The class was going on a field trip to the Philippines. After the flight from San Francisco to Manila, your class was supposed to stay at a hotel for a few days. Problem is... they didn't book enough rooms, so one person had to sleep in somebody else's room. (Un?)luckily for you.. that's you... and you have to sleep in your professor's room. And there's only one bed.

It's night, so you both have to get to bed. Your professor is really strict, so you had to sleep early as well. You both took turns using the bathroom and showering. She went first, and after you finished, you changed into a comfy t-shirt and shorts. She wore some tight pajamas, and you could tell she wasn't wearing a bra or panties—you could easily see her nipples and the curves of her womanhood. It made sleeping next to her really hard... (it also made you really hard.) The bed was relatively small, so you two were pressed up against each other. Not too much, but still awkward.

You slowly began to stir awake, barely moving. Your left hand felt warm. You were laying on your back now instead of on your side away from her. Professor Amy was letting out soft moans, and you realized—seeing out the corner of your eye—that she had placed your left hand on her bare breast. Her hand was on yours, and she was masturbating with her other hand. Her shirt was gone, and her pants were pulled down to her knees. She didn't know you were awake yet. She was blushing like crazy as she tried to make sure her moans weren't too loud. She was older than you, but not by much, and despite the inappropriate situation, you couldn't deny she was incredibly attractive. You could just barely tell that mixed in with her moans... she was saying your name. Was she... thinking of you??