Monday arrived and Michael was in DADA class. At the end of class, Ms. Davies once again asked him to stay behind.
"Come into my office, please," she said.
He walked in and sat down, waiting to see what she'd say.
"Michael, you're a teenage boy, and you're curious about the female body. It's perfectly natural. There's nothing to be ashamed of, or embarrassed about, ok?" She reached out and touched his hand. His plan was working well.
"You're not angry?" he asked.
"No, not at all. I'm honestly flattered. Now I can't just... show you what you asked for, but I think I found a way to help you progress in our private lessons."
His mouth began to salivate as he waited for her to continue.
"We've been very practical in our lessons, but tonight I'm going to quiz you. And for each answer you get right, you'll get a reward."
"What kind of reward?" he asked, desperate to know.
"You'll find out tonight," she said, smiling. "I think you'll enjoy it even more than our first lesson."
"I can hardly wait," he said, not bothering to mask his excitement.
Michael practically sprinted to her office that night. He once again showed up early and performed the heat spell on the candles.
She entered the room a few minutes later.
"I figured you might be early," she said, chuckling.
"What can I say, I'm eager to learn," said Michael.
"Ok, now I can imagine you've been wondering all day what the reward would be. So here it is, for every question you get right, I'll undo one button on my blouse. If you succeed in making me take off all my buttons, then for each right answer I'll pull my skirt up an inch or so."
She let him soak that information up for a few seconds.
"So, do you feel motivated?" asked Ms. Davies, almost seductively.
"Very much so. I've been studying all day."
She chuckled.
"I figured you would, which is why you have a limited amount of wrong answers. If you get three wrong, then I reset my wardrobe. Sound fair?"
"Yes, of course," said Michael, glad he studied.
"Shall we get started then?"
He nodded vigorously.
As convinced as she was that this would help motivate him, she definitely still felt uneasy about it but he was her favorite student and figured at best he'd see a bit of cleavage, unfortunately she underestimated him.
They sat down in chairs opposite each other. They were so close he could practically smell her perfume. She began asking questions and he got the first answer right so she undid the top button.
He got the second answer right. She undid the second of eight buttons. No big deal, she thought, as Michael wondered what color her nipples were.
He got the third answer right and she undid a third button.
"Wow, you really did study," Ms. Davies said, feeling the heat in the room.
"I just have a good teacher."
"You're too sweet."
There's no way he'll get this one, she thought. Yet, he did. She undid the fourth button, as her breasts peered out at Michael. This was going far too fast and at this rate, her blouse would be completely open in no time. She decided to switch things up.
"For the next few right answers, I'll pull my skirt up instead," said Ms. Davies.
"That's fine with me," said Michael.
This was going perfectly for him.
He got the fifth answer right so she grabbed hold of her red skirt and hiked it up a few inches past her knees.
He got the next two questions right and her skirt was almost halfway up her thighs.
Finally, he got one wrong.
"So he's human," she joked, trying to put herself at ease. She felt uncomfortable being this exposed just five minutes in. However, that wasn't the only reason she felt uncomfortable.
She knew it was inappropriate, and she'd be forced to leave Hogwarts if anybody knew, but she couldn't help it. She sat there, exposing parts of her body that no man had seen for years, to a well-hung, good-looking young man.
"I figured I'd give you a break just this once," he said, bantering back.
"How noble of you."
She asked the next question, which he once again got right.
Her skirt was now halfway up her thighs. Michael couldn't take his eyes off them. They were perfect, and he loved a thick pair of thighs.
He got the next answer right and she moved her skirt up even higher. He could now see a good amount of her sexy legs and his cock was rock hard, begging to pop out of his pants.
He decided to take another risk.
"How many more questions are left, Professor?"
"Eight," she said, feeling the heat in the room as she lightly perspired.
"How about if I get one more wrong then you reset your clothes? You don't have to adjust for each answer. But if I get them all right, you take off your blouse and skirt? And then we do a practical lesson with you in your underwear."
"That sounds fair," Ms. Davies said, feeling confident. She didn't bother to think of the consequences, and with Michael you just can't do that.
She proceeded to ask him seven of the eight questions. He got them all right and now they were down to the final question, and it wasn't an overly difficult one. Her face was glistening slightly as the heat from the candles, as well as the stress of the situation, was doing its job.
She asked the final question and of course, he got it right.
She suddenly became very aware of how risque her underwear was and even more aware of his gaze as she stood up and began unbuttoning her blouse.
Her face beet red, she removed her blouse. She suddenly became aware of one more thing.... she was standing in front of an attractive, well-hung teen, topless.
She glanced down at his pants and it was unmistakable, he had an erection, and it was big. She felt her vagina begin to moisten. She begged it not to, but it was too late.
In her mind she knew it was wrong, but her body had a mind of its own. She hadn't had a cock in so long, and her pussy was dying to have his meat inside it, stretching her out. She'd only ever been with one man and he didn't compare to Michael.
Michael was in heaven. Her breasts glistened with sweat and looked magnificent. Her bra was red with a small amount of lace around the top. She stood there letting him ogle her bra-covered tits. Was she building herself up to pulling off her skirt, or was she enjoying this? He'd find out in a second.
She began to unzip her skirt. Then she began to slide it down her legs. She bent over, giving him a great view of her hanging tits. Was she teasing him on purpose?
