Hey all, wanted to share a hot experience from college that I think about regularly.
Me: (At the time) 19, white, short, busty, brown hair
Him: 38, black, tall, athletic
I had a professor in my first year of college who I became friends with. He befriended a lot of students, he just had that sort of really likable personality. We even kept in touch over the summer, so when we’d see each other on campus the following year, we always said hello and talked. I had a little crush on him, so I liked being able to see him regularly. He was handsome, funny, how could I help myself?
One night, I was getting out of class late. I lived off campus with a couple friends, so I was prepared to walk back to my apartment, I had before and it was fine, but I ran into him. He asked if he could give me a ride, I accepted, and he drove me the few blocks. That night, I felt an impulse, and told him my roommates weren’t home tonight, inviting him in for a few minutes.