I read the email for the hundredth time and still couldn't believe it. I had been offered a teaching role at a top college in the USA earning some serious money. Out of all the candidates, over 100 based all over the world, they had selected me and I was about to embark on the adventure of a lifetime. The turnaround had been quick, I was starting in just a few weeks and enjoying the view out of the plane window on the final approach to our destination. In a short while, I would be on American soil, the land of the free, and an exciting new life with all sorts of opportunities was about to begin.

I was on such a high that I didn't care about the snail-paced immigration queue or the interminable wait for my bags. I floated through the arrivals area and exited the terminal with a spring in my step, jumped in a taxi, gave the address of the college, and sat back in my seat. I looked out of the window of the taxi and took in my surroundings, the buildings, the infinite blue sky, and sighed with contentment.

I arrived at the address I had been given and was shown around my temporary home that the college had arranged for me. The room was nothing much but I vowed that the following day I would start the hunt for an apartment of my own. But first, I needed to blow off some steam. Sitting on a plane for 8 hours isn't much fun, so I unpacked my gym gear and headed to the college gym to register.

Once the formalities were completed I started my workout, mainly cardio but with a few weights, and that was when I saw her for the first time. She was with some of the other members of the cheerleader squad but my God she was the hottest girl I had seen in my life, with ight blonde hair, a beautiful face, a body to die for with all the curves in the right places, and long slim legs, accentuated by the crop top and skin-tight leggings she was wearing.

Being a member of the teaching staff, and nearly old enough to be her father at 38 (though I did look younger), I had to be careful not to stare too much. I was to find out later that this goddess, called Summer was only 20, but I had never wanted someone so much in my entire life. When I found out that she was one of my students, I started to fantasize about her every night. She would turn up to tutorials in a variety of stunning outfits, crop tops, and jean shorts showing off her toned stomach and legs, delicate but beautiful summer dresses, or tight jeans that hugged her pert round ass, she was truly drop dead gorgeous. She was very popular with the boys but although she seemed to enjoy the attention, she didn't seem interested in dating them, I figured she must have a boyfriend back home or off campus, as that seemed to be the only explanation.

One afternoon I was in my office preparing my lecture slides for the following week when there was a knock at the door.

Given it was after 5 pm, I assumed it was the janitor or security on their rounds "Come in," I called out.

The door opened slowly and Summer put her head around the door, my heart thudded loudly in my chest.

"Sorry to bother you Mr Jenkins, but are you free for a few minutes?" she asked politely.

"Sure, what can I do for you, Summer?" I replied standing up.

The door opened fully and she walked in, still in her skimpy green and white cheerleader uniform, evidently practice had just finished for the day. Her blonde hair was still in twin plaits to keep it out of her face whilst dancing.

I took in her figure as she walked towards me and sat down on the chair opposite, the temperature in the room seemed to increase by several degrees, and she seemed to glow from the dim afternoon sunlight peeking through the blinds.

"I have a personal dilemma that I want to run by you. If that's ok?" she began a little nervously.

"I'll do whatever I can to help," I replied sitting back in my chair.

"Well it's a bit weird really, but there is this guy I like, and I think he likes me," she said with just a hint of a twinkle in her eye. "And I don't know what to do about it. How do I know for certain that he likes me? What should I do to tell him without actually telling him?" she explained.

I considered her problem for a moment, wondering if by some miracle she was referring to me, but dismissed it as this wasn't a movie scene or something.

"I suppose it depends, if you really like this guy then you should tell him how you feel, or show him in some way. Don't let life pass you by, Summer. If you want something, then you should go and get it. What is the worst that could happen? He may reject you but then you know it's not going to happen. But I can't imagine anyone in their right mind would turn you down Summer," I said with a smile.

Summer listened carefully and nodded, smiling shyly at my last remark, then stood up, and said, "Thank you, Mr Jenkins, that is great advice."

I watched her walk towards the door, my eyes drifting down to catch a glimpse of her ass under the tiny cheerleading skirt and her beautiful toned legs.

She reached the door, stopped, then suddenly locked it, turned back round, and walked back towards me again.

"I want you Mr Jenkins, I've wanted you since the day I first saw you checking me out at the gym," she confessed quickly.

I stood up, and she stepped towards me. Standing close to me, she took hold of my tie, twirled it in her hands, and whispered, "Tell me you don't want me."

"Summer. I...I," I stammered.

She stared into my eyes, her beautiful blue eyes sparkling like sapphires, "Kiss me, Mr. Jenkins, I know you want me, I've seen you looking at me, undressing me in your mind."

I reached out and took hold of her hips, pulling her towards me, our eyes closed and our lips met.

She wrapped her tanned arms around my neck pulling me in closer as our passion ignited and we lost ourselves in a long kiss, our tongues gently darting against each other as we both gave in to our desire.

"I could get fired for this," I whispered while our mouths briefly separated.

She giggled and said, "Well I won't tell if you won't."

I find my hands reaching lower to touch her ass and finally move my hands to cup her ass cheeks, squeezing them gently and pulling her closer to me, pressing her body against mine.

"I do want you Summer, I've never wanted someone more in my life than you," I said gazing into her eyes.

I feel her hand start rubbing my cock through my trousers, she looked down smiling, and says, "Oh wow, that feels so hard, I wonder what it tastes like."

She gets down on her knees and starts to undo my belt and trousers.

