Class was a bit awkward that morning for Dr. S and I, but I think we made it through without any other students being suspicious.
I arrived to the class room first and Dr. S came in about seven minutes later saying that she was held up at a staff budget meeting.
If we hadn't spent last night having amazing hot sex together I would have believed it, and somehow she still managed to come into class looking completely put together.
I did notice however she made quite a bit less eye contact than usual and was not looking for me to participate very much in class discussion.
So I clung to my Red Bull and pulled my hoodie over my hat and put on my best hung over face. I figured that should work after all I am in a room full of traditional age college sophomores.
After class ended I went to Dr. S's office when I got there she told me to close the door behind me so we could discuss how the tutoring session went last night.
I figured she said this because her office was located in the education suite and I would guess she was covering her tracks because I was definitely not tutoring a student last night.
So I closed the door, Dr. S also told me to pull the blind on the window of the door. So I said what is going on now, was last night just a onetime fluke?
Dr. S said I don't know, but I do know there is a strict policy regarding students and relationships with their teachers, and what happened last night is considered by the university a big no no.
Come on, I said there is only two years difference between us, the only reason why I am a college student at my age is because I took a break.
Dr. S looked perplexed I could tell she was torn between more possible nights of pure unadulterated pleasure and the possibility of those nights being sniffed out by other students or the dean.
What is the big deal? We are both consenting legal adults, I know there is an ethical issue because I am taking your class, but we both know my grades in this class kick ass or we wouldn't have fucked in the first place. You are right Dr. S replied.
I like you but Dani, you are the first person I have been interested in, in a long time that I could actually hold an intelligent conversation with, but I could lose my job over this.
I am stuck in a tough place right now I am sure you can understand the veracity of the situation.
I do understand, but I also understand last night was amazing and I know you feel the same. We just need to come up with a solution to our predicament.
I know if we continue with any sort of relationship that it would have to be on the "q t." I also know if we were to go to most places in the city that we would run the risk of being seen by students, or other staff and faculty at the university.
So let's just keep things between us simple, quiet, and out of the public. I will have to think about it Dr. S said. My heart sank, it felt as if there was a brick in my stomach, Ok I said just let me know what you decide the sooner the better.
The next week I was pretty much a raging bitch, my friends couldn't figure it out and I couldn't let them know what was going on due to the fact that some of them were students.
I worked on my classes like a mad man trying to pass time and keep thoughts of Dr. S out of my mind. My class with her was complete torture I had to see her up there in person three times a week.
I was about ready to fucking explode with frustration when I received an e-mail at my student account from Dr. S. it said that we needed to discuss my grade.
What the fuck I thought, my grade in that class kicks ass. I bet I just opened up a can because I fucked Dr. S and now she is trying to make it look like I need help discussing things I discussed in church when I was 12.
Oh well at least if I go talk to her about my supposed grade I can chat about another matter at heart.
The meeting was to be at her office at 5pm. Weird I thought faculty offices close at 4pm. Whatever I thought it's her world now. I got to her office at about five and she was at her desk.
