My last story, as long as it was, seemed to go over OK if the upvotes are any indication, so I thought I’d type up another:
When this happened, I’m about 22, went back to school at a city college part time. It’s my second or third semester and winter is closing in, good old cuffing season. I’m not really socializing with the students much because I don’t have much in common with them, but I get placed in a literature class with this adjunct who’s maybe 26. Slim body, nice legs, brunette of about medium height with one of those milky fair complexions. She laughs easily and dresses well but you can tell she’s pretty bookish and maybe a little bit of a lonely soul.
This is a poor college town and most of the decent girls are tied to the university somehow, so at this time I’m semi-seriously dating another grad student, a history major. This one’s a little curvier than I usually go for but DDD top-heavy and likes to be dominated, so she’s a lot of fun, but she’s getting needy about a commitment, has no real job prospects, and wants to move somewhere I’m definitely not going. It’s running on fumes and I’ve already started hanging out with a townie Puerto Rican MILF on the side who hates her boyfriend, she’s reasonably freaky, looks good hanging around in my t-shirts, and doesn’t ask for much, so whatever happens happens.