ChristopherโI think my wife would be happy to see me trying, but she would not be happy to see me failing.โHe studied me. โI donโt think youโre failing. You donโt strike me as the kind of man who fails at anything. You might not be doing it perfect, but none of us do. It helps to have a good woman to guide you and slap you upside the head when youโre really screwing up.โI chuckled. โI know sheโs probably looking for something to smack me with.โโI bet things will settle down soon. All you can do is be there. Pull them back when they get close to the edge and try to steer them down the right path. Itโs a fine line to be right beside and just behind them. They have to spread their wings in order to learn who they are, but it can get tricky.โI sighed, thinking about Olinโs need to find out who he was. โI wish there was a way to know for sure. I keep thinking back to my childhood and those little moments that seemed insignificant to myself and my parents, but ultimately helped shape w
LeilaI flipped the page on my notes and saw I had covered all I needed to for the day. I was on a roll. Class was going to be over right on time. That was always the sign of a good day. I tended to get a little long-winded at times and ended up speed talking through the final minutes of my lecture.โAll right, thatโs all I have today, but I do have one more tidbit of information to share,โ I teased. โWednesday will be your first test.โThere were groans. As expected. โYouโll all do fine. This is an easy oneโassuming youโve been paying attention.โI watched as the smiles slipped away and the students filed out. Did they actually think they were going to sail through the entire class without a test? It was a class with credits. I looked up and saw Christopher waiting.โHey,โ I greeted him. โWhatโs up?โโI wanted to personally apologize for not being able to take you up on your offer to help me out, especially after I had asked for it.โโItโs no problem, really.โโI hope you didnโt clea
LeilaMy stomach turned. He was going to fire me. I could see it on his face. โIโm sorry to hear that,โ I managed to get out the words despite my tongue trying to embed itself on the roof of my mouth.โItโs part of the job.โโWhatโs going on Dean Johnson?โ I asked, not interested in beating around the bush. If he was going to fire me, I wanted it over with. I was already writing my resume in my head.โWeโve got a situation. I was informed last week that one of our esteemed professors has been involved in a sexual relationship with a student.โMy mouth fell open. โWhat?โHe nodded, rubbing a hand over his forehead. โYes. Itโs not something I ever want to deal with. Our school has some very clear policies about this. It is never okay to sleep with a student.โโI understand,โ I said, still not sure why he was telling me.โI have been running an investigation and the things I have uncovered are not only disturbing, but disappointing. I just donโt understand what is happening these days. S
ChristopherI was a little embarrassed to admit I had to ask directions to the library. Twice. I wasnโt the library type. Never had been. Even when I was in school, I hadnโt used the library. It was so quiet. It creeped me out a little. I kind of liked chaos.I walked into the library, finding it nearly empty. I reminded myself that most students were at home enjoying their winter break. I scanned the many empty tables and wondered if there was somewhere specific I was supposed to be meeting Leila. I was a few minutes early, I reminded myself.โChristopher,โ I heard my name and spun around.โHi,โ I whispered.She laughed softly. โI donโt think you have to whisper.โThere was a whispered shushing noise. I turned to see a couple of what could only be called geeks, sitting at a table with a stack of thick books. I was going to make the assumption they were some kind of science majors.โSorry,โ I whispered, earning more scowls.โOver here,โ Leila said gesturing with her head.I followed h
ChristopherโI think itโs interesting that the Greeks were really the forward-thinkers in history. While the Greeks themselves didnโt necessarily openly practice homosexuality or polygamy, the gods and goddesses they worshipped certainly did.โโWhy do you think people are so fascinated with Greek mythology?โ I asked her. โI mean I know the obvious reasons, but I have been doing a lot of reading and many believe the myths tend to be very erotic, the stuff of sexual fantasies.โShe nodded. โI think humans like the idea of being free to do anything their hearts desire. Imagine being beautiful and seeing someone you were attracted to. Imagine there being no rules about what you could or couldnโt do with that person. No one would dare stop you or lecture you for the way you liked sex or how often you liked it.โI felt an odd stirring. She spoke very openly about sex. Not just sex, but eroticism. โI suppose that would certainly remove some inhibitions.โโThere are countless stories of sex l
LeilaI knew it was bad. I knew it was wrong. Kissing a student in the library was dangerous business. I didnโt care. I was desperate for his touch. His kisses were hungry and stirring up something deep inside my belly. I felt like a volcano beginning a slow eruption. Hot lava pumped through my veins, making me feel flushed and twitchy at the same time.It was too good to be bad.My mouth opened wider, sucking the manโs face as I pulled him closer to me. I got lost in the moment. I forgot all about where I was or who I was kissing. It was that good. His firm hand on the back of my neck, holding my face against his felt like a vice. I liked it. It felt good to be manhandled a little.I squeezed his thigh before leaning forward and wrapping my arm around his back. One of his arms wrapped around me and pulled me up.So much better. I moaned, rubbing myself against his body. I had to lean my head back and go up on my toes to meet his exuberant kisses. Both his strong arms wrapped around
