I've always had a desire for women older than myself. This isn't to say I'm not attracted to younger women, but there's something I've enjoyed about being the younger partner that has a certain thrill, a level of ecstasy that can't be duplicated. If you've experienced that level of gratification, then you know what I mean.
When I was in school, thought about one teacher I had. She was a curvy english teacher with breasts that could only be contained by her jacket. She had sky blue eyes and always wore her long blonde hair down. She wasn't a tall woman, but she didn't need to be. She was perfect the way she was made. While she went on about prepositions, adjectives, and punctuation. I would go on to my perverted, hormone driven sex world.
One day as my classmates and I were leaving class, my sensually dressed teacher kept me behind citing that there was an issue with homework that needed to be discussed. Whenever this happened, she left the door open, but this day was different. She had closed the door leaving me perplexed as to the nature of our meeting. She asked me why I had chosen the book I chose and why I thought it be appropriate. I didn't mean to be so racy. I had done everything right as she had said. I drew closer to her to explain the content. That's when her behavior would take a more unprofessional turn.