It was a hot night I remember thinking as I laid in bed next to her. Summer in Phoenix is always hot regardless how much A/C you got going on.
Going back in time I remembered when I met Ann and thinking about it more, time and ages passed away. We met in a very unusual circumstance with me being a teacher and Ann, or course being a student. Yes, it was college and I a professor but I was far from being a "dirty old man". I was a gifted student myself and soared though school very quickly gaining several academic awards and recognition, and I gained the position I held at the ripe old age of 22 years. The Subject of History having a special calling to me I took a position at the local university and directed our spirited youth though my classroom. Teaching these history lessons, I quickly discovered while this subject was something I loved it wasn't everyone's cup of tea.
In my third year teaching I came across Ann. She was a fierily red head who didn't like to take or receive any direction at all. While she was brilliant she lacked direction and motivation. I decided to take it upon myself and help her. Let me say Ann was stunning. She was 5'4 and about 110 pounds, long flowing auburn hair and the most perfect breasts, which begged to be embraced by the lips and tongue.
The summer of 1969 was a different era and the people of the sixties were free and without boundaries and Ann was a child of the times. She loved wearing the low rider bellbottom blue jeans and flowery tight fitting blouses with flowed at the cuff. Of course Ann didn't believe in wearing a bra or any underwear for that matter, because while I was teaching the class today I remembered seeing her sitting front row center wearing a short skirt, and as she moved her legs to and fro during the class a glimpse of luscious auburn hair peeked out.
Was she teasing me? I asked myself later when I got home. Could I have her? I knew about free love but being a shy man I wouldn't know where to begin. Do you just go up to her and say, "Hello, my name is Max. Do you want to fuck?"
Nevertheless I needed to try. That night while at home alone, seeing her shapely legs crossing and uncrossing in my mind, the thought of Ann was consuming my thoughts and I took my cock out and began masturbating to the memory of her auburn pubic hair and hard nipples, straining against her tight blouse. Yes, as I stroked my cock faster I knew I needed to make her mine but again, while I was smart in the classroom I was lame as hell out of it. In my entire life I only had sex with one person and that was awkward and short-lived. Cumming as I whispered Ann's name I rubbed the cum over the head of my cock enjoying the feeling. Not bad for a white guy, just over 7 ½ inches but I was getting tired of beating off. I wanted Ann so badly but again, not sounding like a broken record didn't know where to begin. Rubbing my cock head between my fingers I decided I needed to take a chance and try something new. I decided tomorrow would be the day.
The next day before class I didn't wear my usual suit and tie and tried something different. Earlier that month I received some clothes from some "hip" friends who decided I needed a change. I, of course, said thank you to them and put the clothes away in the closet, thinking at the time I would never wear them. But now I watched as I put them on. Everyone said they were cool but I didn't like them. The shirt made me feel like a pirate and the pants were way to tight for my comfort and showed a definite outline of my cock. I had no choice but to continue on with my plan regardless how uncomfortable I felt.
Class that day was uneventful and as surprised as I was my outfit fit right in with the students. As the day neared the end I asked Ann if she could stay after class and discuss (what, I didn't have a clue) some school matters with her. Smiling at me she said, "Of course."
When the class had concluded for the day and all of the other students left Ann walked suggestively up to my desk, leaned over so I could see the natural fall of her perfect breasts asked what was on my mind. Going over some lame details affecting her grade I asked what were her plans with her life.
Speaking with her about personal matters was like being in heaven. We talked about how she wanted to be involved in saving the whales or why the war was wrong. The truth was I didn't give a shit what she said I was just trying to get her to open up and spend some time with her. Agreeing with her on some of her political point and not on others I suggested we meet for drinks later that night at the local bar where several professors and students mingled after class (remember, it was 1969, not 2006 and the times were different).
Ann agreeing said she would like to have a drink with me and continue our conversation got up from her chair and I believe I saw her look down at my crotch and smile as she left. Seeing her close the classroom door behind her I noticed my cock was as hard as I was happy. I did it! I asked out Ann for a drink and she accepted. Now I just had to keep the good times going.
Before I, met at the bar I had time to get home, and clean myself up. Finding a small table in the corner I sat down and waited. A little before 8 o'clock Ann came in wearing a low cut sun dress which showed off her long luscious legs. Her hair was free and as she walked it looked like she was dancing. Motioning to her where I was at she smile at me and came to my small table.
"Hello Ann, What would you like to drink tonight?" I asked.