I was attending a small Community College in order to save some money in my first two years of college. Classes were small which was a good thing teachers would get to know most students by name. I was a good student not an A student but close. I had decent load of classes that I could handle I had to work to pay for school. This was my last semester and we were close to mid-terms. As could figure out I was doing pretty good up to that point I was passing all my classes except for one.
I was having a hard time with algebra. I was trying as hard as I could but, for some reason I could not understand how to solve most algebra problems. After class I would go to algebra lab. to practice and work on these problems. I did extra work at home but, I still had trouble with it. Now, I was not failing. But, if I pass it would be with a C- and I could not take a chance and fail the class. I needed to graduate.
As we approached mid-terms Prof. Roberts was giving extra credit home work. Prof. Roberts was a tall man in his 60's, white hair kind of balding, a little over weight. A teacher by profession. You could tell he had been teaching for a very long time. When he was teaching you could see he was just going thru the motions. Something he has done day in and day out. He would take his time to explain but, I could not get it.
When class had ended and almost everybody had left. I approached Prof. Roberts to see if I could get more extra credit homework. After explaining my problem with his class and asking for more homework he suggested that I needed private lessons and he could help me. I told him that private lessons would cost money that I did not have. He told me that the lessons would be for free. So, I agreed to the private lessons and asked at what time would we meet at the math lab. Prof. Roberts told me we will not meet at the math lab. we were going to meet at his house after school and to send an e-mail and he will give me all the details.
A couple of days went by and I sent an e-mail to Prof. Roberts notifying him that I had a couple of nights off from work and we could start the lessons. An hour went by when I received an e-mail from Prof. Roberts giving me his address and telling me to come by at 8:00 that night. I replied that I would be there. By this time I started thinking that maybe Prof. Roberts had something more in mind than just algebra lessons. Maybe it was just my dirty mind but, it did excite me the thought of sucking his dick. I wondered how big it would be, how would it taste and for an old man how much cum he would put in my mouth.
While all these thoughts where going thru my mind and then again maybe I was just dreaming and all I would get was just a math lesson. In any case I would prepare my self for what ever came my way. I drove to the address he gave me. It was a nice house not to big looked clean from the outside. Knocked on the door and Prof. Roberts answered the door and asked me to come in. The inside looked just like Prof. Roberts old but not worn down. He guided me to a small table in the middle of the living room. It had two chairs by it arranged side by side and it had a couple of books on it.
