1 Sir why do I have an F?

I stare at my report in complete shock I had been anxious about my results for a while, I knew I would ace: maths, physics, maybe biology. I was a good student, always showed up to class, answered questions from time to time and I completed every single assignment assigned to us the day it was issued. But what put my in shock was that in the list of my straight A's I had an F. I stare at it in complete disgust, it was obvious that I was upset but I tried my best to hide it.

After our lecture had finished, I waited for everyone to leave the lecture hall before I head to my professor's desk. "Sir.." I say taking a step closer to him. He puts everything down and look down at me. My professors was very attractive, his long, black hair with black messy bangs. He was the most attractive teacher on campus, all the other professors on campus where at least in their early 40's, I wasn't usually the type to be rude but without doubt none of them could compare to him. He was wearing a white dress shirt which was slightly seethrough showcased his gorgeous muscles which complimented his beautiful face features. His dark brown eyes, those sexy pink lips I would die to kiss, his sharp nose. Everything about him was perfect. Except the fact he had given me an F.

"Yes Izzy?" He said in a husky tone which had made me shiver. I put everything aside and gathered up all my courage, "Professor why do I have an f in my report?" I ask in my best attempt not to stutter. "Izzy, you're a bright students, one of my brightest." He says I look up at him and notice a frown on his face. "Then why do I have an f?" I ask clearly upset. He stares at me and sighed disappointed. "The essay you wrote was very inappropriate." He says in a serious tone. "Yes your vocabulary was absolutely amazing especially compared to other students but what you wrote could have gotten me fired." He sits back down on his chair.

"Writing about how you wished you could have an affair with your literacy teacher? I wonder why it was so specific... Long dark hair with messy bangs? Dark brown eyes with sexy pink lips and a stunningly sharp nose? Do you realize that if this had reached anyone else I could have been sacked and any other opportunities to become a professor would have been ruined?" He gets up from his chair and walks towards me, "So tell me, what were you thinking?" He inquired, dangerously close to me. "I..I. Sorry sir it won't happen again." I manage to get out stuttering like a complete imbecile. "That's nkt what I asked he said stepping closer to me. "What we're you thinking? Hmm…? Was this a frivolous act to catch my attention?" He asked placing his thumb on my chin lifting my head up to meet his cold gaze,"or was this simply a coincidence, a mistake?" He asked.

I barely manage to keep eye contact with him. "Maybe a frivolous act for attention." I slip out and gasp at what I had said. I could never believe of being capable to say things as such.

He stares at me and smirks. God damn he looked so sexy like that… "Well, your frivolous act did catch my attention, and to be quite frank I found it very interesting," he chuckled. "Lifting you up onto my desk? Slobbering your neck with wet kisses? And there were some..quite interesting pet names I had given you there hmm?

"So what if we were to try that?" He asked in a sexy voice keeping his cold gaze on my eyes. "Would you like that?"