CHAPTER FOUR
Icouldn't remember anything from the rest of my classes that day. I just kept replaying the steamy moment I had with Professor Wells over and over in my head.
I made my way to the library to meet up with Fenna. She was another girl in my sorority, and she was always a straight-A student. We usually did our homework together in the evenings.
It was quiet in the library, but we were at a table on the second floor, and hardly anyone was around.
She didn't notice how distracted I was. She was busy collecting information for a research paper.
“Hey… Fenna…” I tapped my pen against the table.
“Hm?” she asked without looking up.
“What do you know about human mating?” I asked casually. “I'm working on an anthro assignment.” I lied.
Fenna paused and glanced up at me for only a second, then over her shoulder to make sure no one was listening. Then she went back to typing. “I know a few things. It's not much different than Astran mating.”
“Yeah, I figured since we're so similar… but I've never…” I trailed off and sighed. I wasn't sure if Fenna and I were good enough friends for this conversation.
“You never slept with anyone on Virgo Astra?” she asked. She stopped typing again, but let her fingers hover over her keyboard.
“No, no one.”
“And let me guess, you want to do a human guy?” She crossed her arms and looked directly at me.
“It's not like that… well I guess it kind of is.” I shrugged. I didn't want to “do a human guy” I wanted to fuck a hot human man who should have been totally off-limits and not fingering me after class.
“You should probably warn him about how Astran women squirt when they come. I guess human females don't always, and some don't at all.”
“I think he figured that out already,” I muttered.
“Then I don't have much advice for you. I've never dated a human. I guess they have bigger dicks than most Astran guys though. Unless January is just saying that to piss off her ex.”
I nodded. I wasn't sure if that was a bad thing. The first time might hurt a little, but that's to be expected. I also didn’t know that January broke up with her Astran boyfriend, but I didn’t care enough to ask any follow-up questions.
I still wasn't sure if I would be losing my virginity to my professor. It sounded insane, but he was so hot, and I loved the way he looked at me.
We had a great talk when he walked me to class, but he hadn't texted me since then, and I was a little afraid to text him. I looked down at my phone, just in case I missed a notification.
“Who are you seeing?” Fenna prompted. “He's human obviously, so not from Alpha Alba?”
“No, um… he's not in a fraternity. Or at least not anymore.” I knew Professor Wells had gone to Verne University, but I didn't know much more than that. I wanted to know everything about him. I could listen to him talk for hours, even about stupid alien conspiracy theories.
“So, you're not going to tell me who it is?” Fenna rolled her eyes.
“I can't…”
Fenna gave me a look. “Why not?” She gasped. “You're not sleeping with someone's boyfriend, are you?”
“I–I don't think so.” Was Professor Wells in a relationship? Was he married even? I didn't know.
“You don't think so? Then what's the problem?”
“I don't know. It's not a big deal. It's just a crush. Um… I should head back to Del Nau, I'm super tired.” I gathered my things and left the library.
I didn't realize how dark it already was. I kept to the well-lit areas of campus as I made my way back to my house. My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I reached for it excitedly. It was a text from Professor Wells… Arthur.
My ears felt warm, and I slowed down a little as I opened the text. It read, “Hey, what are you up to?”
I texted back, “Just finished studying. Heading back to Del Nau from the library.”
My phone started to buzz harder as it rang in my hand. Professor Wells was calling me. I panicked and almost threw my phone across the quad, but instead I answered it and held it up to my hot ear. “Hey,” I said into the phone. I stopped walking.
“Hey, are you alone?” he asked.
“Yes,” I answered.
“It's late. You shouldn't be walking alone at night.”
I rolled my eyes. “I'm fine.”
“Just stay on the phone with me until you get home.”
“OK.” I sighed and kept walking. Not that I was all that upset about getting to talk to him rather than text. “What are you doing?” I asked.
“Um… research,” he said. “And drinking.”
“Drinking what?” Was my first question.
“Scotch,” he said in his deep, grown-up voice.
Guys my age would definitely be pounding cans of cheap beer right about now.
“And what are you researching? More sexy things about Astran aliens?”
“No,” he laughed. “As much as I'd like to, I'm writing a book.”
“A book about aliens? Is it smutty?” I giggled.
He laughed again, that gravelly laugh. “I teach other classes, you know. I'm a history professor. Ufology is just one of those stupid courses people take for an easy credit.”
“This is true,” I nodded. That was exactly why I was taking his class.
