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Between the Sheets: Professor Fantasies

7 Aug

We sat there, not doing anything important. I was busy staring and by staring I mean fantasizing at the lovely man in front of me, as I had been accustomed to doing.   He broke the silence with ” You are all my students”.  A gut reaction made me say, ” I am not your student any longer.” It had a tone that would require a wink after it, but since I do not wink, there wasn’t any winking.

” You’re right,” he said ” Now we can sleep together…”

My face probably did something funny.

” Uhm, you know, like technically… I was kidding of course.”

” Of course,” I squealed as I tried to think of something else to say.

Could this really happen. I mean three years worth of classes, watching him stand in front of the classroom looking adorable and getting me all hot and bothered with his mind.

We continued watching whatever was on the screen, I remember nothing.  He moved a little closer to me. Fuck yes, I thought. D for the win! I was sure I was sweating profusely, nerves were setting in, he moved closer. When he could get any closer he faced  me and kissed me. WHAT! I was in shock, frozen. Move, move, participate, PARTICIPATE! I thought to myself, and I did.

Things were getting hot and heavy. I was as happy as a kid in a toy store. And by that I mean my  professor fantasies were coming true, I was awesome. It was as whimsical as I expected.  Mind blowing.

… and then I woke up.




Between the Sheets: Friends

3 Jul

So what does happen when you sleep with a friend?

You laugh.

If there is no laughing. You aren’t friends.

I am a firm believer in everything I have just said. This is through experience. Recent experience.

Let’s call this friend LP, and that is how he will be referred to from now on.  Sometimes things happen unexpectedly. Or rather, I should say, that somewhere buried in the back of your mind, behind lengthy conversations, useless facts, and drunken nights, lies the drop of knowledge that something may occur.You know that feeling?  It is a coin toss.

I could say I was wasted. But that would be a lie. I was just… uhm… drunk enough.That time of  the night where you still have thoughts and worries but you don’t give a fuck. Well Watching a movie on the couch turned into a late night special  ( doesn’t it always)…

I was a tiny bit worried, I have a severe phobia of awkwardness. SEVERE. But, we laughed. Pretty much the whole time. Like little school girls, wait that was a creepy analogy under these circumstances. Forget I said that.

I am pretty sure  a “that’s what she said ” or two were involved… maybe more.  It was sort of like a scene from what I would categorize as an American Pie-esque film, only less ridiculous and more entertaining.

So LP and I continued to laugh the weekend away and remained in awe of the complete lack of awkwardness. And this is the way life should be.

Till next time,

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