My name is Will. I’m a college freshman, and I’m pretty normal for my age. I get along well with my classmates and my professors, but I’ve never had a very good love life. That wasn’t until a professor took a shine to me and we got to know each other well. Well, a little too well. 

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It was the first day of class, and I made friends with a guy, Oliver Peyton, or OP for short. OP was someone I can trust and tell everything to. We always snuck out of our dorm on Friday nights to crash the craziest parties on campus. These parties were so huge, that I even saw some professors going to them. I mean, not that I care, but the more the merrier. Some professors gave me extra credit if they saw me at the parties. 

One professor I had, Dr. Amy Tyler was always at the parties OP and I went to. Dr. Tyler was my history professor, and she was one of those professors that gave extra credit for going to parties. She was divorced and her husband had custody of her kids, so I imagined she was pretty lonely. I mean, she wasn’t old, but she was in her 30s and still looked hot for that age. I was just a college kid with no experience with love outside of just one girlfriend, but could I really have feelings for Dr. Tyler? 

It was a Friday night and everyone was going to a BYOB party in an almost-abandoned dorm basement. It used to be a storage room, but there was some old stored stuff down there. OP and his new girlfriend, Jade, came over to our dorm with some juniors, Lauren, Matt, and Kelsey, who had already got the booze. 

“C’mon, the party’s already started!” OP said, as he took me by the hand. We all walked huddled together in the chilly October night. Eventually, we made it to the dorm where the party was. Matt and Jade carried the drinks while the rest of us walked in. 

The place was packed with people from all walks of life. I thought I even saw some high school kids there, and maybe some people not affiliated with the school! I sat down on an old couch, and there next to me was Dr. Tyler. She had long black hair and dazzling blue eyes, and she was dressed in a skin-tight shirt and a tight skirt.. 

“Hi,” I shyly said as I played a little with my hands. Dr. Tyler said to me, 

“Hey, Will!” I blushed as she came a little closer to me. “You know, this party is getting pretty boring.” I got pretty fidgety and asked her,

“What do you mean?” Dr. Tyler patted my thigh, and it felt like electricity burst through my body. She took my waist, and we made out in front of everyone. I wanted so badly to be with her, to know all her boundaries, and I wanted to break them.

It was Monday morning, and I went back to Dr. Tyler’s class. As I passed by her, she gave me a wink and a note reading, “Library Dining Hall, Friday After Class,” and her phone number. Did I have a girlfriend? I didn’t know how the school staff felt about it, but I’ve heard about this happening before.

I kept texting her, and we exchanged… explicit pictures. She sent me a lot of pics I never thought about, and I sent her a video of my reaction to the pictures. I dreamed of doing things to her beyond what I’d expected from that one kiss every night. 

Then, Friday came, and I was all ready. At 3:00 after class, I dressed up kind of fancily as I knew what was going to happen next. It was my first time since high school, and my first time with an older woman, so I was so nervous! Dr. Tyler handed me a latte, and we talked over coffee. After we finished our drinks, she took my hand and led me to a secret location. I decided to break the ice a bit and awkwardly talked about class.

“So, uh, Dr. Tyler-” Dr. Tyler shushed me.

“You can call me Amy.” I giggled.

“So uh, Amy, I was reading the chapter on prohibition, and it really fascinated me!” I said as we walked towards the elevator. She nodded and pressed a button leading to floor two. I was so anxious as I didn’t know what to do next. As we walked onto the floor, she led me to a lactation room. There was a luxurious divan and a lamp to provide the mood.

It wasn’t long before we got to do our business, so to speak. I can’t go into details much, but man, did I feel amazing afterwards. I cleaned up and texted OP about what he was doing and that I needed to meet up with him at the library. OP agreed, and before long, he was already there. 

I ordered some nachos for him and a water cup for myself and talked about what went on with me and Dr. Tyler. OP shushed me and said,

“Wait, Dr. Tyler?” I put down my water. 

“Yes, Dr. Tyler.” OP nearly spat out his nachos. 

“Dr. Tyler’s my mom.” That moment was when I realized something.

I fucked OP’s mom.