1. The College Coed Who Needed A Tutor, Part II


    Date: 9/26/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Source: LushStories

    I was curious. I had guaranteed Rachel, a student in my college class, an excellent passing grade in exchange for some outside-the-classroom fun. Rachel’s apartment was just across the street from the community college where I was an adjunct professor. I passed Rachel’s roommate, who was on her way into the apartment from where I had left Rachel, naked on her couch and hopefully, well satisfied. I was curious to know how Rachel might’ve explained her state of nakedness and my departure from the apartment. Rachel made a late entry into the classroom and took up her usual back row seat. As the big hand on the classroom clocked inched towards noon, I dismissed the class. Rachel took her time putting away her note tablet as the classroom emptied. Rachel made her way to the front of the classroom as it emptied out. She leaned against the lectern as the last student filed out of the classroom door “Are we OK?” I asked. “Oh yeah,” she replied. “I couldn’t get you off my mind all weekend.” I was happy to hear that I was on her mind. “Did your roommate say anything?” I asked. “My roommate? Rachel asked. I told her that I had seen her roommate passed me on the stairs as I was leaving. “No, she didn’t say anything,” Rachel replied, “But don’t worry, she is totally cool.” “And cute,” I added. “Yes, she is,” Rachel replied. “Does she have a boyfriend?” I asked. “No,” Rachel responded. “She should,” I replied. I waited to see how Rachel might respond to my inquiries about her roommate. ...
    “I’m guessing,” Rachel remarked, “You kind of like her.” I couldn’t deny the obvious. “She’s not into guys,” Rachel remarked. “That’s a shame,” I replied, “Because she is a hottie.” “Tell me about it,” Rachel replied, “I have to live with her.” I packed my lecture notes in my bag. “Do you want to come over and fool around a little?” Rachel asked. I had to pass on her offer, because I had a lot of papers to grade. “I’m thinking to host a private party on Friday night,” Rachel said. “You should come by.” I had to think of a good excuse to be gone from the house on a Friday night, but as luck would have it, my lovely wife decided she was going to visit her elderly mother for the weekend. She asked if I wanted to go along, but I hadn’t done so in years. When I declined, she was perfectly fine with me not tagging along, as she and her mother were going shopping. My wife knew I hated shopping. I tapped on the apartment door about seven and Rachel’s roommate answered the door. She was dressed in a wraparound towel and her dark-colored hair was wet. “I’m sorry,” I quickly apologized upon seeing her. “Rachel asked me to come by. I can come back.” “No, no, no,” she replied, motioning for me to enter. I stepped into the apartment. “Hi, I’m Cassie,” said Rachel’s roommate as she extended her hand, her other hand stretching across her chest and holding on to the towel wrapped tightly around her body. I introduced myself and took a seat on the couch. I assumed Rachel was either in the shower ...
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