The TA and I [M/F] | 2016

To be perfectly clear I was 18 when this happened and though it would be frowned upon nothing illegal happened. We didn't have sex, but some erotic things happened between us.

He taught science, and the teacher was MIA most of the second semester so the TA took charge and taught for a couple months. Mr. Smith (names obviously changed) was a recent graduate of a local college. He fit the "alternative" look quite well with long shaggy hair and a leather jacket and jeans sense of style. He was handsome but the thing that made him so sexy was the fact that he was off limits. Older. More Mature.

What really pulled his attention towards me was that I would talk about local bands and bars that I knew about, and I spent a lot of time in the funky arts district in town where he frequented. I can't say that I didn't move things along. I flirted pretty shamelessly, and I felt safe because I didn't think he could ever respond. It was wrong of me to tease him and and expect his position would prevent him from moving forward.

One of the first things that made me realize that there was something real between us was during a lab he came up and brushed me across the ass. I gave him a sideways look and he met my eyes with a slight smile. I thought I had just imagined it. I wanted him to make a move so I imagined he did. My answer came while I as packing up after class and he and I were the only ones left in the room. He came up and set his hand on my hip and slowly slid it down to my butt. I met his gaze and couldn't breathe.

Just like that he pulled away and left the room and I was left shocked.

From that point forward I started staying after class, helping him grade papers, cleaning up and such. He would talk about this and that, and really and truly became friends. I'm still not sure if he ever felt anything. I probably was just a play thing to flirt and tease. During this time after class no one ever walked in so we became comfortable. A month it went on like this where we would just hang out until one day where I don't know what came over me.

He came over to me while I was helping grade papers and I looked up at him and he looked down at me. I moved in and kissed him. He stood there frozen so I pulled away pretty sure I just fucked up my whole life. Just like that he grabbed my waist and pulled me in and kissed me. It was like a fire was lit in my stomach. There was something that was so dangerous about that kiss, something that made it just light me up.

That night I couldn't think of anything else. God bless removable shower heads or I might not have made it through. I wasn't a virgin by this point but I was definitely inexperienced and I worried that he thought it was a turn off.

Us meeting and kissing went on for a few weeks. I'm surprised and now relieved that nothing moved further because I was more than willing. He always held back making sure we didn't go to far and I'm grateful to him for that now. That the end of the year he announced to the class that he was moving away, and I remember being angry that he hadn't told me first, I thought that he should give me some sort of special treatment. After that announcement he avoided me for the rest of the year and I got the hint pretty quickly.

This experience really changed how I viewed relationships and men. I know that this isn't a hard core sex story but to me those hours in the science classroom are some of the most erotic times of my life. He's married now with a baby on the way and I'm happy for him.