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To be completely honest, in today's climate, I'm not sure if any of what you are about to read could happen without investigations, violations, termination and lawsuits. Thankfully porn and erotica allow us to explore imaginary possibilities without consequences. For the sake of this story, the situations and events that occur are written for lust, tease and excitement, all involved are willing participants, and hopefully it comes across as hot, sexy and exciting.

I cannot be clearer though, this story is fictional and there is no way most of what unfolds could actually happen, especially in a higher learning environment. Please be considerate with voting and feedback, the situations that involve Jason are intentionally cliched and unrealistic, but have the potential to be exciting.

Any people, places, names, products or events mentioned are done so without permission or endorsement, this is a work of fiction. Some situations, scenarios, and conversations may have been used before, but this is an original story. Names were randomly generated and chosen to fit the characters.

My name is Jason, I am 25 years old, stand 5' 11" with short brown hair, light grey eyes, an athletic build, and a positive attitude. I teach a course called LIFE STUDIES at our local community college, a combination of LIFE ART and INTRO TO SEXUALITY. We do things like sketching, painting and photography with live models, but it's also a required course for all first semester students involving basic safe sex and understanding the body. It's an all female class because in the past, guys took the course solely hoping to meet girls and hook up. Those are facts, not my opinion. I am also the volleyball coach, something I enjoy doing because my girls practice hard and play harder. Volleyball may not be the NFL or LPGA, but the girls who play it live and breathe it.

Last year my girls made it to the State Finals.

The last piece of this puzzle is Addison, a knockout beautiful woman who works in administration and knows she stole my heart and occupies my brain. Addison is 26 years old, stands a tall 6' with long, flame red hair, crisp green eyes, and a body so perfect I swear she could make millions posting on ONLY FANS. Our first date was lunch, and the sparks were instant. The only thing I like more than showing affection and attention is receiving it, and Addison blew me away. From the jump she was all in with texting, talking on the phone, randomly stopping by my classroom to flirt. By the end of our first week dating, we had gone on four dates and that Saturday when we kissed goodnight, I swear on everything I know about women, she wanted me to come inside.

No pun intended.

Sunday we were both busy. I had church and lunch with my parents while Addison was watching her brother's children. We texted, talked, and I am being completely honest when I tell you that Addison could teach a class on flirting. Unless I was crazy, sex was coming VERY soon. That evening, while talking to me on the phone, Addison blew my mind when she rang my doorbell and kissed me for like ten minutes when I answered the door. She stood there in my doorway with excited eyes and purred "I want you to put in the work because the next time I come over, I'm not leaving." With my brain exploded, Addison touched my chest, smiled into my eyes, we kissed softly, then she walked to her car and drove away.

My God this woman.

Monday morning everything went sideways in a hurry.

I awoke to a flirty "Good morning" text with three red hearts from Addison and replied "I miss your face." She replied almost instantly "I can't wait to kiss yours." I drove to campus happy, anticipating seeing Addison, and wanting to kiss her. For some reason, the Dean was waiting in my small office when I arrived and he said "I don't want to waste your time and I have three more meetings to get to." We shook hands then he handed me an envelope and said "My assistant emailed you this, but I wanted to tell you in person that in an offer of compromise, you can have a teaching assistant to help you, but there are a couple of conditions. Whoever you select, she has to be enrolled in your course and cannot be on your team. That way there's no suggestion or

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