Dr. Dana McGuire stood in front of her students, lecturing on the differences in cultures to her Freshman Sociology class. As she walked slowly back and forth in front of the podium, she couldn't help but notice that Jerry Reynold's sat with his chin on his fist, staring at her 5'4", 295 pound body, as if he were in a trance.
After 50 minutes, Dr. McGuire finished her lecture and all of the class made a hasty retreat except for Jerry, who seemed to linger.
"Mr. Reynolds, may I speak to you for a minute?"
Dana waited for the remainder of the class to head out the door, then watched Jerry as he shyly approached her desk.
"You wanted to speak to me Dr. McGuire?"
"Yes Mr. Reynolds I did. I happened to notice that while all your classmates are all busy taking notes, you seem to be staring off into space; or more specifically, staring a hole right through me. Are you perhaps bored, or maybe you are disgusted with my being quite overweight."
"Oh No Dr. McGuire! You're class is quite interesting, and I um...apologize for staring Ma'am, but you're so beautiful I can't help but stare. I'm very sorry if I made you uncomfortable."
Dana was a bit dumbfounded. Although she had always been told she had a beautiful face, she had constantly been badgered by her mother to lose weight. It wasn't often that a 29 year old full bodied Professor could turn an 18 year old student into a stammering love sick puppy.
"Well I'm very flattered Mr. Reynolds, but I suggest you pay a little more attention to the course content and less to undressing me with that constant stare."
Jerry looked at his shoes and whispered, "Yes ma'am."
Dana hated the crushed look on his face and had to try something to mend his broken spirit.
"I've finished my classes for the day and was just about to head out for some dinner. If you don't have any plans, would you like to join me?"
Shocked, Jerry broke into a huge grin, and said, "Oh yes Ma'am."
"Great. The Four Seasons is within walking distance and has good food. Is that okay with you?"
"That's fine Dr. McGuire."
Dana could feel the adoration oozing out from Jerry as they walked to the restaurant, and found it a little unsettling, but it felt good at the same time. She had to admit that Jerry was a cute little guy, and against her better judgment, inwardly wondered what it would be like to take him to bed with her.
They made it to the restaurant and Jerry actually began to relax and carry on a very intelligent conversation, mixed with a delightful sense of humor. He was head and shoulders above the boring dates which Dana had recently suffered through, and she began to feel some sexual stirrings as the evening wore on.
A war was going on in her head about the improprieties of a professor dating her student, and she knew that it was wrong, but she allowed the subject to steer toward sexuality in the American culture.
"So you think anything between two consensual adults should be permissible Mr Reynolds? What about...say, between a teacher and a student?"
Jerry choked on the water he was drinking and coughed, unable to catch his breath as his face turned a bright crimson. Dana slapped him on his back, and he was finally able to recover.
