Ah! Success, again! I didn't realize how successful, until the following Saturday.Ah! Success, again! I didn't realize how successful, until the following Saturday. I had been tutoring Colleen since our first meeting about grades. She was the classic high school over-achiever, doing extremely well there, but not able to keep pace in college. Her grades were the opposite of Bridget's and she was desperate to improve her standing in as many courses as possible. The tutoring was boring and Colleen lacked the analytical skills to draw conclusions, but she was still a beauty to look at, and was obviously developing a crush on her brilliant, patient, caring Professor - me! But now, after the success with Bridget, I saw no need to carry Colleen any longer. I would discontinue the tutoring sessions, award her extra credit for her effort, and fairly grade the remainder of her assignments. After class on Friday, I told her my decision and encouraged her to try studying on her own, and I assured her that I had great confidence in her abilities. She seemed surprised, but nodded and hurried down the hall. At eight o'clock, Saturday morning, my doorbell rang, interrupting my breakfast. In my robe, I answered the door to see Colleen standing there with a tear-streaked face. "Colleen? What's wrong?" "Oh, Professor! Please! I'm so sorry!" "Come in. Now, sorry for what?" I asked, as I closed the door. "Sorry for whatever I did, that you don't want to tutor me anymore!" "Colleen, Dear, you didn't do anything. I just think you're capable of doing good work on your own." "Don't you like me, anymore?" Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she looked at me. Her sky-blue eyes were flooded with them. Without thinking what I was doing, I reached out to her face and caught a tear on my thumb. "Of course I like you, Colleen. Please don't cry." To my utter and complete surprise, Colleen rushed to me, hugging me in her arms and pressing her cheek to my chest. My involuntary physical reaction to her closeness was all too obvious, but instead of pulling away, Colleen pressed her hips against my raging erection. "Oh, no," I thought, "the timing on this is terrible!" I didn't have much time to think because Colleen's warm hand snuck under my robe and wrapped around my naked cock. |