Ethics Class

On to the roof I step, shutting the creaky door, I look out upon the cement roof floor.

No one belongs up here.

Yes, true. Roofs were constructed for a purpose...

but not for this.

I yell out, "Hey! I was told you don't like the cold!"

She yells, "Stay back, Ms. Harris! Don't Look at me. G-Go back inside! I'm s-sorry for trying to kiss you!"

Her 20-year old voice stuttered due to how cold and how high up the Auditorium roof was.

I had imagined it numerous times when one of my college students would attempt to cross the line but never had I thought Aurora would dare. She was bright, intelligent, quiet but committed to submitting excellent work. I should have became suspicious when she requested to meet me for extra help when no assignments were due. No student in my 45 years of living and my 20 years of teaching would ever ask to talk about an assignment they scored the highest grade on and the final day before Holiday Break starts. I walk to her, stand beside her and attempt to make light conversation. "There are no cars in sight. Everyone is gone and won't return until, January 3rd. You want to take a ride? My car gets warm quickly."

Aurora starts crying and drops her head.

I try to comfort her without touching her. "Hey, please tell me why you're so upset. What's going on?" I place my hands in my pockets as a reminder to stay professional.

Aurora begs for forgiveness again.

In hopes of distracting her from her sobs, I take my remote car starter out and start my Lincoln Navigator I just purchased last week.

"Did you hear that? That was my car starting. By the time we make it down in the elevator, it will be nice and warm in there."

Aurora peered up and stared dejectedly into my eyes asking, "You're not mad at me?"

I replied, "Absolutely not. You just caught me off guard. Could we talk about it in the car? I can drive you home."

She looks away sheepishly moping, "I planned on waiting for my Mom to pick me up. She won't be here until tomorrow morning."

"Well then that gives us plenty of time to talk."

In the elevator, I attempted to reassure her she was not in trouble.

"Please don't feel bad. I remember having a crush on someone. Sometimes you just gotta see if there's something there or not.

Victoria Secret Bombshell."

Aurora looked over to me confused.

"How do you know what perfume I'm wearing?"

I answered, "You wear it every day. You wore more of it today. It lingers longer in the air. Your left nipple is ever so slightly above the right one. You walk with a swivel in your hips. You don't mean to have such a model-esque walk but you do.

The first floor bell dings. Out to the parking lot beyond the double doors, we walk to my vehicle. I open the car door for her in hopes of her feeling more at ease and less self-conscious. We drove to Lake Front Park, the most scenic view of the lake minutes from University.

I place the car in park.

"This is where I come to get away from everything. I don't think about anything here but what makes me feel good. Aurora take off your seatbelt."

I take off mine. She looks at me and unbuckles hers. I see her heart beginning to pound through her shirt. I lean over and passionately, deeply licking the side of her neck. She lets out a whimper. Now, sucking on her neck and growling a bit (I can't help it), I slowly snake my hands up under her jean skirt and bring her ass over to me setting her on my lap facing me. My mouth never leaves her neck until now. I then go for her ear on the same side as if I am trying to tickle her brain with my mouth. I smell a more personal scent now. I can smell her sex and that was pleasure all by itself. Making a young lady moan is such a reward for a long day's work.

"Take off your shirt and bra." She wastes no time following my directions.

I may have, licked, sucked, bit her breasts for 10 minutes straight while massaging her labia with a hand held tiny vibrator. 5, 4, 3, 2,l....a warm fluid slowly spills on to my hand as she begins rhythmically crying, "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah....ohhhh yesss ohhh". I slowly and gently place her back in the passenger seat, help her fix her clothes and her hair.

I drive her back to her dormitory. She looks at me before exiting the vehicle.

I look at her and say, "You don't have to say anything. I'm glad you were willing to just let go a little and feel better. Whenever you need to, just find me.

Aurora asked, "Can we get a hotel room?"