Author's Note: This story is a continuation of my story "Samantha Comes to Office Hours," but can be enjoyed on its own as well. * For a long time after the incident in the office, I didn't hear anything from Samantha. I was quite relieved on the one hand; I didn't have to worry about my boss, Sophie Bettencourt, nosing about and catching us. But on the o...
The first time I met her was when she came to my office, the day before our second homework assignment was due. I'd certainly noticed her before. Dark skin. Deep olive skin. Probably Mediterranean of some sort. Deep black hair, just past her shoulders, but thick, as if you could swim in it. She was small, probably about 5'2," and 100lbs or so. Very pretty, i...
(This is a new story but one which visits Anne's past, just as 'Dirty Country Girl' did. I hope you enjoy it but please be aware that, in common with my other stories, it includes references to bodily functions. If you're offended by that sort of thing, please give it a miss.) With hurried but nervous purpose, Anne made her way towards King's. She conside...
Years ago when I was a struggling college student I did nearly anything to make ends meet. I was a waitress at a local diner and tutored biology students. I still needed more money to get by and one day I was in the student union building and saw a posting on the bulletin board. "Models needed for Art 202. Starting rate, 9.50 per hour. See Prof Stanley for...
This is the final installment of a three part story about a college student and her psych professor meeting to discuss her paper on BDSM practices. ***** "Okay, you're naked and tied down on his bed. So what will determine what he does to you?" You answer. "Well, maybe simply how horny he is or what sort of mood he's in - impatient or all the time in the...
I am a professor at a university in Arizona. I am popular with the students, and in my early thirties. Some of the students even think of me as "hot" according to one of the university student websites that rates professors' looks. What I am writing here is my best memory of what happened last week, though I will admit that I can't remember everything. I wa...
I take my profession as an educator seriously. I feel that I owe my students more than the mere contents of a History course. I feel I owe it to some of them to impart some knowledge of life, as it really is outside of the classroom. Because of this avocation, I have feasted on the firm, taut, nubile flesh of freshman coeds for years. At 45, still fit, with...
Late! I can't believe I was late for my first class. I was currently lost and running through Diggs Hall looking for room 398. "Where the hell is it?" I said to myself. After being at this University for nearly 4 years you would think I would have some sense of direction but I feel as lost as ever. Since the fire burned the old Diggs Hall down and with enou...
The word "college" in the US formally denotes a constituent part of a university. Americans "go to college" after high school, regardless of whether the specific institution is formally a college or a university. There's a variety of people working at college, like professors, secretaries, canteen staff, caretakers... And in this story so...
This takes place after Wanda Goes Back To College. *** Wanda was very excited about her new college. Her new professors had taken a special interest in her and she had been put on track for a management position in the hospital that was associated with the school. Wanda was expected to be a major part of the schools fundraising team in exchange for the ext...