I really couldn't help myself I was fascinated by her, my favorite student! Since the semester started a month ago I had my eye on her. First from an academic point of view she showed great promise in that arena. Second, she was unpretentious, tending toward the shy side. She didn't stand out in my mind; I had several students with long raven colored hair and even some with green eyes like hers.
To back this thought up I noticed that she didn't dress to be noticed, but I could tell she had a build that enticed me. Maybe that is what all this attraction was that I felt. She wasn't like the other freshmen girls who for the most part did not leave much to the imagination with the way they dressed or moved. Terra was none of that, she was down to earth, inquisitive, and truly enamored of the subject I was teaching. When she stayed after class to talk to me I could tell she desired my knowledge.
The question in my mind now was did she desire something more? That was the million dollar question as I know I was attracted to her. If she was interested I was not getting any clear, obvious signals from her. Our after class discussions were purely on topic, most of the time dealing with the day's lecture. It was great to know she had such an interest in the subject matter, but I was looking for some kind of signal that maybe she was there for another reason.
Hints, that was what I was looking for from her. I looked for something in her dress, maybe a scent she wore, possibly some innuendo in her conversation, any little thing that would give me a clue that I could act on. As much as I wanted to have these after class conversations with her, the more we had them the more my mind would drift. In the middle of the Conversations my mind would slip to thoughts and fantasies related to Terra.
What would she think if she knew where mind was going as we discussed the subject of the day? What would she think if she knew what I was thinking when I look into her eyes as we talked.
School had started a month ago and today made the third week in a row that she had stopped by after class to talk. I never had anyone so interested in talking about what I teach especially a young lady. Maybe that was it, maybe I was just taking her enthusiasm for the class and thinking it was enthusiasm for me.
That might be it, but I was hoping not. I was also hoping that Terra would continue to stop after class to talk, so that maybe what I was fantasizing about might come true. I was so into this thought on this day, that I didn't even hear her say, "Can I stop by your office this week Professor. I have something to show you but am not ready just yet to show it."
I looked at her and said, "I am sorry my thought was elsewhere for a moment, did you say you needed to stop by my office?" She nodded yes and we arranged for a time for her to come by on a day I didn't have any classes.
As she left the classroom, I watched her walk out. I could not help it; she had that appeal that just aroused me. She wasn't conservatively dressed, but she wasn't dressed like some of the other students either. Therefore the attraction was more than a visual thing.
As she shut the door, I had to reach down to rearrange my hard cock to ease the uncomfortableness that had started when she nodded that she wanted to come to my office. I couldn't help ot all sorts of thoughts were going through my head now!
It wasn't good that I had the long weekend prior to this meeting I was supposed to have with Terra in my office. I was finding it hard to concentrate on what I was doing. This young woman had an effect on me like no other student had had on me. When I should have been reviewing papers, I was instead daydreaming of Terra, thinking about her perfume, that beautiful long raven hair of hers. Her milky white skin, I assumed was so soft. I knew that I wanted to feel her skin next to mine and it was something that was preoccupying my mind to an extent I couldn't concentrate!
The weekend was quickly becoming a waste because I couldn't concentrate on anything but her. I had never felt like this about anyone that I could remember (not even my ex-wife when we first met)! I needed to do something to try and break the thought process.
It had been many years since I had been with a woman sexually. In the past when I had felt absorbed by sex I would go to the beach and take a book, chair and umbrella, while I watch the waves crash on the beach. Maybe it was the balance that such an adventure provided me; the books stimulated me in a certain way, and the sounds of the ocean in another. That combination would allow me to think beyond the wall in my mind. So off to the beach it would be!
It was a Sunday so I wasn't expecting much traffic on the beach, but I was pleasantly surprised to find, one, that the waves were crashing in nicely (the weather being fantastic) and two, more women on the beach than I thought there would be. I picked a nice out of the way place near the dunes, set up my umbrella and chair and sank into the chair feeling finally relaxed.
I pulled my book out of my backpack and I started to read. I could hear the waves in the background. This was exactly what I was going for, my eyes fixed on the words ahead of me and ears on the sounds of the wave, it was working. I slowly could feel myself just giving into the moment, the breeze felt good on my bear chest; the waves provided a slight spray of salt water, the book allowing me to focus.
After completing a chapter, I set the book on my stomach and picked up my water. I let me my glance out at the scene in front of me. The beach wasn't overly filled with people, but there was a nice mixture of older and younger ladies tanning or walking the beach in their bikinis!! The balance that I desired was there! Three of my senses were engaged, I could hear the ocean, see the beauty, feel the slight spray of water I was only missing taste and touch, and those would be satisfied later I thought.
I was very comfortable and relaxed under my umbrella; the day was working out just as I had planned. Getting away from the house had allowed me to break the thought process that had been Terra since we left each other on school on Friday. I had not really thought about her so much, the cycle of reading and then watching and listening had gotten me back to a place where I felt less distracted.
My eyes returned to my book and my mind absorbed in the subject matter when I heard something I totally did not expect to hear. "Hello Professor Smith, I didn't expect to see you here," she said. No it couldn't be, my heart began to beat faster, as I slowly looked up out of my book to see this young woman walking towards me from the water! She was in a black two piece bikini that revealed a good portion of her body. Her ample bosom was well displayed, her curvy ass well outlined by the bikini bottoms!
It was Terra, my jaw just about dropped; I couldn't believe she was here. I had finally gotten her out of my mind. Now she was here in front of me in all her glory! Her skin was glistening with droplets of water and her hair was wet so she must have just come out of the water. Her nipples were hard pushing on the flimsy fabric of her top. They were not the only thing that was hard as now my cock had come to full attention! I wanted to stand up to say hello, but my swim trunks probably wouldn't hide my erection!
As I looked up at her, trying hard not to stare at those beautiful breasts hardly hid in the top of her bikini, I told her, "I often come to the beach to free my mind, especially when it was blocked," I said.
She asked, "What are you thinking about that made it be blocked."
I lied, "It was some school related work that had preoccupied my time this weekend." I asked her,"Do you come to the beach often."
She replied, "No, not really because my fair skin can easily burn if I am not careful." "I am not sure why I came today, but I felt it would do me good to be here," she added.
