I guess most of us have had a crush before. The one that impacted me the most was during my freshman year in college. I was newly 18 and on my own for the first time. My passion was for the outdoors, and so it seemed natural to explore the Ecology major at my school in Washington State.
The first person I saw in Intro to Restoration Ecology was the professor. Professor Reynolds did not look like your typical college professor in any way. She appeared to be around 30, with long light-brown hair, an inviting face, luscious eyes, and a slender figure. Her boobs weren't large but filled her white blouse out nicely. It was just sheer enough for me to see that she was wearing a darker bra underneath. I could also see a hint of her nipples. A blue pencil skirt hugged her hips tightly and I could tell by how her tanned leg muscles moved as she walked about the room that she was very athletic.
"Hi Professor Reynolds, I'm Virginia. Virginia Greyson, though everyone calls my Ginny."
I'd stepped into the room and held out my hand.
"Hi Ginny," she said, taking my hand. "And it's Kim, please!"
Her hand was so warm and soft. I feel like I held it just a little too long.
"Oh," I said, letting go and feeling embarrassed. "It's nice to meet you, Kim."
I was getting lost in her blue eyes as they sparkled back at me.
Kim glanced down at the paper she was holding. "Virginia... Virginia... oh, here you are," she said, pointing to my name on her attendance sheet. "Freshman, eh?"
"Um, yeah," I answered. "My first class too."
"That's fantastic!" Kim said. "Grab a seat. We'll get started in a moment."
With that, she was off, passing out syllabi and introducing herself to other students. I got a seat in the front row and watched.
Now you need to understand that at this point I was not a lesbian. I'd had a brief fling with a guy earlier that summer but didn't really consider myself totally straight either. My sexual orientation was not important to me as I sat there listening to Kim's lecture. What was important was my attraction to her. Maybe it was her bubbly personality, or her confidence, or her stunning beauty. Maybe it was all of the above. It didn't really matter. I felt myself drawn to her and was aware that the more I looked at her, the more aroused I became.
After class I approached her tentatively.
"Hey, um, Ginny, isn't it?"
"Right," I said.
"What can I do for you?"
"I wasn't able to get a syllabus for some reason," I said, falling into her eyes again.
"Oh dear!" Kim said, looking around her desk. By this time, the rest of the students had gone. "Um, I seem to be out. You can get one online, though I made some changes to it."
She seemed lost in thought for a moment before saying, "Why don't you come on over with me to my office. I've got a few extras there."
"Sounds nice," I said. "I mean, sounds good."
I followed her down the hall and around some corners. I got a great look at her amazing ass, swaying back and forth right in front of me. As I caught up with her, I could see her breasts also swinging a bit, her nipples gliding across the front of her blouse.
Kim didn't seem to notice, though, and marched forward like a woman on a mission. She unlocked the door to her office and ushered me inside. She closed the door and started rummaging through some piles on the table that was acting as her desk.
"Why don't you have a seat, Ginny," she said. "This might take a minute."
I sat on the other side of the table. Kim pursed her full lips as she concentrated on finding the missing syllabi. She even used her tongue to lick her lips as she searched. Everything she did was turning me on at that point.
To distract myself, I looked around her office and spied a framed picture of a young girl.
"Who's that?" I said, tilting my head towards the picture on a bookshelf.
Kim glanced behind her. "That's my daughter Laura. She's 8 and the love of my life!"
"She looks very sweet," I said. I was officially getting aroused by someone with a lot more experience in life than me.
"Ah!" Kim said, pulling some papers from the bottom of one of the piles. "Got it!"
She handed a piece of paper to me, and I glanced down at the list of course materials, not thinking about class or ecology at all, but about my professor's incredible body.
"Um, thanks Professor, I mean Kim," I said as I stood to go.
"Don't rush off," Kim said, smiling. "Tell me a little about yourself. Why the interest in my field?"
"Well," I said, genuinely honored that someone so knowledgeable and beautiful would want to know about me. "I'm from here, in Seattle, and, um, I guess I've spent so much time camping and hiking and stuff that this major seemed to fit me."
"How so?" Kim asked.
I thought for a moment. "Well, I guess it started when we went camping on Mt. Rainier and I saw what a logging operation had done to a creek where we used to see lots of beaver and I'd fish for trout with my dad." I paused again, glancing at the paper in front of me. "I wanted to be able to fix it but had no idea how to do it."
"So, you thought Restoration Ecology might just be that way?" Kim asked.
I looked up and saw genuine interest in her face.
I nodded. "Exactly."
"Well cool!" Kim said, slamming her hand on the table. "I've actually got a project I'm just starting up on the mountain that I think'll interest you greatly!"
"Sweet!" I said.
"Listen," Kim said, making like she was going to stand. "I've got another class, but I'd love to talk about this with you more. Can you meet me for dinner - maybe at Café on the Ave over on 42nd?"
"Sure!" I said. "What time?"
"Let's do 6," Kim said, glancing at her watch.
I started to look down at my watch, but my eyes were drawn to the movement of Kim's legs under the table. As she stood, her legs parted and I got a wonderful view of her panty-covered crotch, all pink and lacy and smooth.
I quickly glanced up and wondered if she'd seen where I'd been looking. She had an interesting smile on her face but said nothing.
My heart raced all afternoon. I was sure there was nothing more to this than a learning opportunity. Still, I put on a dress, just in case.
I stood in front of the mirror in my dorm room. I'd hoped I hadn't overdone it. My dress held tightly to my D cups and rode most of the way up my legs. I let my blonde hair fall down my back and put on some make-up.
"This is silly," I said to myself. "You're making this all up in your head!"
I nearly started changing when I realized how late I was. I rushed out the door and got to the restaurant right at 6. To my relief, Kim was also in a dress. Her hair was pulled back in a clip and heels accentuated her sexy legs even more. She stood and waved me over to a table off to the side.
"You look great!" I said before I could catch myself.
"Oh, thanks!" Kim said. "I've got this thing - start of school thing with my department."
"Oh," I said, trying not to let my disappointment show.
"You look pretty good yourself!" she said, admiring my dress.
"Oh yeah," I said. "I've got a thing too. A party at my dorm."
It was true. There was a back-to-school party that night, but I hadn't planned on going - until now, and no one would be wearing a dress.
We sat and ordered burgers and fries.
