This story is a result of the collaborative work with L.A.W. I would like to take this opportunity to say, "I couldn't have done it without you."
"Oh, God, Lisa, you're so hot! I'm gonna blow! Here it comes! Unnnnnngh!!" She couldn't believe it; Randy had just got started and now it was over. She was beginning to think she'd never get a proper fuck. "Oh, baby, that was great!" she heard him say as he pulled his jeans up and started to walk out the door. "I'll see you in class tomorrow."
'Oh, great,' she thought. 'Weekend's over and classes start tomorrow. I guess I better get my books and stuff ready, maybe it'll make me forget about this frustration.' Lisa, a senior in college, had an 8 am class with the new history professor. No one knew anything about him and the history department wasn't saying anything either. She was nervous, to say the least; she hated it when she didn't know what to expect in a professor.
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Professor Larry Walker was sitting at his desk in his tiny apartment office wondering what he had done with his life. He was 45 years old, quite good-looking (he'd heard it often enough that he had to believe it), and successful. Why, then, was he living his life alone? He had never married, had no kids, and few friends. What had he done wrong? Maybe it was the horrors he saw when he closed his eyes at night. He had spent a few months in the Vietnam during the war.
Every time he closed his eyes he saw the young mother who, when her village was being evacuated, was carrying a piglet in one arm and an infant in the other. Her other five children had already boarded the helicopter when he informed her that, due to weight limits, she had to leave the piglet behind, their needs would be provided for at the refugee camp. Looking at him without emotion, she turned around and set something down on a crate floating in the floodwaters. About the time he realized she had left the infant behind, the child had already slipped into the muddy water.
He kept telling himself that the first woman that made him forget, he would make her his. He was beginning to despair ever finding her. 'It might be a good idea if I did a few sit-ups. Try to exhaust myself so that I won't dream of "her" again.'
The next morning came too early for Lisa. The air conditioner in the dorms was broken, and it had been too hot to sleep the night before. It looked as it was going to be another scorcher, so she decided to wear as little as she could get away with in an attempt to keep from wilting. She put on her shortest dress with spaghetti straps. 'This'll draw a lot of attention, but what the hell.' At the last minute she decided to leave her panties off, 'It's too hot to wear them, any way. I'll just have to keep my legs together when I sit down.' She pulled her long blond hair up into a ponytail and, grabbing her books, walked from the dorm to class.
It was a little cooler in the classroom, but not much. She was sitting there, wishing they would get the goddamn air fixed, when 'he' walked in. She knew immediately that he would be able to love her like she needed. Now, how to get him interested in her? She was sitting in the second desk in the center row with no one in front of her so she her feet on the seat in front of her, knowing that this would show her bald pussy to the hot new professor.
Larry couldn't believe it; either this girl didn't know what she had done or she was an exhibitionist. Either way, he knew he wanted her. After class, he went to his office and, trying to get ready for the next class, couldn't concentrate. He decided he needed a little distraction so he went to his favorite erotic story site on the web to download some reading material for the night. One story caught his attention, so he decided to check the writer's profile. When the page loaded, he couldn't believe it. It was that daring blond—what was her name? Oh, yes, Lisa something—from his 8 a.m. class.
About that time he heard a timid knock on his door. When he opened it, he was surprised to see Lisa standing there. "Professor Walker, I'm in your Ancient Greece class and you mentioned that we had to do a term paper and that you would give us details later in the term. Well I would like to go ahead and get started on it, if I could. Would you mind telling me what it is you're looking for?"
"Lisa, it'll be easier to choose a topic later in the course. That's why I planned on assigning the paper around mid-term. But if you want some broad ideas, I'd be happy to meet with you later this afternoon. I was just on my way to my next class."
"Sure, Professor Walker. How about I take you to lunch and we can talk then?" The university had a program that allowed students to take their professors to lunch and the school would pick up the tab. This allowed for better student/instructor relations, which is exactly what was on Lisa's mind…better relations with Professor Walker.
"That'll be fine, Lisa. I'll be through around noon, and I'll meet you at the cafeteria. Thanks."
'That girl is HOT! I'll get inside her clothes yet,' Larry told himself on his way to his next class.
Lisa couldn't believe it; she was actually going to have lunch with the sexiest man on campus. When he walked into the cafeteria, her heart leapt into her throat. He smiled as he walked towards her. "Let's see what's on the menu, shall we?"
