This story has 6 chapters so I felt a back story was important. Please bear with the first chapter as not much sexual happens until the end but the rest of the chapters shouldn't disappoint. If you are offended by non-consent stories please do not continue reading.
Chapter 1
Young Carli finds herself in a compromising situation.
Carli Thompson grew up in a small town with only one high school. As an 18 year old senior she was one of the oldest in her class and well liked by the boys in her class. Interestingly, her boyfriend's dads always seemed to pay more attention to her than did her boyfriends. Carli wasn't naïve to the fact that the older men seemed to be around when she was in a bathing suit or in a tennis skirt. She routinely busted them stealing a glance or two of her in her tight tennis uniform but one really could't blame the poor dads as Carli was known to be a flirt. At just the right moment she would bend over and pick up a tennis ball so that her new fans could get a good view of her long legs and perfect ass. She always seemed to know what she could get away with and she totally took advantage of it.
At pool parties, she would make sure to get uncomfortably close to the male parents to see what reaction she would get. Her go to move was to fold her arms, push up her perky tits, lean over the poolside bar and watch the poor men squirm. It usually resulted in stiffer than usual poolside drinks as the men tried not to stare at her chest. She even caught one of the dads peeking through the window as she was changing but never called him out on it. She loved all of the attention because 'it had its perks'. Besides free alcohol, she was frequently showered with gifts and one dad even offered to pay for her to travel to Europe after high school. To be honest, she had always been more attracted to older men and if she could get something out of it 'who was really being hurt' she would think to herself.
Carli was somewhat sexually experienced, at least as much as any typical 18 year old in her town. She played spin the bottle occasionally and was even dared into kissing one of her girlfriends at a party. Everyone really got a kick out of that one and although she pretended to be embarrassed afterward, she had to admit it was hot. She waited until senior year to loose her virginity to a good looking swimmer in her grade but secretly she had a crush on his military dad (which was typical of her relationships). She would frequently think of older men when making out and doing other things with her boyfriends but never admitted that fact to anyone except her college roommate Hana. Carli enjoyed sex and was never attached to any of her lovers. She saw sex as a fun experience and nothing more.
Carli was now a 20 year old second year student at Duke University. Before college she did fairly well in high school but was mainly accepted into Duke because of her tennis prowess. For as long as she could remember Carli excelled at tennis. She won state and regional tournaments routinely and she was being courted by multiple big-name colleges. Carli knew that tennis wouldn't be her career and so when applying she made sure to interview at schools that had a great computer and technology reputation. She finally decided on Duke for its reputation, education and it didn't hurt that Duke had one of the hottest tennis coaches around. Dukes women's coach Sayid Davtyan was an Armenian born tennis pro who had been at the school for 10 years and was very well respected. He and Carli had an instant connection during her visit to Duke... even though he was 15 years her elder.
Being a tennis player, Carli had a typical athletic tennis player physique. Maybe a 34 B size chest, athletic well built legs and a tight and muscular midsection. She had medium length dirty blonde hair that she usually wore in a ponytail.
At Duke, she did fairly well but struggled over time to keep her GPA above a 3.4 average that was required to keep her scholarship. A rigorous practice schedule coupled with the fact that she had a job meant her life was pretty stressful to say the least. And if that wasn't bad enough her coach was constantly ridding her about her grades. This coupled by the fact that she saw him as 'mysterious' and thought there was something 'dangerous' about him but "couldn't put her finger on why" made the situation all the more stressful.
Fortunately Carli met Hana Sato, a beautiful Japanese exchange student, freshmen year. Hana was 'practically a genius' according to Carli. She and Carli became friends freshman year when they were randomly assigned to be roommates together. Both of them shared many interests including their major and being on the tennis team. Hana tutored Carli often and the two became very close over the last 2 years.
Over the course of two years Hana and Carli were practically inseparable. They supported each other and were there for each other through good times and bad, school stress and boyfriends and even kidded that if they weren't 'so straight' they would probably be a couple.
Hana was petite but had larger than average breasts. They were easily a 36c and something that she was somewhat embarrassed about. When she wasn't playing tennis she wore oversized clothes to hide her physique, likely the influence of her very strict parents. Initially, Carli gave Hana a hard time about the way she dressed and her modest/polite almost cliche Japanese appearance but she knew that that was how she was raised. Hana wasn't as flirtatious or outgoing as her roommate but wanted to be and was making efforts every semester to break out of her shell. The truth was however, that if it wasn't for Carli, Hana would probably still be a virgin. Carli was a guy magnet and set Hana up on dates all the time. Being athletes gave them access to locker rooms and hot fit guys and having Carli as a friend was a deadly combination.
"My counselor told me I need to take a science this year but I have no idea what to take...any suggestions?" Carli asked her roommate.
"There's always Neuro-Psychology." She responded.
"What? Are you crazy?" Carli barked back. "Didn't half the class practically fail last semester?...and I heard Dr. Hogue was more interested in his research than teaching."
"Well I didn't think it was that bad." Hana bragged as she looked for a clean shirt to wear for the day.
"Look at meeee.. I'm a genius." Carli laughingly mocked Hana and snatched the shirt she was holding and threw it across the room. "No seriously," Carli added "I need an easy class that I can Ace or my scholarship is toast. After that calculus class last semester I'm barely holding a 3.3 average."
With a half serious look Hana responded. "Well he is older and... I did hear he has a thing for hot blonds so you could just sleep your way to that A."
Carli quickly smashed a pillow into her face and they laughed hysterically for a few minutes.
Although professor Victor Hogue (Vick for short) was totally her type, Carli new Hana was joking and was just trying to push her buttons.
"Seriously... for real...is that a class I should take...I mean could I make an A in it?"
Hana walked around the sofa to get her shirt off the ground. She was still in her sports bra and was not comfortable. "The secret to that class is to somehow get into his lab. He loves his work and if you show interest I'm sure he'll take that into consideration when giving out final grades...plus you've got me. That class is fresh in my mind. I can help you study and it'll be fine. You might like it, some of his research is right up your ally." She continued. "Remember when I had that shoulder injury last semester and no one could believe how fast I recovered... that was due to his help. Didn't you tweak your hamstring last practice?" She asked.
"How....wait... what do you mean?" Carli asked.
"You'll think it's hoaky but I swear it worked."
"Try me." Carli replied.
