Innocence lost

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She had lost her innocence long ago, to a older man, who had been less then gentle. It had tainted her and in all others she saw the crudity from the rushed first kiss, to a grope, and so she had gone a long time without desiring another. She was guest lecturing at at the university when her passion was stirred once again.

Mickie felt his eyes on her as she spoke about technique and form and was unable to pick him out in the darkened lecture hall. By the time she had finished she was sure she was hallucinating, until the questions came and one voice pulled at her. She still could not discern where he sat and merely focused on answering and continuing.

She smiled and dismissed the class and brought up the lights. Mickie played with her dark auburn curls and pushed her glasses up her nose as she got her notes and slides together. She was wearing black boots which added height to her short frame and set off her well muscled legs which showed to just below the knee where her skirt ended. Her plain violet suit seemed too warm suddenly and she took off the jacket to reveal the thin white silk blouse beneath and the outline of her bra which cupped her rather large breasts that she strove to conceal from lecherous gazes.

Mickie stretched out the kinks standing and speaking had put in her neck and when she closed her eyes for a moment she fantasized about that voice......
 
Mickie

She wasn't sure what it was about that voice, the memory seemed to echo in her mind and fade away at the same time. It seemed familiar and yet she was sure she would have recognized it had she heard it before and so she was faced with emptiness. She doubted the young man had even noticed her and she promised herself a long bubble bath and more when she got back to her hotel room.
 
(OOC: I would be interested in being the young man if the position is still open.)
 
Joel had been watching the woman from the very moment she had strode into the room, his entire focus now centered on this vision of lovelyness and confidence. As she lectured he hung on her every word, her voice only enrapturing him further, when the lecture was over and she began takeing questions it had taken all the courage he had just to speak, and when her eyes passed over him as she scanned the crowd, he felt his heart beat a little faster.

Then the lecture was over and everyone was preparing to leave, and Joel realized that she was about to walk out of his life, maybe never to be seen again. That thought was enough to make the normally shy young man enough courage for what he did next. He walked up to the podium determined to at least speak with her more, as he came up behind her he cleared his throat to let her know he was there. "Um, excuse me, Miss? May I speak to you for a moment?" He stood waiting for a response. When she turned to reply she would see, a young man, 20/21, with short dark brown hair in wavy curls around his head, his face wasn't beautiful, nor was he ugly just pleasant and charming, he stood about 5'9'' and was lean with some underlying muscletone.
 
Guest Lecturer Ms. Callahan

She felt tingles down her neck as she turned to see the voice.....

Young, not the hot young stud, but far more interesting for it. She was starving, she normally slept in. As her job allowed her to set her own schedule, she had skipped breakfast in favor of being on time. Lecturind three psych sections back to back wasn't her idea of ideal, but she did have the afternoon free to enjoy the spirit of the college atmosphere.

Her tongue was tied momentarily, then she finally let her thoughts catch up with her mind. "Can I help you?" she asked trying not to mentally undress him.
 
Joel

Joel smiled nervously as she turned to face him, unable to speak at first, now that he was so close to her, but her words snapped his attention back to the present. "Um..Yes I just wanted to say that I enjoyed your lecture very much Ms. Callahan, you're far more insightful and daring with your ideas than our usual instructor, who uses the textbook like a bible that is never wrong." Realizing he had been rambling, Joel paused to try and gather up some courage. "And well I was wondering, if you have the time of course, if we might discuss it further...." He said, then as if on cue, his stomach grumbled loudly, he then hung his head blushing and obviously embarrassed as hell, "Uh, nevermind sorry to bother you." He said turning to leave.
 
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"Do you like Chinese?" she blurted out wanting to keep him in her sights, anything for a few more moments with him around. Her skin was tingling and she wanted to make the moment last forever. "The food I mean, I'm starving and a friend suggested this really great Chinese place for lunch." She shut her mouth before she said something really stupid, like saying she wanted to have him for lunch. There was something about him, inquisitive or innocent she wasn't quite sure but it appealed to her in a way no one ever had.
 
Joel

Hearing her words, Joel's head came back around almost not believeing what he heard, "Chinese? Really? I'd love to, um, sorry I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Joel, it's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Callahan." He said still smileing a bit nervously, as fully turned around and extended his hand to shake hers. "Um, how, how would you like to get there, would you like me to just follow your car or...." He let it hang from there, he didn't want to be presumtious and think she'd be interested in sharing a vehicle.
 
