The Dress II

I had to get a few things clarified by this lecturer, so I headed into university to do just that. I trawled through the rabbit warren of the campus trying to locate her office. Went through the work fairly quickly, I was missing a page of from the example, hence why I couldn't follow it. I'll reproduce the conversation from then on as best I can.

Her: "Wanklogger, I saw you last week", said cautiously

Me: "Well I was in the class, and we only have at most 15 people in it"

Her: "No, not that. I mean during the break", said cautiously

Me: "Oh, that"

Her: "I'm not upset. I am flattered though, a young guy like you admiring someone like me?"

Me: "I like older women, and I liked your choice of underwear"

Her: "Well, as flattered as I am, I have to stop you. The university does not allow me to be involved with students, it's a violation of of the code of ethics. I could lose my job, and you could be disciplined. Not to mention, I am married" (It is after all a class about ethics :))

Me: "If it is that way, it's that way"

Her: "Wait! Tell me about it"

Me: "It?"

Her: "Last week, what happened afterwards?"

Me: "Well, I first of all thought I must have been hallucinating, but I wasn't. Then I glanced at your face and saw that you weren't looking at me, so I figured you had forgot I was there or something."

Her: "And?"

Me: "Right, so I kept on looking, and got err.."

Her: "Hard? I am 48, Wanklogger, I'm not a fool"

Me: "Ok then, so yeah, I got hard. Then the rest of the class showed up and the fun was all over"

Her: "What about after the class?"

Me: "Went home, had dinner, watched some TV, went for a walk"

Her: "That it?"

Me: "Not really. I then wrote about it for my blog. Do you want the address?"

Her: "Would you mind?"

Me: "Sort of, I am keeping it and my real world self apart as much as I can"

Her: "Then don't. Anything else?"

Me: "Yeah, later that night, I jerked off, with your image for inspiration"

Her: "No one has ever said that to me before. Was it good?"

Me: "It was great!"

Her: "Ok, I will do something for you, but you can't tell people, the whole ethics thing"

Me: "Fine. Blog? It's anonymous"

Her: "That's ok. Tell your readers I said hi" She says hi.

Her: "Close your eyes"

I wait 10 seconds.

Her: "Now open them"

She had peeled her top up and past her breasts, exposing them fully to the world and my eyes.

Her: "Go home, take care of that (pointing at my crotch), and remember this isn't happening again"

I walked back to my car, barely able to keep a thought still in my head. I got home, and took care of my dick. Unfortunately, it looks like the next lot of work is straightforward. Damn.