawned on her that she hadn't remembered if he used a condom. She made a mental note to go get the morning after pill before letting herself get lost in the pleasure again.

She could feel herself inching closer to her climax and the feeling quickly rose until she could feel her body quivering beneath his as she came. "Fuck Oscar.." she moaned gently, feeling like that might be his name.

***

The room Jason lead her too was quiet small and warm from the heat of the copier, so they were forced to stand quite close to one another. He didn't know what to do when he saw her reach for her pen, her deliciously laxy underwear on show as she bent over. He felt a twotch in trousers and tried to think of absolutely anything else. He had made a point of not making the first move on students.. he really didn't want to get done for sexual misconduct.

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