Chapter 12 I Did It With My Professor 2

I have never been this confident before. Confident that the man I've dreamt about, thought about, even in broad daylight wanted me as much as I wanted him. The following week, I spent my time trying to look good as I prepared for class. I mean I always looked good, but this time I tried harder to look better. I wore a tight dress, curled my hair, applied a little make-up as I grabbed my bag and my jacket before I left my dorm. Anyone who knew me would know something was up with me. I didn't dress like this except I was planning on storming parties with my friends. But today was special. Today was the day I planned on making those wishes with my professor to come alive. I was early that day. Why? Because I planned on sitting on the very first roll of seats and that way he could get a clearer view of me. And just like I imagined, the front seats weren't occupied so I sat down. Professor Hamilton was yet to come. I pulled out my earphones and plugged them inside my ear. That was the easiest way to avoid conversation with any of my classmates. It took a while before professor Hamilton gallivanted inside the classroom. He was dressed in a grey dress shirt and black slacks. God, just the sight of him made me wet. I didn't bother to wear panties today. I wanted him to have a clear view of what he was having.