“Are you almost back to Del Nau?” he asked.
“Yeah, almost. I can see it.”
“Good, there's always a bunch of creepers around campus at night. Let me know the next time you're at the library late, and I'll walk you home.”
“You can't keep escorting me everywhere. Someone will notice that something’s up.”
“It's fine, we're both adults, and you'll only be my student for a couple months.”
“I guess,” I shrugged. Then I took a deep breath and asked, “Do you have a girlfriend?”
“What?” he laughed.
“Or a wife?” I followed up.
“Would I have done what I did earlier if I did?”
“I don't know… maybe.” I stopped outside the sorority house.
“Well, I don’t. I'm single. For now at least. What made you think I might be married? I don't wear a ring.”
I'd forgotten that humans wore rings to symbolize unions.
“I don't know, you're old. I figured you'd be married by now.”
“Ouch,” he laughed again. “First of all, I'm not that old. Second, I was engaged once, but it didn't work out.”
“How old are you?” I asked bluntly. I really wanted to know.
“I'm thirty-two,” he answered.
I gasped. “Fuck, you're even older than I thought!”
“Hey, watch your mouth, young lady,” he teased. “Don't make me come over there and punish you.”
I let out a breathy sigh. “I kind of wish you would.”
“Well, I can't right now. Are you home?”
“Yes, I'm just outside.”
“Good girl, now go on up to your room and get some rest. I know you have a full day of classes tomorrow and a meeting with your Ufology professor in the afternoon.”
I smiled to myself. “I do?”
“Yes, I checked your schedule. Come to my office after your anthro class.”
“Wait… you checked my schedule? You can do that?”
“Sure, I have access to your academic files.”
“That's so embarrassing, and also sort of creepy.”
“Is it creepy or is it romantic?” he joked.
“Hm… definitely creepy, but I'll let it slide.” I walked into the Delta Nautilus house and went up to my room.
January was there, reading on her bed.
“Hey, Xen,” she said as I walked in.
I waved to her and gestured to the phone in my hand. Then I said, “OK, I'm back in my room.”
Professor Wells' groan filled my ear. “I wish I was there. The things I would do to you… but I'll save it for tomorrow. Goodnight, Xena.”
I giggled. “Goodnight.” I hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed.
“Who was that? A guy?” January asked.
“No,” I shrugged and sat on the floor in front of the mirror. My ears were glowing faintly, which was probably why she asked.
***
We spent the whole next day texting back and forth. I was looking forward to our secret rendezvous that afternoon. I could hardly focus on anything else.
Professor Wells literally sent me an email to remind me of our “appointment”.
Maybe he didn’t want anything to seem unusual about our meeting.
I was just a student, going to my professor’s office for some help on an assignment I was struggling with.
I definitely wasn’t going there to lose my virginity and get pounded into oblivion by an incredibly sexy older man.
I wore my tight Delta Nautilus tanktop and a denim skirt… for easy access, obviously. I went to Professor Wells’ office and knocked on the door.
“Come in,” he said from the other side.
I looked down the hall. No one was around. I pulled the door open and slipped inside. Then I closed it behind me.
“Lock the door,” Professor Wells said from behind his desk. He was looking at something on his laptop.
I locked the door and stepped closer to his desk. The blinds were closed, and the light was dim, coming from a single lamp in the corner of the room. His office was nice. All brown leather and bookshelves. Typical of offices around Verne University.
My ears glowed, and my pussy hummed in anticipation. Professor Wells looked up at me and smiled. I could have melted right then. He had such a beautiful smile, and the way he was looking at me made my stomach flip.
I bit my lip, wondering if I was being naive. Was this older man just abusing his power? Did he fuck all his pretty alien students? Was he going to cast me aside after this? I decided I didn’t care. You’re only young once, after all.
“Professor Wells,” I said. “I got an email from you this morning. You wanted to see me?”
“Yes, Xena. I wanted to discuss your class participation.” Professor Wells stood up, walked around his desk, and planted himself directly in front of me.
“Oh,” I pouted playfully. “But I was trying so hard. Are you not pleased with my performance?”
He shook his head. “I think you could do a little more to please me. Participation is five percent of your grade. You wouldn’t want something so small to bring down your GPA, would you?”
“No,” I smirked and licked my lips. “If only there was something I could do to bring that grade up. Some extra credit perhaps?”
“Sure, I think we can work something out.” Professor Wells nodded and looked me up and down. “Get on your knees, sweetheart.”