LeilaโOh god,โ I moaned, the sound more of a keening as my body wept over his fingers.He pulled his fingers out, pushed his underwear down, and spun me around. I leaned against the wall, my cheek pressed against the surface as I gasped for air. My body was still vibrating, shaking and trembling as the last vestiges of the orgasm slowly rained over me.His hand moved to my thigh, spreading my legs before grabbing my hip and jerking me backwards. The gentle man I had known had vanished. In his place was the hard and aggressive man behind me, spreading me wide and bending me over in the secret room of my school library.His cock brushed over my inner thighs as he rubbed himself over me. I turned to look over my shoulder, watching as he guided himself to my opening. He gently pushed the tip in. He was much larger than the two fingers that had been inside me.I wiggled my hips a little, adjusting myself to better accommodate him. He pushed in a little more. I felt my body stretching, ope
ChristopherI felt like I had just robbed a bank or done something equally illegal. I had stopped in the menโs room after leaving Leila in the attic area. We certainly couldnโt walk out together, and I was not quite that confident I didnโt have some kind of evidence on me. I felt guilty as hell.Guilty and oh so satisfied.After a quick check in the mirror, a little finger combing through my hair, I was confident I had removed any traces of the fact I had just gotten laid in the library. That sounded like the statement of a teen. I was still coming to terms with what I had done.I opened the library doors, stepping into the cool December air and making my way down the path towards the parking lot where my truck was waiting for me. I could smell her on me as I walked. I was sure it was probably in my head, but her scent lingered. I was half-tempted to lift my fingers to my nose and inhale.I didnโt. I resisted the urge. Partly because I didnโt want to get a woody while I was walking on
LeilaHe looked at me and smiled but didnโt answer me. He parked the truck in the empty parking lot of the bar not far from the house. It was the same bar we had met up at on New Yearโs Eve. Since moving in, we had become regulars at the bar, getting to know the staff very well.โCome on,โ he said jumping out of the truck.โI donโt understand,โ I said climbing out. โIsnโt everyone going to be waiting for us? You were the one who said we were going to be late. I donโt think we have time for a drink.โโWill you just come on,โ he said. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the door. I noticed all the lights were off.โChristopher, theyโre closed.โHe pushed open the unlocked door, which seemed very odd to me. We walked into the bar. There was a flash of lights and a cacophony of surprises echoing around me. I clapped my free hand over my mouth, taking in the huge banner that said congratulations, and the hundreds of twinkle lights hanging from the ceiling.โOh my God,โ I gasped.โSurp
LeilaOne year laterI reviewed the admissions essay for another potential student. I loved reading the essaysโmost of the time. Some were absolute garbage, but the majority warmed my heart. I loved reading about the struggles and triumphs of the young people who wanted to attend our school for their educational needs. I always felt like we were the ones being interviewed.Students had thousands of options and when they applied to our school, I felt like we should be proud they had chosen us from the thousands. It had been a long year and the university was still recovering from the scandal that the deanโs extortion had brought on. I felt like we were making headway. It was being talked about less and less and I was hoping by this time next year, it would be a distant memory.My position as associate dean was implemented as a prevention method. Dean Johnson had been allowed to run unchecked, which made him feel invincible. Now, our new dean had me. It was a system of checks and balanc
LeilaโYouโre going to kill me if you keep doing that,โ I told him with a shaky voice.โI love watching you come apart in my arms,โ he said before angling his hips and pushing the head of his cock into my opening.I closed my eyes. Two orgasms and no penetration had left me slick and swollen. He pushed, gently probing my opening with his cock. โYouโre tight and swollen,โ he breathed out the words on a painful breath.โIโm ready,โ I told him, looking directly into his eyes.He pushed himself a little deeper inside. Both of us sucked in a breath as powerful sensations rocked through our bodies. He held himself up on shaking arms before sliding inside a little bit at a time. I couldnโt breathe. I felt like our souls were joining. I could feel his essence merging with mine. We stared into each otherโs eyes, the joining nearly complete.The last inch of his thick cock filled me. My eyes dropped closed, wanting to lock in all the sensations I was feeling right then. I felt a tear slide down
