I'd recently received my Master in Education and a position as instructor at a small liberal arts college in southwest Virginia. I was so excited to have landed a college job so soon after graduation that I spent the entire summer dedicating myself to getting ready. I went to the college at my first opportunity and found a small house close to the campus that I could afford. I met with the Department head and picked up all the information I needed to complete lesson plans and design my approach to the Literature 101. Yes, I'd be instructing freshmen but the idea of being on a college campus was so exciting nothing could sway me from the joy of it all.
Late in August I made the move to my little house near campus, furnished it sparingly then filled the cabinets with all the staples and the refrigerator and freezer with food. I was a little concerned about the age difference trying to teach students only a few years my junior, I hoped I had what it took to earn their respect. I knew that most of the boys in the class would burn holes thru me as I will only admit I am fairly pretty. I am five foot 7 inches tall, slender where I should be and curvy where it counts. I have a natural DD cup, no surgery needed and nipples that have a mind of their own, often popping up at the worst possible moment. Fortunately I have learned to dress conservatively frustrating those pesky nips, but my long silky hair and cute face always had men stretching their necks and bulging their eyes. At least I'll have their attention and will only have to wean them onto literature.
The girls in the class would all hate me because the boys would be staring but they'd come around in short order and with any luck by mid-term all those kinks should be worked out. Needless to say the first few days tested my resolve as the guys stared hard and the girls ignored me. Using a lot of tact and class I managed to deflect both emotional responses and in all three of my classes things were progressing nicely. I truly felt I had the attention in the right way and that they were learning.
Finishing the first term I reviewed final exam grades and produced semester grades for all of my classes. I had managed to obtain a relatively normal bell curve with a few almost failing and a few almost perfect and the rest floating in the middle. During my review with my department head I received a good rating and a list of ideas I could use to improve. Returning home to spend the holidays with family I could not have been happier. I was so eager to get back to my job that I left a few days earlier then I needed to. The college teams had some basketball games and I wanted to involve myself as much as possible in the school, find the spirit I knew I had when I was in college and become a true part of this small college.
The girl's basketball coach and I had become somewhat friendly during the first term and seeing me at the game she invited me to her house for an after the game party. She said that it would be her the team and other guests of the team and she could use help controlling the crowd as she was sure they'd win tonight's game and everyone would be all excited and wild. Having nothing to do and wanting to embrace the school I accepted then watched as our girls basketball team destroyed their opponent. I waited for the coach outside the locker room and understood what she'd meant. The girls were hooting and hollering, laughing and talking trash so loud you could easily hear it in the hall. I winced at some of the trash talk that flowed out but understood that this was what athletes did to let off some steam. Soon the coach came out then hollered back into the locker room.
"First come first serve ladies, if you're late you might not eat. So shake a leg, I expect you all at my house in a half hour."
Grabbing my arm she steered me out of the gym to the parking lot and said.
"Jessica just follow me, I have to stop and pick up some beer and could use your help."
I nodded and got in my car wondering how different this seemed from my days as a student. I don't ever recall any coach or professor offering to buy beer for a bunch of students. I did know of a number of professors, both male and female who tried to buy me drinks and get me into the sack, but as a group never. I was OK with it and looked forward to getting to know some of the girls out of the classroom. I recognized at least one of them had been in my Lit 101 course.
I helped the coach set up the food and beer and then stood by as the team and their guests filtered into the house. I spent the first hour or so meeting the girls and their boyfriends or roommates and lost track of how much beer I'd consumed. Feeling as maybe I'd drank too much too soon I elected to go outside. I found my way to the backyard for some fresh air. Coach had a nice yard with a table and some chairs and I sat and stared at the stars. It was amazing out here in the country how many stars were visible. Lost in my thoughts and feeling a little drunk I failed to see the man who sat with me at the table until he waved his hand in front of my face.
"Oh, sorry I was so into the sky and all the stars I guess I didn't hear you, I'm Jessica."
"Wow, you were really zoned out for a bit. I'm Jim, pleased to meet you"
I can't recall the details of our conversation other then it was typical of small talk but I do recall what happened when I got up to go back in.
"I'm OK Jim."
I'd staggered a bit and Jim had jumped up and grabbed me by my shoulders keeping me from falling.
"Yeah right, let me take you in the back door and slip you into one of coach's bedrooms so you can sleep this off a bit. I'm sure you don't want to have some of your students see you tipsy."
He made a lot of sense, or at least as I was capable of interpreting good sense. I was more then tipsy. I let him lead me into the spare room and he guided me to the bed. Jim was a good-looking guy and given how well he'd assisted me I figured he was a nice guy too so I said.
"I'd really like some company for a bit Jim, do you mind sitting here with me maybe chatting a bit?"
"Sure, Jessica. Why don't you slip off your shoes and lay down."
I did and once I was settled Jim came to the bed and sat on the edge next to me and patted my arm.
"I've been there Jessica and you'll be good as new in a couple of hours. Just relax."
Then he bent down and kissed me. Maybe it was the beer, maybe it was how good he smelled, or maybe it was the empty months without a date but when he kissed me I returned the kiss. It was so intense as his tongue slid into my mouth to dance with mine that never wanted that kiss to end. He lay down next to me and soon our bodies were just as tangled as our lips. I was getting wet and knew that if Jim continued he'd have all I had to offer. When his hand slid up my chest and fingered the buttons of my blouse my whole body shuddered with anticipation. He made quick work of the buttons and when he got his first glimpse of me bra-encased tits he whistled.
"See something you like Jim?"
