A number of years ago I used to teach a few evening classes at a local community college. Now everyone has heard of the co-ed who got a passing grade by screwing her professor or instructor. Any professor or instructor you have ever talked to about it always claimed that when they had been approached with such a proposal always turned it down. First of all, I had to wonder how many were bull-shitting to start with, and if there was any truth to it, how butt-ugly was the girl making the proposition? Well, I'm here to tell you, now that I no longer teach (quit for a different reason), that it actually happened to me - just once, but it did happen. And trust me, she wasn't butt-ugly! It happened about like this:
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Part 1 The Proposal (Monday)
I had been teaching a second semester course in the evenings and had one bright and rather attractive woman who sat in the front row of the class. Unfortunately, after the first few weeks she wasn't doing very well. At first Pam (not her real name) had shown great promise, but missed quite a few classes toward the later part of the semester. While her grades had been pretty respectable, they were in danger of flunking her now. I thought there was something going on in her life, but since she didn't bring the subject up, neither did I. She had never asked for additional help, but one day, with only a few weeks to go in this class, she finally did.
"Mr. Jones" (not my real name either, but it works for this story), she said at the door of my office one day, "I need a little help getting through this class."
"Judging from your grades," I said looking up at her, "I'd say that you probably waited too long to ask for help."
"Well, I hope it's not too late." she said. "I was hoping we could make a deal." Saying that, she closed the door to the office. "Just hear me out before you say anything please."
"Okay." I said with a grin. Here it comes, I thought, my first ever sex-for-grades proposal! Too bad I was going to have to turn her down, the risks were just too great. None the less, I really wanted to hear this!
"I really need to pass this class." Pam began, "I have a pretty good GPA now and this is my last class. I made the mistake of moving in with a boyfriend just after this class started. He thought that meant that he owned me and all of my things. I missed a lot of classes getting that cleared up and a new place to live. It was messy, but I won't bother you with the details. Now I know from conversations you had had with other students before class that you are no longer married and don't' have a girlfriend at the moment. And you can rightly assume that I don't have a boyfriend at the moment either. That leaves both of us with the same sex life; none."
"Look, I..." started to say before she stopped me.
"You said you would hear me out, so please do."
I shut up for and let her continue with her proposal. Just maybe she did have all of the angles covered. As I said, she was rather bright and good looking, I was horney and did have the hots for her.
"I would like to be your mistress until the end of the semester in exchange for a passing grade. Now before you think of all of the objections and think that it is just you at risk, remember that this is my last class before I get my little AA degree, and I have a job lined up that I can't wait to start once I graduate. The job is with the condition that I have my degree, no if ands or buts on that one, and believe me, I want that job. Moreover, if I open my mouth and say that I screwed Mr. Jones for my grade, my degree is toast, I am expelled from this college, and have to transfer my grades to some other college. That new college is going to want me to take something like twelve semester hours in their classes to get my degree. So, I am at considerable risk if I open my mouth about this too. Since this isn't your 'day job,' you aren't exactly going to be unemployed, and with what this place pays instructors, you won't be broke if I was stupid enough to say something. I tell no one, you don't, I get my grade, and I screw you silly. Oh, and I keep studying for this class too, making an honest effort to bring my grade up. Now, I am quite a bit younger than you are. You get the opportunity to teach me a few things, and have a younger woman in your bed. I get to learn a few things, and get to experience a man quite a few years older than I am. At the end of the semester, we leave each other with what I hope will be fond memories of a short time in our lives."
Holy shit, she did have all of the angles covered! Her ass was grass if she talked, and so was mine if I did. Actually, since I already had a day job that was not jeopardized by this, she would be worse off than I was. I was intrigued enough to press her for a few more details, since she seems to have put a lot of thought into this. "Just where were you planning on us getting together?" I asked.
"I was hoping for a little help from you in that direction. Obviously in this office won't work, and my new place won't work since I have a roommate. That leaves your place or maybe some place else. That's the one item that this little plan of mine is weak on."
As luck would have it, I had just moved to a new apartment and didn't know a soul. All I had to do was pretend that I was dating her on and off and while some eyebrows might be raised about an older man dating a younger woman, I could pull it off, especially since no one, including the manager of the place, knew that I teach at this college. Better still, I was only planning on staying there until about a month beyond the end of this semester when my new house would be finished, and that wasn't that far off. "Let me think about it." I finally said.
"That sure beats a definite no." Pam said. "When can you let me know?"
"Tomorrow after class." I told her.
"Great! I'll keep my fingers crossed and my mouth shut, and I do know how to keep my mouth shut." she said as she got up to leave.
"Whether or not I take you up on your proposal, let's not be quite so formal. Just call me Tom. This Mr. Jones stuff is a little too formal for here."
"Okay, Tom," she said as she left. "I hope I convinced you."
I finally realized that I was hard as a rock as I watched that cute little ass walk out of my office door. I wanted to be between her sexy legs bad. I just had to check a few things first. First of all, was this really her last class, and how were her grades up to this point? If all of what she has said was true, the risks were as she had said.
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Part 2 The First Time Together (Wednesday)
Arriving a little early for the next class, I did a little snooping around the college office and in the college computer, with what little staff access I did have, and found that everything she had said was true. This was her last class and her other grades had been pretty good. She was working somewhere and had taken night classes for several years.
"Well Tom?" Pam whispered as we left the class that evening. "Are we on?"
"Okay." I said quietly, "If we can work out a few details."
"Name the problems." she said still whispering.
"How often for starters?"
"Unless you are a complete sex nut, as often as you want, unless you get me sore. Are you into anything kinky?" she asked, realizing that she really didn't know my sex likes."
"I don't think so, but kinky usually depends on what you consider kinky."
"Yea, I guess. I will blow you, do a little anal and that sort of thing. I just don't go for the whips or tying up shit though."
"That's okay, neither am I, but the other things sound great."
"That out of the way, where do you want me?"
"My place okay with you?"
"As long as you don't think anyone will catch on."
I gave her a quick view of my living situation.
"That couldn't be better." she said. "When do you want me over there?"
"Tonight?" I asked.
"How do I get there?" she asked, still whispering and almost sounding like she had expected that.
"How about just following me home?"
"Sure. Walk ahead of me now and I will follow you out to the parking lot and watch which car you get in before I get in mine. I drive a white Honda."
She followed me home and parked a little way away from my car. Once inside my apartment, she was a lot more affectionate.
"This is going to be fun!" she said as I closed the door, "I have never been a mistress before."
"That's okay, " said, "I have never had a mistress before either."
"Wanna see me naked?" she asked. "After all, sex is what this is all about isn't it?"
"Sure. How about we go into the bedroom and you can to a strip for me."