One with my professor

I felt like I needed to share this story simply because I have no one else to share this with.

I (26F) had an affair with my professor (34F). I should’ve been a college graduate by now but the pandemic halted everything for me. Year of 2022, I decided to go back to college. It went well for me and everything was normal— met new friends, we’d go out here and there. Just the usual. Year of 2023, I become a 2nd year college student and that’s when I met her. Let’s call her Liz. The moment I walked inside her classroom and saw, I already blushed. She had long, black hair, she was wearing glasses, and God, she was beautiful. And then she started talking and teaching, I fell in love with her brain. She is so freaking smart.

From that point, I did everything to impress her. Studied like a maniac, listened to her intently on every class. I assumed it was a happy crush. One morning, I went to her office for a grade consultation and we had small talks. It was professional. I came to her office more often than Im supposed to and we started getting close. We started talking about our personal lives. She would compliment me and say things like “You’re pretty”, “Do you have a boyfriend? You shouldn’t. No man deserves you” and then she would laugh it off. And then at one point, she said “If I didn’t have a boyfriend, you’d totally be my type”.

You’d think that it was inappropriate for a professor to say that but goddamn, I no longer cared. The fact that she was my professor flew out my brain and so I told her “Your type huh. When are you free, Miss? Wanna have drinks?” I remember that so clearly and she said yes before I could even finish my question lol. Weekend came and we went out together. Took her to a bar with our own vip table so I could talk to her ofc. We had a lot in common and she told me about her relationship problems. I listened, I gave advice, I gave her my 100% attention. After that, she took me to the stage and started dancing with me. At this point, we were already tipsy, close to being drunk lol. She had her arms on my neck, and mine on her waist. We danced so closely that night I could practically hear her breathing on my ear. It took everything in me to not do anything inappropriate but I had wanted to kiss her so badly. I knew she was taunting me, looking at my lips, swaying her hips on my body and all that flirtatious move.

I was a proper gentlewoman and I didn’t take advantage of the alcohol in her system. I took care of her and took her home. After that, the school day dragged so painfully slow but something shifted. I would often catch her looking at me during classes. She would ask subtle questions like “You seem pretty close with ****, are u dating yet?” stuff like that. I’d answer honestly of course but in my head, I was like wtf is going on. This is like your typical wattpad story but I never would’ve guessed that it would happen to me lmao. I was in a daze but I like her so bad. I knew she had a boyfriend but she was like my own nicotine. That sounds corny asf but it is true.

2 weeks after our bar moment, nothing special happened except when Friday came. I came in for usual grade consultation and before I could leave, she had asked me to come over to her place. She said that her boyfriend would be away to visit a family and didn’t want to be alone. Of course, I asked her if it’d be okay for a student to see her personal space and she said “You’re no stranger to me, hun” and I was like oh my lord im a hun now. lmao. Fast forward, I went home to grab some things and I came over to her place. There’s no school the next day so she invited me for a drink and movie marathon. We watched Golden lmao, The Notebook, and a Thai horror movie. During the horror movie, my head was already spinning but the truth is, when that horror movie started, we barely even watched. She asked me so many questions like whats my type, my family, my crushes, and then she asked “Are you into girls? Im sensing it somehow” and I said “Nope. But I am into you” LMAO PLS I was drunk, I want her, I want to kiss her.

She stayed silent after that and I was scared I made her uncomfortable. 15 seconds had passed and she said nothing. I told her I was sorry, that I was just drunk. She put her glass on the side table and the next thing I know, she was straddling me. I thought I was dreaming. She looked at me intensely and she whispered “Im sorry too” and she kissed me. Let me repeat, she kissed me. Not with urgency but softly. She took her time. Her lips so was soft, she tasted like the beer we were drinking and I was on cloud nine. She started moving her lips slowly. You know the kind of kiss that’s been longing? That. After a few minutes, we were full blown making out. My hands were caressing her back, her hands was caressing my neck, my head, my head, my shoulder, my waist, everywhere. She started kissing me harder, like biting my bottom lips, sucking it little stuff like that.

At this point, I knew there was no going back. I don’t know what consequences tomorrow will bring but that night, I wanted her and I knew she wanted me too. And so I told her to take me to her room and she said, gladly. She laid down on her bed and she instructed me to strip. God she was bossy and I loved it. I started stripping and her eyes was tracing my body. She was scanning me and she smirked and she said “Beautiful”. This woman could make my heart tremble and melt like an ice cream.

She laid me down on her bed and started kissing my lips, then my neck, down to my breast and she confessed how she wanted me the second she saw me. If only she knew I felt the same but I didn’t have the time to tell her that for I was so horny at that point. She sucked my breasts, traced down to my belly, then my thighs. After that, she started eating me out. For someone with a boyfriend, I was surprised at how good she was. She knew where to lick, the pressure, and she took her time. I tried my best not to cum on her mouth but the thought of her alone could already do that to me, let alone that it is now literally happening. I kept watching her as she eat me out with those beautiful lips and I couldn’t hold it. I begged her to make me cum in her mouth and she winked as her tongue moved faster and applied more pressure. and then I came. I was gonna move away to do her but boy she said “uh uh. not yet” god the woman that she is. She started licking me again and after that she kissed me and said “yummy” my god. I can still remember that voice so clearly.

after that, i was planning to go on top of her to taste her but she stopped me. She said that she wasn’t done with me and she pinned me down against the bed once more. She started to kiss me again and whispered ungodly things on my ears but this I felt her fingers rubbing me. At that point, I was eager for her to slide her fingers in. I want her. She asked me to beg and better believe that I begged. She instantly put her two fingers in and did the come hither motion gently. She started going fast and eventually she was fucking me, sliding her fingers in and out like a maniac as she continue whispering to my ears. She was smart but nothing compared to how good she dirty talks. She would put images to my head and not long after I came again.

I briefly looked at her and I swear, I saw her grin. She looked so pleased. So proud of how great she was and I couldn’t agree more. I was already tired after that but she didn’t stop. She kept sliding her fingers in and out faster and at this point, I was already begging her stop. Like a moaning beg to stop. She asked, do you really want me to and of course I said yeah with a loud moan as I guide her hands to move faster. I was such a slut for her. After a while, she stopped and I thought that was it. That its my turn to please her but instead, she parted my legs open and she positioned herself between. She was gonna scissor me my god. I had never tried that before but for her, I was willing to learn.

Our lips touched together and she started grinding slowly. Let me tell you that her moans was angelic. I could listen to it all day. It made me horny hearing how pleased she was and so I started grinding with her. Her grinding went more intense, she was playing with my nipples and then she let out a moan and collapsed in the bed.

After that, I got up. I washed a towel and wiped her down. She was looking at me the entire time, smiling, grinning. She cuddled me and I told her how amazing she was. Before I could fall asleep, I truthfully told her that I dont want this to be the first and last and she said “It won’t be, cause me neither”

We’d often meet at her house and do the nasty, bond, do what couples do. I have no idea what we were at the time but all I know was I want her. Fast forward to today (2025), our relationship continued. She broke it off with her boyfriend weeks after what happened between us. We’re keeping it lowkey at school and she now lives with me in my condo. We still don’t have a label for what we are but I couldn’t care less. I am hers and she is mine, thats all I care for now. She’d make us breakfast, I’d cook us dinner. I’d drive us to school, and wait for her at the end of the day. We’d spend weekends together, go out of town sometimes.

We are in such harmony. We had never mix relationship and school matters. There was never an argument about obligations, chores, stuff like that. I am about to graduate and after that, I plan on making it official.

I fell in love with my professor. It may have the started the wrong way but I intend on her keeping her beside me.