My name is Eleanor Parsins, I'm a 48 year old teacher teaching some of America's most intelligent people. I've been teaching criminology for the better part of 20 years having worked as a profiler for law agencies. I've been married once, but went through a messy divorce when I caught my husband cheating on me with another woman. That happened about five years ago and I haven't been with a man since. I'm a fairly tall woman, I'm 5'11 and weight 150 odd pounds, I look fairly well for my age, I'm very fit and exercise on a routine basis. I have medium length brown hair and very clear blue eyes, I have healthy D cup breasts, but unfortunately due to age, they've sagged a little in recent years.
About eighteen months ago, my life changed, it was when I was teaching a class at the beginning of the semester, generally I entertain a classroom of anywhere between 80 to 150 students at one time and very few stick out the way this young woman did. The young woman in question is Tamara Erison, she's only 21 years old and beginning her first year in my class. Although she came to me highly recommended by her other professors and teachers, I never really paid much stock to that, what made me notice her in the first place was when I posed a question to the class. It was a question with an infinitive number of answers, but I was only looking for one answer. While I was listening to all the answers, Tamara gently rose from her seat and gave me the answer I was looking for, hearing her telling me what I wanted to hear was an amazing feeling, so very few students have done that.
That first lesson, Tamara stayed behind after class and helped me clean up, during our conversation, there are two very important details I noticed. First, she's very shy and second, she's incredibly interesting to talk to, the manner in which she speaks, her body language, everything about her radiates intelligence. I went home that evening thinking about how much I enjoyed her company.
As the weeks continued, Tamara opened up to me in a lot of ways, she talked about her upbringing and how wonderful her parents were, she talked about the very few friends she had back home. One evening however, after coming home, I found myself thinking more and more about Tamara, as I lay down alone in bed, I was drowsy and falling asleep with Tamara on my mind, suddenly I was having a dream featuring her in a very sexual tone, it was incredible. I was half asleep and half awake, I was touching myself in ways that I haven't in years, I soon found myself lying down on my belly, my knees apart and holding my ass up and I was furiously rubbing my clit against the bed and filling myself with my fingers, I came so hard and heavy, I was breathless and I just laid there, fingers still deeply entrenched in my soppy wet cunt. Once I caught my breath, I rolled over and dozed off into a deep sleep, only to be awakened by my alarm the next morning.
That next day, after class, Tamara once again stayed behind and helped me clean up and I noticed myself looking at Tamara in a different light. For the first time in my life, I was looking at her as a woman; I saw beauty I never noticed before, her wondrous long blond hair was one thing I noticed, her beautiful smile and her intense eyes. Tamara of course, knew that something was different, she could sense it somehow. I decided to try and act as normal as possible, I sit at my desk and start grading some papers, Tamara sits down opposite me and smiles at me, I return her smile and continue with the papers. Tamara leans in close and says in the sweetest tone...
"You have beautiful eyes"
I gasp at the sudden comment she made, I compose myself and asked her what made her say that. She apologized and became emotionally upset; she began to cry and stormed out of the classroom.
I chased her down the hall and into the bathroom, she was sitting alone in a cubicle crying her eyes out, I stood outside, thankfully it was well after school hours and we were alone. I asked her what the problem was and she just broke down, she confessed she had a crush on me, which is why she stayed behind class so many times, trying to find out if I shared her feelings.
I admitted to having the dream about her, I was telling her in explicit detail about what happened, telling her how I had her admiring my body and how I fucked the shit out of her, it didn't take long before I heard her moaning, I asked her what she was doing, her response was,
"I'm fingerfucking myself, no one has ever dreamed about me like that"
At this point, I continued to listen to her, she was moaning ever so softly, it sent shivers down my spine and my legs were feeling weak and heavy. I stood outside the cubicle and asked her,
"Have you ever admired a person's body?"
She answered
"no",
but I found out that's all she ever wanted in a relationship, someone to admire and love, to look after and care for their needs. She was revealing her sexual personality to me, listening to her, she was sounding so submissive and I can't believe I missed that exclusive quality. Because she was so honest with me about her feelings, I decided to open up to her, I was always curious about what it would be like to fuck a woman, to dominate a woman and have her admire my body. As I was telling her this, her groans became louder, and I heard her fingers fucking her cunt, I heard the swishing sounds. I asked her to stop and come out, she needed a minute to compose herself, she opened the cubicle and stepped out, her eyes were swollen from where she was crying and her face was flushed. I wiped her tears and asked her,
"Would you like to come to my place?"
From that moment I asked the question, I realized what I felt, I felt attracted to one of my students and this student was female.
I invited her round to my house that same evening, I welcomed her through the front door and closed it. She turned around towards me and slowly started to unbutton her blouse, she started from the top and worked her way down, as each button came loose, I saw her pink bra and the outline of her breasts which in all honesty are far bigger than I expected. She wears very tight bras to make her breasts seem smaller, I suppose it's all about image. As she took off her blouse, she gave me a kind smile, I smiled back at her and said,
"Please take off your bra"
She reached behind her and unclipped her bra, with a deep breath, she slipped it off and discarded it onto the floor.
She had healthy looking C cup breasts, quite the handful, Tamara covered her breasts with her hands and was looking very red in the face. I found the whole look very arousing and she showed amazing feminine traits that I haven't seen her display in class. I was finally meeting the real Tamara, I walked up to her, and could feel her warm breath on me, I held her wrists and softly but confidently pulled them away from her breasts and down to her jeans and said to her,
"I want to see all of you"
Her lovely brown eyes lowered downwards and she unbuttoned her jeans and lowered her zip. I could just about see her pink panties, I stood back and watched as she lowered her jeans to the floor and stood out of them, she turned around and bent over, showing me her naked buttocks, I made a big mistake when I said she was wearing panties, she was actually wearing a pink thong and her buttocks was incredibly firm, she was just about to lower her thong, but I walked forward and said,
"Stop"
She stopped in exactly the same position, with her ass pointing to my face, I walk up behind her and place my hands on her thighs.