To try and earn a bit extra when I was in college, I was a research assistant for one of my professors in college. He was a nice man and I liked him. He was friendly and knowledgeable, easy to talk to, and I soon had a crush on him. The more time I spent with him, the more I wanted to be around him. I’m sure he was used to female students having these sorts of feelings develop and usually fended them off. He seemed to like me though, and I decided to just be blunt and ask him if we could have an affair.
He said he wanted to with me as well, so we began our clandestine affair. He was surprisingly shy, it was cute, he was not an overly aggressive man, it almost seemed like I had to take the lead, and I was more than happy to do so. Many nights after I’d finish helping him with the research I was doing for him, we’d fuck right there in his office. Lots of times we went back to his house and I loved that, he had a nice home and lived alone, he was divorced and I was very comfortable there.
His cock was a good size, nice and thick and he could stay hard for a long time. Long enough for me to cum twice with him inside of me and he would always wait to cum until I had gotten as many orgasms as I wanted. I loved it. We carried on until I finished college and moved away for a job. We parted on friendly terms and it’s been a fond memory for us both ever since. I went back once and we had a nice weekend together and we picked right up where we left off, easy as pie.
