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SUMMER WITH

MRS. TAYLOR

- A Sexy Older Woman/ Younger Man Short Story from Steam Books

Logan Woods



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Chris went to the lecture hall early one night to get some of his notes in order. Professor West was already in there and he thought about introducing himself. He was becoming a little bit braver and he knew he had to introduce himself since she had asked this before. So he put his things down on the chair that he sat during every class and walked to the classroom, very conscious of what he was wearing. Today just jeans and a t-shirt but he could feel them hanging off of him.

Maybe there was a chance…

He walked down the stairs. Prof. West looked up.

“Hi” she said smiling. He couldn’t help smiling back.

“Hi,” he said, “I’m Chris.” Prof. West held her hand out, and he couldn’t help but notice there wasn’t a ring on her fingers.

“Nice to meet you Chris, thanks for introducing yourself,” she said.

“No, problem,” Chris said. He turned to walk back to his chair.

“So are you a freshman, is this your first year here?” She asked with seemingly sincere intent. Chris nodded.

“Yeah, I’m from St. Marks.”

Prof. West nodded. “Oh yeah, I know where that is. I grew up an hour from there. So how do you like it so far?”

Some students began to trickle in. Chris looked around nervous; he could feel his face tingling red. He wasn’t doing anything wrong but he couldn’t stop thinking about what her breasts must feel like. They were small but perky and though it was clear she was careful about how to dress for class, her shirt today was tight. He just wanted to look at them, but he continued to look at her eyes.