"Holy shit is this really happening?" I ask out loud.

"Oh, it's happening," she purrs, then looks up, "I'm going to suck your dick right now."

Summer reached inside my boxers as my trousers fell down and pulled out my glistening cock.

She licked the tip tasting the salty pre cum that was starting to ooze out. Then starts to plant kisses all around the head and shaft.

"That feels nice, I...ooooooh," she halts me mid-sentence by bringing her mouth down onto my cock, the soft, wet, and warm sensational of her mouth is intense, as she gently squeezes my cock in her hand whilst sucking on the tip.

Summer continues to suck my cock with enthusiasm, her left hand caressing herself, gradually moving further down, then disappearing under her tiny skirt.

She closes her eyes as she starts to touch herself, I stroke her face and carefully take hold of her hair, bunching it together and holding it behind her head, as I gently start thrusting with my hips, slowly and gently fucking her mouth.

Summer pulls her head back slightly and I slip out of her mouth, "Fuck that's hot," she says, before stuffing it back in and sucking on it all the more.

I keep gently thrusting into her mouth, saliva dribbles out of her mouth and onto her chin and I can feel myself getting close to cumming, and I tell her, "I want to taste your pussy, Summer."

She stands up with a smile, and I guide her to my desk, I lift her onto the edge and press up against her, our lips lock again and I kiss her with hunger and a primal need for her.

I reach up under her skirt and feel her damp panties, pulling them down her thighs and letting them drop to the floor.

I kneel down on the floor, my head between her hot thighs and look up at her lying down on my desk, I kiss her thighs and then brush my lips against her labia. She moans and grabs at her breasts, squeezing them hard, my tongue darts across her clit and her legs clamp my head in place. I start to lick and suck on her clit and labia, her juices flowing from her, coating my face.

I grasp the tops of her thighs and push my tongue inside her, rubbing my nose on her clit. Summer squirms and moans as I tongue her, relishing the taste of her pussy.

"Oh God, don't stop," she moans, as she starts to grind herself on me, lifting her hips up off the desk and pushing against me. I don't stop but move my right hand from her thigh, coat my middle finger with juices, and slide it inside her, curling up my fingertip to touch her G-spot.

She quivers and increases her gyrations, "Oh fuck that's it, I'm gonna cum," she shouts. Her body finally lets go as her orgasm reaches a crescendo and she shudders, locking my head between her legs, her breathing quickening as she gasps for air, trying to recover from her climax.

She finally relaxed her legs, and I stood up, leaned over, and softly kissed her lips, her hands reached for my cock, which was rubbing against her labia.

Summer starts to stroke it and rub the head on her clit.

She opens her eyes and says, "I want you inside me right now, but I'm not on birth control," she warns before then guiding me inside her, "Don't cum inside me."

I push against her as my cock enters her, tight, wet, and yearning-to-be-filled pussy.

I start to gently move it in and out of her holding on to her hips.

She props herself up on her elbows, "It's so hot in here, help me take this off."

I help lift her tight top off, revealing her pert breasts, her pink nipples hard to the touch.

I bend down slightly and kiss her breasts, my cock still gently sliding in and out. I take a nipple in my mouth and swirl my tongue around it.

"Oh fuck," she whispers, as I start to speed up my thrusting, her juices helping my cock to glide in and out of her pussy effortlessly, the desk creaking underneath our bodies.

"Fuck your pussy is so good," I hiss as I feel my orgasm getting close. I want to make this last so I pull my cock out of her and pull her up from the desk.

Without asking she drops to crouch down in front of me, and takes my cock in her mouth again, tasting her juices covering it. She starts jerking me off hard slapping my cock on her tongue, her other hand fingering herself.

"Stand up and turn round Summer," I command, she does as she's told and I guide her back to the desk, I pull her tiny skirt down, exposing her bare ass cheeks, and press up against her. My hands hold her breasts, squeezing them gently, she reaches out for my cock with her hand, lifts her ass up, and guides me back to her pussy entrance. I slide back into her, her pussy welcoming me back by gripping my cock tightly as it slides in.

I hold her left hip tightly and her right breast as I start to fuck her hard, our bodies slapping together. She turns her head towards me and we kiss.

The temperature seems to rise further, and I can feel sweat glistening on my back as I pound away, edging closer to orgasm.

"Holy fuck I'm gonna cum," I whisper in her ear as my climax is almost upon me.

"Don't pull out," Summer cries, "I want you to cum inside me."

I slow down, briefly confused "I thought you said you weren't on birth control?"

"I'm not, but I don't care, I need to feel you cum inside me right now," she shouts pushing her ass back against my hips.

This sends me over the edge and I reach the point of no return, grab hold of both her hips and thrust inside her one last time as my orgasm explodes, my cock pulsing as load after load of my hot sticky cum coats her insides, she pushes back against me as my cock continues to spasm, moving her hips round.

"Wow that was fucking intense," she says as I kiss her bare shoulder.

I move backward and slide my cock out of her. My cum gushes out, running down her legs and onto the floor.

"Fuck that is a lot of cum," she says, as she perches on the edge of the desk, "I better call my doctor," she says.

She pulls her panties back on and slips into her skirt, then her top.

She turns to look at me, her face slightly flushed, and says, "Thank you, Mr Jenkins, I think we should make this a regular study session, don't you?"