I rolled onto my stomach and looked into Jeff's blue eyes. Jeff is my boyfriend of almost a year. I know every girl says they have the best boyfriend in the world, but I really do. Let me explain: Jeff and I have been dating for almost a year and I'm still a virgin. Sure, we've done other things, but he hasn't scored that homerun yet. It's not that I don't want to, but I was raised in a religious family in a small and very Christian town. I was taught that sex is only for after marriage and I guess that's stuck. Although my family surely wouldn't condone some of the other things Jeff and I have done together...
"Jamie, it's almost 8:15," Jeff said, interrupting my thoughts. He brushed a few of my chestnut brown hairs out of my face.
"Shit! I gotta go," I said, as I hopped out of bed and pulled on my thong and skirt that lay on the floor. Like I said, my family wouldn't condone a lot of the things I do. "Midterms ended yesterday so I won't be home 'til late. I want to get a bulk of the grading done tonight."
"Damn, that Dr. Leeds works you too hard. He should be helping you with that grading."
"Honey, he does. But we have over three hundred students. God, I hate big universities."
Dr. Alan Leeds is the professor I am a TA for. As a grad student, I teach a lot of classes too and get paid more. On top of all that, Dr. Leeds has an incredible mind, is super helpful, and, well, he isn't hard on the eyes. He's 43 with dark brown hair and graying temples, which I find really sexy. He has piercing blue eyes that seem as if they can see right into the depths of your soul. I felt a little guilty because I planned on staying late grading to spend more time with Professor Leeds. Not that I think anything will happen; I wouldn't let it. But a girl can dream.
I unlocked the door to his office with two coffees in tow. I always imagine barging into his office and catching him stroking his cock or even plowing some coed from behind. In these fantasies, the coed often looks a lot like me. No, Dr. Leeds was merely at his desk sorting the stacks and stacks of exams.
I groaned. "Why do you insist on making your exams all handwritten? I understand for the essay questions, but the multiple choice? That's why they invented bubble sheets!" I complained, as I handed him his coffee.
Dr. Leeds just smiled. He's used to my complaints. "You love it, Jamie. It means you get to spend more time with me," he teased with a wink.
I blushed furiously. "Oooooh... Now I see why you insist. It's you that wants to spend time with me."
"You got me."
"Chinese or pizza?" Dr. Leeds asked. He pushed back a little in his chair from his spot next to me at his large, wooden desk.
"Pizza," I replied. "What time is it?" I stretched out my legs and my right leg brushed his.
"Seven."
"Damn. Already?"
Dr. Leeds raised an eyebrow at me.
"Oops. Sorry."
"There goes your dirty mouth again," he said with a smile.
I laughed, as I stood up to get a better stretch. I reached up high with both arms and breathed in deeply. I thought I caught Dr. Leeds watching my breasts as they heaved with my breathing and stretching. I sat on the edge of his deskβthe only part not covered in exams. Dr. Leeds stood up as well, trapping me between his body and his desk.
"What do you want on your half of the pizza?" he asked, staring into my hazel eyes.
"Surprise me, I'm starving."
"Me too," he muttered.
He took my head in his strong hands and kissed me harshly on the lips. I instinctually moaned into his mouth and pulled his body closer to mine. I let his tongue invade my mouth and ran my hands up and down his back.
Then I snapped back into reality. I pushed him away from me quickly.
"I-I can't do this. Don't get me wrong, I want to. But I can't," I stammered.
"I'm sorry. What I did was out of line," he agreed.
"Fuck, don't say that to me," I said, letting go again. I pulled him back to me and our mouths met again.
This time, it was his turn to push me away. "No, you were right. I'm married. As much as I want you..." he murmured, playing with the hem of my skirt. "...it just wouldn't be right."
"And I have a boyfriend. A great boyfriend."
Dr. Leeds leaned towards me again. He brushed some hair behind my ear and whispered, "Do you ever think of me when he's inside you?"
I blushed. "A-actually, I-I'm a virgin," I said, as I looked down.
"Shit! Are you serious?" Dr. Leeds sputtered.
I looked back up at him and smiled. "Now who's the one with the dirty mouth?"
"I'm very sorry, Jamie, but I am a very dirty man," he said, smiling back.
"Back to your question though, I do occasionally think about you when his tongue is in me or when I have him in my mouth," I said, running my hands over his chest. "Why? Do you think about me when you're with your wife?"
"Every time since you first started working for me."