They reached college together and he asked her if she was going to come watch his performance and she said she was never interested in theatre and it is just not her thing. Thank god Aaron wasn't the kind of guy who got suspicious or clingy. Anyone but an artist would have been suspicious of where her loyalties lay and whether she was slutty by birth or whether the curiosity which was part of her personality had a firm hold on her genitalia as well. She knew she was bad and she knew she couldn't appreciate dicks and people she had and instead went around roving. She foresaw herself as a homewrecker in 5 years time and she felt lightly depressed every time that thought crossed her mind.
She went immediately to find the professor who was her first boyfriend because they had held hands and he had touched her and though they hadn't done anything, it still counted because she got very wet everytime they were very close. She had gotten around sex really late but once in she had dipped full in and she knew she wanted to feel his flesh and lick him and involve his saliva very much in things she wanted to do. She wasn't horny yet just very focused. He was quite ugly and a beard and a very black moustache covered his cleft lips but the nasal twang to his voice remained. This blended with his eccentricities such as limited hygiene and a persistent body smell and involuntary twitching and movements to create an oddball who also taught philosophy. He was almost a type she read in novels but he was real and he had really warm hands and a really white neck, god, she knew he would be salty as fuck when she tasted him. When she knew him years back she was too shy and ran away or tried to run away or did so many other stupid things and she regretted this every other day especially after she masturbated and lay down on the bed, and instead of regret or guilt washing over her, he washed over her, in a post-orgasmic shudder.
Part of the excitement was all the questions she had about him; like did he jerk off frequently, did he watch porn, did he think of her, does he like her boobs. She knew the answers were all affirmative and she wondered only to parallel the sexual excitement with an intellectual aura which could jerk her off from a good distance.