LeilaHis sweet kiss sparked a hot fire within. He loved me. I had probably repeated the phrase in my head a hundred times since he said it. He loved me. A sexy, beautiful, kind man loved me. I didnโt think it was possible. I was convinced I wasnโt worthy for so long. I never imagined I could ever experience true love with a man that checked all the boxes.โMaybe we should go upstairs?โ I whispered against his lips.โI think that sounds like a very good idea. Go ahead and go up while I lock up down here.โI headed upstairs, running my hand along the banister and imagined us going up to bed together every night. We hadnโt talked about any of that, but I realized in that moment, I was ready for the real deal. I went into his room, turned on the fireplace and shut off the lights. I stripped out of the clothes I wore for our night out and crawled onto the bed naked as the day I was born. I did my best to pose in a seductive fashion, waiting for him to come in.I heard his footsteps on the
ChristopherLeila nodded, still sipping the wine. I knew the look on her face. She was in deep thought about something. I waited for her to say what it was.โAnd you?โ she finally asked. โWill you be picking up where you left off with your classes?โI sighed. It was something I had been thinking about quite a bit. I had to do a lot of introspection into my life and what I wanted. โNo.โShe turned to look at me. โReally? You canโt let one bad dean ruin your idea of a good education. I promise, he does not represent the entire school. The rest of the professors are greatโmost of them.โI smiled. โIt has nothing to do with the dean. Itโs about me.โโYou donโt want to go to college?โI shook my head. โNot anymore. I donโt need to. I was looking for something. I found it. There are other things I would prefer to do with my time.โโWhat were you looking for?โ she asked.โI was looking for understanding. I needed assurance that things were okay for Carlie.โShe looked confused. โIโm not sure
ChristopherI grabbed Leilaโs hand and pulled her towards the mini Ferris wheel. She was giggling, resisting at first but eventually following along. We climbed in the seat and were quickly buckled in before the car started to move forward while the next couple boarded.โI donโt know if I like heights,โ she told me.โI guess weโre about to find out,โ I answered.She was smiling big. โThis is nuts.โโThis is fun. Look, thereโs Olin!โโOlin!โ she shouted his name, waving her arms.Olin looked up at us and grinned, waving back as the car went up a little higher. It wasnโt long before the ride began to move, taking us high above the fair. We had done dinner and happened to see the rides and tents set up. It was irresistible. Even Olin had been on board to come along.Once the ride was over, we made our way over to the bumper cars where we were supposed to meet Olin. โHe looks like he is having a good time,โ Leila commented.I watched Olin laughing as he rammed a young woman in another car
LeilaChristopher nodded. โYes. He never wanted to get another degree. His wife made him go undercover. There is a camera in the deanโs office. He knew it was there, so all the video theyโve obtained will be legal to use against him.โโWhy would he commit a felony on camera?โHe grinned. โBecause he thought it didnโt work. I have a feeling he purposely broke it. It was fixed and the police have been monitoring him. Today when I went in there, he asked me again for money.โI let out a breath. โHoly shit. I donโt even know what to say. This is the craziest thing Iโve ever heard.โHe laughed. โI know. I was in shock. I wasnโt sure if I was going to get arrested.โโI canโt believe Alan never told us!โ I said a little irritated.โHe couldnโt. He didnโt want to risk me acting different or saying the wrong thing. They had to let it play out.โI shook my head. โI almost quit. If they hadnโt busted him when they did, I would have quit for nothing. Wait, the police know it was me?โโAlan knows
LeilaI tossed another file folder into the box. I was taking everything that was my personal property. My lesson plans and my research were mine. I wasnโt about to leave them behind for someone else to poach. I had put in the time and energy into creating my lectures and tests. They were my personal property and if the dean tried to stop me, Iโd give him hell.I threw in the answer sheet to the multiple-choice test as well. My replacement would have to grade the tests sitting on my desks without the answer sheet. It was my way of thumbing my nose at the institution. I found myself angry. I wasnโt even sad. I was pissed.I had come back to campus thinking I could just pick up where I had left off. I couldnโt. I realized I would never feel secure in my job. I would always be looking over my shoulder, waiting for the dean to surprise me with an accusation or an insinuation.I thought about how he had tried to blackmail Christopher and realized he was not the kind of man I wanted to work
ChristopherThe detective left, leaving me and Alan alone in the office. I stared at Alan, absolutely dumbfounded. โWhat the hell?โAlan laughed. โSorry I had to keep you in the dark, but we needed this all to play out just right.โโWe? Who is we?โโThe cops. My wife. Me.โI studied him carefully. โWho are you?โโI am who I say I am, but I did not sign up for more classes because Iโm interested in pursuing any more education. The last thing I want to do in my golden years is study and take tests while hanging out with a bunch of kids. My wife made me do it.โโMade you do what?โ I asked feeling like I had skipped several chapters in a book and was missing the bulk of the story.โGo undercover,โ he said with a grin.โAs an old guy in college?โโIโve been talking to students and trying to get information on the dean. Almost a year ago, a young man from an affluent family came to my wife and asked for help. As it turns out, the dean had been extorting him for months. He pulled the same sh