As she bent over, she glanced at her crotch and had her fear confirmed. There was a wet spot on the front of her red panties, and the wet material was tight with her skin and gave her a cameltoe. She stood up and let him soak in the view as her panties soaked in her juices.
Michael couldn't have dreamed of a better situation. His Professor, one of the hottest women he's ever seen, was standing in front of him in her underwear and to top it off, she was glistening from sweating, and was wet!
As well as her body looking amazing, so did her face. Her cheeks were rosy with embarrassment, making her look incredibly cute. He never would've guessed that this strong, confident woman had the potential to be this shy.
"It's hot in here," she said, to cut the silence.
"I think it's just you," said Michael, smiling. He wanted to come off as a sweet gentleman, even though he was anything but. He couldn't wait to get his cock between those tits. Seeing her in this shy state just made him want to break through it and unleash her inner animal. He knew that if he played his cards right he'd get this respectable, strong woman saying the filthiest fucking things.
He had a theory that everyone had an animal inside them. The composed, respectable, good people that turned their noses up at perverted things, were just good at hiding it. But everyone had breaking points. That's why he'd been able to fuck Ginny Weasley, get Ms. Davies in her underwear, and why he'd eventually lick every inch of Granger's tight young body.
He was a master of manipulation and the woman in front of him, with her dripping pussy, was so far his crowning achievement.
"You really are too sweet," she said, blushing.
"And you really are too beautiful," Michael said, causing her to blush even deeper.
"Shall we begin?" she asked.
"Disarming?" he both asked and suggested.
"Yes," she said, pulling out her wand.
Michael removed his wand from his pocket. He took aim and said the incantation, and purposely performed it improperly.
He wanted to milk this situation for all its worth. Her panties were soaked by now and the sweat from her tits showed on her bra. He was hoping she'd become too uncomfortable and just remove them. He knew it was very unlikely, but a guy's gotta dream.
"Watch my wand movement," she said, demonstrating as she cast the spell and Michael lost his wand. His pants tightened even more as she performed the spell. The movement had caused her tits to jiggle around.
His wand landed close to her so she picked it up and walked it over to him. Her breasts moved around a bit as she walked up to him. She noticed his eyes following them as she walked. She handed him his wand, and turned to walk back into position. This gave him his first view of her spectacular full ass. It too jiggled as she walked. She turned around and noticed his eyes were fixed on her crotch. She felt a little bad about how much she was teasing the poor boy.
"Try again," she instructed.
He tried again, and again, and again but nothing happened.
As she stood there waiting for him to properly perform the spell, her nostrils caught a whiff of a musky scent.
She could smell her vagina. Was Michael able to as well, she thought, horrified. She was confident that he couldn't, but after a few minutes the smell became stronger and much more noticeable. She wasn't able to take a breath without smelling her scent.
By now Michael was able to smell it as well. However, while she was mortified, he was ecstatic.
He loved the smell of her pussy and couldn't wait to become coated in her musky perfume. He'd wear her scent all over Hogwarts with a smile on his face.
They carried on for another ten minutes with no progress. Much to her vagina's disappointment, she knew it was time for her to end their session and give her body the attention it craved.
"Michael, I think we should call it a night."
"But I'm so close, I can feel it!" he pleaded.
She thought for a moment. She thought of how she motivated him before and decided to take it a step further.
"Ok, Michael," she said. "If you perform it properly in five more attempts... I'll take off my bra."
Michael almost jumped with joy.
"Are....are you sure, Professor?" he asked, using all his thought power to will her to say yes.
"Yes," she said. "Everyone has their own motivations, and this is clearly yours. Besides, it's terribly uncomfortable to wear at the moment."
"Ok," he said, unable to think of anything else to say.
"Go ahead," she encouraged him.
He drew a deep breath and performed the spell... incorrectly. It'd seem suspicious if he got it on the first try.
He failed in his next two attempts as well. He let his frustration show, for her benefit.
Although she knew she should feel relieved, she couldn't help but be disappointed.
However, her disappointment was short-lived as the fourth attempt sent her wand flying through the air.
"Well done," she said, trying to keep her excitement out of her voice.
"Thanks," he smiled.
"Well, no need to hide your excitement," she said, smiling. "You won't get a good view from there."
He walked forward feeling victorious, he knew it was just a view of her tits, but the way she acted made it clear to him that in the near future they'd be glistening with his saliva.
"Ready?" she asked both Michael and herself.
He nodded his head.
She reached back and undid her bra. She then slid it off her arms and dropped it on the ground.
Michael stared in awe at the greatest pair of breasts he had, or ever would see. They were creamy, with fairly large pink aureolas, and had the perfect amount of sag to them. Her nipples were sticking straight out, calling out for Michael to suck on them, begging him.
Ms. Davies saw the look of pure joy in his eyes and was flattered. She knew her breasts were great, and that teenage boys' standards were very low when it came to breasts. Nevertheless, his excitement made her feel wonderful. So much so that she decided to give him an extra treat.
She grabbed them in her hands and jiggled them around, causing his jaw to drop.
"There, that's all you get," she said as she covered her breasts with her hands. "Well done today, Michael."
"You too...I mean thank you, Professor," said Michael, a little dazed.
She chuckled, causing her breasts to jiggle even more.
"You're welcome. Now, off you go."
He left her there in the classroom with her hands still covering her perfect tits. Once again, as soon as he was out the door her fingers were rubbing her folds. She moaned lightly as she relived the last half hour, and fantasized about what could have been.
His plan was working perfectly.
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