1. Professor Sin


    Date: 6/30/2017, Categories: Reluctance, Author: JulieBear823, Source: LushStories

    Julianna sighs. This class just goes on forever! I mean, I love the subject matter, German Renaissance? Hel- looo. But as a night class, three hours is just too long. I take fabulous notes on the first half of the class, but the professor is a task driver and doesn't allow for a break, something we all need so we don't fall asleep. By the second half I'm bored and my brain wanders when it should be sticking to the lecture. Today is no different. After a full day at work, the last thing I want to do is come to class, but I always show up. Every week. For one reason only: My professor is hot as fuck. Tall, longish brown hair, kind eyes that can flash to wicked in the blink of an eye, and a smile that is just contagious, Professor Sin is just intoxicating. I have spent many a class imagining the many dirty things I would let him do to me. Hypothetically of course, because it would be wrong to have a sexual relationship with a professor. At least, that's what they told me in orientation when I first came to this school. "Ms. Jurasek! Care to repeat what I just said?" Shocked at hearing my name, I glance to the front of the room at the sexiest teacher I've ever had. "I beg your pardon, Professor?" "Just as I thought. You haven't been paying attention all class, have you?" "No, sir. I mean, I was but I guess I just spaced. It won't happen again." "You better hope it won't," he said, then looked away and continued on with the Germanic hierarchy, or something like that. He'd been ...
    correct. I hadn't been paying any attention. I glance at my watch. Fifteen minutes to go. I just have to make it through fifteen minutes and then I can go home, shower, and get some much needed rest. Midterms had been a giant bitch to me this semester. "Alright, class dismissed. Everyone have a nice weekend." Psyched that class ended early, I started gathering all of my stuff, ready to run out to my car and head home, when I hear, "Ms. Jurasek, I'd like to see you in my office for a moment." Shit. Is this about not paying attention in class? About my midterm paper? I know it wasn't my best, but with everything else on my mind and all of my other midterms, this one hadn't been as much a priority. There goes any hopes of relaxing for the rest of the night. Following him out of the classroom and into the History Department, I was trying to come up with an excuse for my shitty paper. My mom was in the hospital? Nah. My dog died? That'd work, except I'd admitted that I don't have a dog when we first introduced ourselves. I find him amazingly attractive and couldn't focus on anything besides having his body over mine? He might not like that one. I think. "Are you spacing out again, Ms. Jurasek?" he ordered, standing imposingly behind his desk, his arms crossed against his chest. I blinked up, not responding, and he gestured to the chair in front of me. Sitting down, he looked even more imposing, especially with that look in his eyes. If it was anyone else I'd know that look as desire. ...
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