I took some biology classes in my college. I’m a 32yo fit, pretty woman with a good boyfriend. This professor was hilarious, smart (PhD), interesting and extrovert. Full of energy.
Physically, no more than 6ft. fit, white hair, tanned but I was pretty sure as a young guy he was a handsome blond guy.
At the very beginning I wasn’t attracted sexually to him, but along the year, sharing more and more with him, I developed a sexual crush on him.
I had classes twice a week with him, for many hours. While we were performing experiments, he would talk about his life: he was married, likes to workout and travel, plays music… he is much better and interesting than many men of my age.
I started to dress and wear make up for him. Before every class, I’d choose my clothes to look stunning for him. Actually one day, I saw how he was looking at my breasts, and I loved it. When I needed to talk to my classmates over the benches of the laboratory, I used to bend over careless, so he could see my ass and maybe give him a good wet dream that night. At least for me, many times I dreamed about having sex with him over his desk.
Every single moment of that class I made questions related to the lectures, I wanted his attention on me, and actually I used to get jealous if other girls were talking to him. Also I got excellent grades because I didn’t want to disappoint him.
After 6 months, I noticed how he changed his attitude towards me: he avoided talking to me, not answering my questions and emails, not even looking at me. I noticed how nervous he was in my presence . Even when accidentally we touched arms or hands while working, he used to excuse himself so badly.
I kept my distance since he looked so nervous, but at the same time I was happy that he realized how much I was attracted to him. In the very last classes, I stayed to ask him some questions related to the upcoming exam, but he tried to keep it short. While he was explaining the answers of my questions, I used to look at him with very deep eyes, biting my lips, posing my body with a lot of confidence. Absolutely no signs. I just wanted a kiss, or at least to know how hot I was for him. But nothing.
When we received our exams (I got A+) he wrote nice paragraphs to my classmates stating how wonderful they were and the excellent job they made on their researches, even to the people who didn’t got perfect grades. My exam just said “good job”. I was furious, mad! I don’t want that A+, I want you!
I know you adore your wife, and you wont risk your job and family for a silly sexy lady, but I just wanted to tell you how hot you are, and I still daydream about you.
Sometimes, I go through the NSFW subreddits photos, thinking that you are posting those hot pictures. I hope one day I can find you.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/c827zf/my_professor_64m_makes_me_wet
Thanks for sharing. You write well.
The fact that this does not end with you guys sleeping together or sharing intimacy of any kind makes it even better.