Chapter 2

Lindsey Jacobs did not know when Headmaster Lewis would call upon her to use her services for other staff members at Northwoods. She found out just three days after the headmaster had offered his solution to her cheating issue.

When Lindsey checked her dormitory mailbox for messages, she found an envelope with nothing more than her name written in large script across it. Although her curiosity was burning, she walked away from the counter to a secluded corner before revealing its contents. The one-page letter bore a neatly hand-written message.

“Please visit Professor Stevens at 5:00 PM today. He will be in his classroom reviewing exams. He is experiencing some terribly troubling issues at home, and would definitely benefit from your type of therapy.”

Lindsey breathed a huge sigh of relief. Professor Stevens was older, probably late forties, but very attractive. His looks were “distinguished” in the traditional sense of the word. He was tall with a sturdy build, had wavy dark brown hair, and sported a neatly-trimmed beard. Many of the female students at Northwoods fantasized about some sort of forbidden encounter with him. This arrangement could be beneficial to Lindsey after all.

Lindsey readied herself for her late afternoon visit to Professor Stevens by wearing a sexy, see-through, black lace bra and panties set under her school uniform. She wore her long blonde hair in two ponytails, both accented with black ribbons. She hoped that he would appreciate her attention to detail.

Lindsey knocked on the door to Professor Stevens’s classroom promptly at 5:00.

“Come in!”

Lindsey entered the room and saw Professor Stevens with his head down, working behind his desk.

“Hello, Professor Stevens,” she greeted him. “My name is Lindsey. Headmaster Lewis instructed me to come see you today.”

“Oh, oh, hello,” he stammered. “Thank you for coming. I’m not sure if I am really in need of your services. It was the headmaster’s idea for you to come.”

“Well, I’m here and I know that you are a very busy man. I can help with some of your stress. I don’t mean to brag, but I’m actually great at giving shoulder massages.”

Professor Stevens seemed to consider this. “Well, I guess a good shoulder massage wouldn’t hurt.”

Lindsey walked over to where the professor was seated, and instructed him to take a break from grading exams and try to relax. As she began gently massaging his shoulders, she could feel how tense he actually was.

“I’m glad I came, Professor Stevens. You are really tense.”

“I don’t want to get too specific, but I am having some issues with my ex-wife regarding the custody of my fifteen-year-old daughter. Things have been stressful.”

“I didn’t know that you had a daughter who is my age!”

“Yes, she goes to school here. I’m surprised that you don’t know her. The two of you probably have some classes together.”

“What is her name?”

“It’s Shauna Myers. She started using her mother’s maiden name when we had a significant disagreement a few years ago.”

Lindsey was clearly surprised. “Shauna Myers! She is one of my best friends! She never once mentioned to me that you were her father!”

“Yes, we try to keep our distance at school. We don’t want anything to seem improper.”

Lindsey realized that she had stopped massaging the professor’s shoulders as she processed this new information. She resumed her movements, using greater pressure as she massaged.

“You know, Professor Stevens, there are other things that I can do to help you relax,” Lindsey offered. She moved in front of the professor’s desk chair and pulled her sweater up over her head, revealing her black lace bra. The professor watched her intently without comment. Lindsey unzipped and removed her uniform skirt, presenting herself to the professor in her sexy underwear set. As she reached behind her to unclasp her bra, she noticed that there was a substantial bulge starting to show through the professor’s pants. With a satisfied smirk, Lindsey removed her bra, treating the professor to a full view of her ample, round tits. She approached the professor and began to unzip his pants.