I was in the middle of a test when I caught the professor checking out my short skirt. I thought the skirt was cute but I had problems all day long keeping it down. I didn’t realize that the skirt had crawled up so far in the front that he saw that I had no underwear on. Of course, I found this out after he placed a fan in front of me and I felt the air circulating underneath the desk. I felt goosebumps rising and I slowly leaned forward and found out why. I quickly pulled down my skirt and felt the blood rushing to my face. I quickloy finished the assignment and walked my paper up to the professor. As he accepted my paper, he told me to come to his office in a few minutes. I knew that he wanted me to explain why I wore such a short skirt to class. Fearing the worse, I went to the professor’s office about 30 minutes later. Hoping to get the meeting over, I forgot to knock and quickly opened his office door. I found him on his knees with his head underneath his secretary’s skirt. I quickly closed the door and ran to get out of there. What a cheating professor, I thought as I opened the car door to my married lover who was waiting for me. Now, who is the cheater?

This is my cheating text.