Student Professor Relationship Novels & Stories

To the rest of the lecture hall, he remained the formidable, unapproachable authority figure they had known from day one. To me, however, the dynamic had subtly shifted. It wasn’t a sudden change or a dramatic breakthrough, but something built on small moments: a fraction of a second where his gaze lingered just a little longer when I raised my hand, a nod of acknowledgment when my answer brought a fresh perspective to a discussion, or the brief, professional exchanges that occasionally happened after office hours when I dropped off an extra essay or a book reference. We weren’t friends; we were professor and student, separated by decades of experience, professional boundaries, and a firmly

“And? I don’t care who she’s fucking. Is this person relevant?” “As far as cartel or mafia, maybe, but he’s not.” “Then why do I care?” She was a big girl she could fuck the entire football team as far as I cared. Her sex life wasn’t my concern. “I believe she’s having a relationship with her professor.” My interest was piqued although I still wasn’t sure if I cared or not. “Go on. Who is this guy?”

He threw his head back to laugh while my phone chimed. Opening it, it was a message from Raina: 'to save you from sounding old, here's the latest news from the gossip website (Link attached).' For some weird reasons, my heart started its abnormal pulsation. I swallowed hard and clicked on the link. "UPDATE ON THE PROFESSOR-STUDENT RELATIONSHIP (TRUSTED SOURCE). The female student and her professor have been seen driving to his home together. They spend an unusual amount of time together and are always trying to go out of town to hide their relationship. Rumor has it that she had spent the winter break with him.

Aria's arms falls as she looks around. “You're more of a slut than you think Aria and accusing me of being one is just you going lower than you've gone for any man” “Don't you fucking lie-” “Lie? Weren't you the one in his office a second of minutes ago?” I counter “Or you in there because our sweet and spotless Aria got in trouble for maybe bullying?” Her mouth quivers and her gaze begins to shake. “I'll have you know that the relationship I share with C-” I Catch myself immediately, I can’t call him by his name so casually. We don't share that bond anymore “Dr Caden is simply a teacher-student relationship or as you all know, a brother-sister relationship”

I looked at Rajiv who was, again, in front of me. Wait... I thought he was a student? Is he lying? And… I frowned as I realised something. He also called me by my last name earlier. Our classmates might notice that my professor and I know each other personally. I don't want them to get the wrong idea. Even though I'm only being hypocritical right now. It's only the first day of class but all the professors have already started teaching. It's not like it was still in high school when every first day of class the students were having fun all over campus.

“Effective immediately, the university will enforce stricter monitoring of all professor-student interactions. Any reports of inappropriate relationships will be investigated thoroughly. Faculty and students are reminded to maintain professional boundaries at all times.” She read it twice. Guilt hit her even harder. She had crossed the line completely. And now the university was watching. She skipped the rest of her classes that day. She couldn’t face Adrian. She couldn’t face Mia either. She stayed in her room, alone with her thoughts and her growing need.

"I can't think of any other alternative. Even though truthfully it makes me kind of uncomfortable going to your house. But then again, I think we are beyond the point now that it shouldn't even matter." "Are you concerned about me being your professor?" Duh. Earth to Belikov. "Obviously. Pretty sure a student teacher relationship is highly forbidden." I tell him. "Brenna, Brenna, Brenna...you are in college now and a full grown woman. It is certainly not forbidden. It may be frowned upon, but there is no rule against it. Although I will say I do love hearing you acknowledging this as a relationship. To think you were hardly able to look at me last night. Just imagine what tomorrow might brin

Inhaling like I was oxygen and he’d been drowning. I trembled. Oh God. I should be pulling away. Shoving him off. This was wrong on every level. He was my client. A student. And I was older. Too old for this. Worse of all… if the university ever found out, I’d be fired. Labeled. Disgraced. No reference. No second chances. One headline: Professor crosses the line with pro athlete. My knees buckled slightly as his fingers slipped lower, brushing just above my hip bone, like he was about to turn me around and….

“So, did you two do it yet?” I blink from over the rim of the cup. Vaughn groaned from my side. I refuse to look at him as I continue to sip. “I’m asking if you guys slept together or not.” I choked on the coffee. He quickly runs to my aid with paper towels and rubs my back soothingly. “Can you stop?” he gritted out to her. But she is laughing at our reaction. “You have to understand, he is just my professor and i his student. He just helps me with my studies and that’s all.”

I mean, we did spend a lot of time together last year, but I have never once thought of it as nothing more than a student who enjoyed talking to her teacher. “Professor, let go of my hand,” I say after a couple of minutes. He sighs and releases me. “I’m sorry.” “Professor, we may have been getting too close. Let’s keep our distance from now on.” “Mai, I thought we were….” “Is everything ok?” I spin and see Kendra, my bodyguard, at the door. She looks between Professor Stewart and me and then back at me. “Everything is fine. I’m having a chat with my student. Who are you?” He inquires, clearly annoyed with the interruption.