He was losing control of the situation quickly, which unsettled him. He had been teaching for the last 13 years and of course he had been attracted to students before, but he had always managed to keep himself in check and under control. During this semester however he was having quite the struggle. If 19 year old Victoria Lewis hadn't been his student it would have been like any other class, but the damn girl wasn't just attractive she had to be intelligent and slightly outspoken too. To him it was a lethal combination.
She walked in to class this morning heels clicking announcing her arrival before she reached the door. She was the only student of his to wear heels everyday, he assumed to compensate for her tiny stature. After all she couldn't have been more than 5 foot and weighing no more than 110 lbs. She walked in this morning wearing a tight skirt and a loose button up shirt with the top three buttons left open. Her black bra was slightly visible through the crisp white shirt. Her hair fell down her shoulders in dark ringlets framing her face and perfectly complimenting her red lipstick.
The class was mostly men since it was a criminal justice course, but judging by the looks the few other females gave her, Victoria intimidated most. She quietly took her seat just as he began taking role. Professor Gilbert tried not to, but hesitated for a second before calling out Miss Lewis's name. He hoped in vain his hesitation had not been noticed, but when he looked up and saw her quirk her lips just the tiniest bit he realized she noticed.
Class went by as usual that morning. He lectured and taught them what to do in various scenarios while Miss Lewis would occasionally interrupt with her own supposedly hypothetical situations. Although to him it sounded as though she had had a few spots of trouble herself and was using those incidents as examples. If his answer to her questions or scenarios weren't satisfying she would then engage him in a debate to try and justify her own argument and twist the meaning and nature of the laws. On this particular day however she wouldn't give in so he simply told her to stay after class to finish their discussion.
After the last of the students had left Professor Gilbert began to realize his mistake in having her stay after in a room where they would be alone, but it was too late now to change that.
"Miss Lewis, is there something you're just not understanding about this?"
"Well yes, I don't get how only a prosecuting attorney can make a deal with a suspect because I know several officers who have privately done so themselves without a PA."
"Well officers may do that, but it doesn't mean they are supposed to."
"So when I was cut a deal and let go for streaking when my neighbor caught me in exchange for information about an old friend who sold guns, he shouldn't have done that? Because I was under the impression that what he did was ok."
Well now his suspicions were confirmed she really had been a troublemaker, and apparently a very scandalous one at that. Now he couldn't stop picturing her running around naked. Unfortunately for him she had caught him daydreaming.
"Professor Gilbert, sir?"
"Oh um yes, yes you're neighbor didn't really have the power to do that although that was nice of him to do since you would have received a felony."
"Multiple charges actually professor..."
"How did he even catch you?"
"Well I was a little drunk so I couldn't really run very well and I had been dared to streak down the road in front of his house, so I did of course. I didn't think he was outside, but turns out he was sitting by the road in his cop car when I ran by and on my way back he flipped on his lights. Naturally I stopped to see what he wanted and he started lecturing me for running around naked and being drunk underage. After he asked about the guns that were being sold by this guy I knew he told me to get the fuck out of his sight. So at that point I just ran back home. "
Victoria's professor couldn't help but fall in to his own fantasies of what he would have done had he been her neighbor. In the midst of his thoughts his eyes had wandered down and had been staring at her tits while she rambled on. He was truly thankful he had worn a looser fitting pair of trousers today although he wasn't too sure just how much they would help cover his growing erection. After a long silence he realized she had finished her story and he ought to say something. Glancing up he met her eyes and realized she had caught him staring. Blushing a bit he scrambled to think of something to say.
"Well uh hmhmm yes, that was against general protocol. Do you have any other questions?"
"Yes, I need you to review my schedule for next semester and sign it as one of the classes I'd like to take is already full."
"Oh, alright follow me to my office and we'll see what we can do."
As they left he held open the door for her and as the doorway was only meant for one person at a time she turned slightly to get through and brushed up against him. She smirked a bit as she looked up at him through her dark lashes and he knew he had been caught; even if she happened not to see it before there was no way she couldn't feel his raging hard-on with the way she was pressed up against him. As she lead the way up the stairs to his office he had a nice view of the thin lace thong she was wearing that day. He knew this girl was going to be the death of him. He unlocked his office and remembering the last time he held the door open he simply let her walk in first.
Unlike most of the faculty who had bookshelves and the like in their offices his was sparsely furnished with a large oak desk, a chair, a small couch, and a duffle bag in which he kept his handcuffs, mace, gun, and police reserves uniform in case he was ever called in at the last minute for duty.
