*****January 29th 3:00PM******
Erin left the hearing somehow knowing she was right and that everyone agreed with her, but they were also unwilling to cross that bitch Dr. Cross. They had dropped the plagiarism issue, and even made an exception to policy for her to retake the class, but it wasn't enough, she was still furious.
She had worked incredibly hard on her senior research project last semester, some of her work had been picked up by a journal, and even though it ended up not getting published she had made some strong connections in her field.
Then Erin got her final paper back and her failing grade. On page 14 of 33 she had forgotten to cite one source, one time. Dr. Cross had filed a plagiarism case with the academic affairs department and had argued at the hearing that Erin should be expelled from school.
Erin could see that not a single other member of the board agreed with Dr. Cross, including her own husband. The issue came when she refused to change the grade. The university could not compel a tenured faculty member to change any grade, so the exception to allow Erin to retake the class was made.
Erin could not believe she was going to be expected to do that amount of work over again. She had wanted to take the seminar class the Fall semester so she could enjoy her final semester with a few light electives and a lot of fun.
The class set up was a bit different than the average lecture class. For the first few weeks the class met as a group, but as students began conducting their own independent research the last six weeks were one on one meetings with the professor to go over where they stood with things.
With the hearing occurring at the start of the semester Erin had already missed a few weeks of the lecture but knew exactly what was being covered.
As she sat back in the same class she had taken last semester she couldn't pay any attention to Dr. Harris as he covered the same material over again.
Erin thought that Dr. Harris seemed like a decent guy, at least he told the students to call him Robert. It was so pompous when these PHD's demanded to be called doctor.
She spent most of the class wondering what could have possibly led him to marry that bitch Dr. Cross. She had to be 15 years older than him, and he was much better looking then she was. She wondered if they had even discussed her changing her name or if she had tried to get him to change his. That seemed like a move that bitch would try.
*****February 3rd 10:00 AM******
Robert watched Erin Waterson walk into the back of the classroom and drop into a chair. He couldn't believe he was the one that was going to have to deal with this. He had argued with his wife night after night about her grade for Erin, it was patently ridiculous what she had done. Other faculty members had come to ask him what else was going on because they couldn't believe one citation was enough for his wife to fail a very bright student. Erin was well liked across campus and the idea of expelling her was laughable.
What he didn't tell his colleagues was that her work was exceptional, and he privately wondered if his wife was jealous of her, and had been looking for a reason to claim it was not her doing it.
Whatever the case was he was not looking forward to six one on one meetings with someone he knew his wife had fucked over.
*****March 8th 10:00 AM*****
The weeks went by and Erin was enjoying her final semester but she was also not working on her research. She simply couldn't find the motivation to restart everything again. She needed to figure out some type of plan to get out of this.
As she sat in the final lecture before the weekly one on one conferences started she could barely stay awake. She was still in the clothes she had gone out in the night before since she hadn't been back to her room since passing out at her friends off campus house.
She had to be careful to keep her legs crossed as she sat on the elevated risers. Her short skirt didn't go halfway to her knees so there wasn't anything to protect her modesty if she forgot.
It wasn't a large lecture hall, but each of the three rows of tables was about two feet higher than the one in front of it. She sat in the back row and was right at Dr. Harris' eye level.
She stretched her arms above her head exposing her a few inches of her toned stomach. She couldn't help it she would fall asleep if she didn't move some.
A couple minutes later she did it again, but this time she noticed Dr. Harris sneak a little glimpse at her.
What a prick she thought, checking out the coed who is only in your class because your wife is a bitch. What a joke those two were.
As the lecture droned on through Erin started to think about it a little more. He wasn't bad looking, a little shorter than she usually liked, and a bit pudgy, but he dressed well and to be honest he was a little bit funny.
That plan she was trying to come up with started to take shape in her mind, maybe there was a shortcut to this class.
She let her knees fall away from each other, keeping her legs crossed but just at the ankles. This started to open up a little space that would possibly just allow the slightest glance of her red panties. As Dr. Harris scanned the room Erin noticed the slightest pause as his eyes passed her.
As he turned his back to the class to point out something on one of the graphs he was displaying Erin opened her legs up and hiked her skirt up a few more inches. She was sure he would have a good view when he turned around.
Erin couldn't help but grin as he turned around, looked directly up her skirt and then lost his train of thought for a few seconds. He looked away to recover, but when he glanced back at Erin she made sure to shake her head at him letting him know that she noticed what he had looked at.
*****Marth 8th 10:50 AM*****
As the class filed out Robert was very glad no one stayed behind with any questions. He couldn't believe he had been caught looking up Erin's skirt.
He liked to glance at her when she stretched, he thought he could get away with a glance at her perky chest and flat stomach. They reminded him of what his wife's had been like when they first got together. He should have thought through what marrying such an older woman would really be like. Sure at first he had admired both her intellect and her sex drive, but that admiration faded quickly.
As he progressed in their shared field he realized his wife was not keeping up with modern theories, and her tits were sagging as fast as her interest in sex. He couldn't remember the last time they had sex that wasn't missionary position in the dark.
He had become friends with the head of residence life. The stories he heard of what these students did in the dorms were insane. There had been a call to campus safety last weekend because a student had come back to her room and her roommate was handcuffed naked and spread eagle to her bed. The guy she had been with had left with the keys.
The craziest part of the story was that she didn't even seem embarrassed as two workers cut her loose, her freshly fucked pussy and floppy tits on display for all to see. She never even thought to ask for a blanket or something to cover up with. That was just the best story from the past weekend!
He was so jealous of the students, but that was still no excuse to be ogling them during class. The other members of the faculty might look the other way with a graduate student but undergrads where hands off.
Robert was now really apprehensive of his first one on one meeting with Erin next week, but that didn't stop him from thinking about how sexy those red panties where in between those smooth thighs.
*****March 12th 9:55 PM*****
"Are you almost done?" She asked, annoyed.
"I'm trying, tell me you like it." He answered looking for the smallest bit of assistance.
"Ya, it's great." She said as unenthusiastically as possible.
Sweat was starting to roll down the back of Robert's neck and he knew if she felt any drip on her she would make him stop fucking her. It was the first time they had sex in almost a month and despite the long lay off he was having trouble cumming. Dr. Cross' pussy wasn't as wet as his hand was when he jerked off. Robert had watched so much porn that his wife laying flat on her back counting the seconds she was losing before going back to her book was so unsatisfying.
"Make sure you pull out before you finish, I don't want to feel that in me the rest of the night." She said.
He liked the sound of that, he wanted to cum on her tits. "OK where do you want it?"
"I don't care in your hand or whatever, just away from me." she snapped at him.
His heart sank, was this what it was going to be like for the rest of his life? Could he deal with that?
"OK, you got like one more minute then I need to take a shower." Great, now he had a countdown. He closed his eyes and tried to think of some of the porn he had watched, when that didn't do it he tried to think of his ex- girlfriends, but then he remembered those red panties and how Erin had hiked her skirt up, showing off those young athletic legs.
Within a few seconds he had rolled over and gripped his cock, jerking it quickly as he finally felt the release he had been working for. It shot up his stomach as he wondered if Erin's pussy was bare or if she kept some hair, he suspected she kept it shaved simply because his wife would never do that and Erin seemed like the opposite of his wife in every way.
Just as his orgasm subsided he was told "Make sure none of that gets on the sheets." He wished he had just jerked off again.
*****March 13th 4:00 PM*****