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Ms. Callahan

"You have a car?" she was a little surprised, not a lot of college students had cars especially on a congested campus. Then again it was a nice autumn day, just a smidge of chill in the air and she debated walking, just to have more time with him. That's when she noticed she hadn't let go of his hand yet and relunctantly released her grip.

On the other hand the prospect of being alone with him in her car, was equally appealing. "I don't think it's that far, and I've been cooped up in her all morning. I was actually thinking it might be a nice day for a walk." She had collected all her things and put her jacket back on. "Besides my car is parked in the opposite direction of the restaurant. It would probably take just as long to walk to my car and drive, as it would to just walk there." She smiled, Joel, she said in her mind, it was a nice name.

"I just need to put my things in Professeor Cooper's office."
 
Joel

"Um sure I don't mind walking, plus the less I drive the less gas I burn." He said watching her as she went into Prof. Cooper's office his eyes unable to tear themselves from her backside, as he silently prayed she didn't notice. When she finally disappeared from sight he ran back to his desk and dropped off his books. "I'll get them later." He said to himself outloud then made his way to the exit of the class to await Ms. Callahan. What he was thinking, where did he think this was heading he didn't know or care right now all he wanted was to spend more time with this beautiful and intelligent woman.
 
(my apologizes, I get e-mail alerts which help me keep track of current posts and somehow missed this one, if you ever see me post to all my threads and not to this one pm me)

She had regained some of her composure by the time she got back out. She noticed he had gotten rid of his books and he looked a little flushed when she met him at the door. She felt a little shy and spoke first. "Shall we?" and hoped the cool air would help sort out her jumbled desires.
 
Joel

"Um, yes let's." Joel replied as he followed her out, his eye's again zeroing in on her backside before he could control himself, "Um, so aside from guest lecturing what do you do?" It was a lame attempt at conversation, but he was genuinely interested in the answer, then he realized that he was still staring at her ass, and picked up his pace to walk beside her.
 
Prof. Callahan

She smiled and sorted through her jumbled thoughts, her skin tingling as her hand occasionally brushed his. "I'm a liscensed Mental Health Counseleor, and I work in the field. I have a small private practice and a private studio." She realized she was going on about her work, "What about you, what interested you in Developemental Psychology?" she said referring to the class she had guest lectured for.
 
Her question caught Joel off guard, because the reason he had become interested was a bit peculiar, but he felt no need to lie so he told the truth, "I guess I've always been a bit of an outsider, a little odd you could say, so I never really had many friends growing up. So I guess you could say I was interested in it so I could find out why I always felt so different." He gave a slight shrug, "After a year of intense study and examination, my conclusion is this....I'm weird." He turned to look at her with a light-hearted smile.

(OOC: If what I've just described has absolutly nothing to do with Developmental Psycology I apologise as I'm not all that bright and haven't the foggiest idea what it is. So I just made a guess based on what the name made me think of.)
 
Ms. Callahan

(it's a good explanation for an interest in Psych which would lead you to the basic Psych courses...of which Developemental Psych is one. It's about the developement of self throught the stages of life basically, ego, self esteem, sexual emergence, social skills, and even developement of psychosis (serial killers and the like) it was a fascinating class for me and I highly recommend it to anyone currently in college)

"Everyone is wierd, that's the beauty of being human, but you must be bored of such talk." I smile as we are finally at the restaurant and I'm looking forward to a moment to collect myself.

We are quickly seated and I scan the menu debating the many choices. "Everything looks so good, I hardly know where to start." The same could have been said about him as she imagined him naked, willing, and very able on her hotel bed not knowing where to start.
 
Joel

Joel smiled as she said how everyone is weird, 'She's intelligent, beautiful, and doesn't think that I'm any more weird than anyone else, she's too good to be real.' He thought to himself as they entered the resturant. Once he was seated across from her and began looking at the menu, another problem presented itself, he'd never had Chinese before and didn't know what half of the stuff on the menu was let alone what to order.

Trying to save at least some semblence of face, he looked up from the menu with a nervous chuckle, "Heh, heh, uh, I've never eaten here before, what do you suggest?" He hoped he covered his look of complete ignorance about what he was looking at but wasn't sure he pulled it off.
 
Prof Callahan

I smile, "I usually go for chicken, the pork and beef dishes tend to not be my taste. I think I'll have sweet and sour chicken. There's just something about sweet and sour, that tangy sweet combination that just," was making her horny right now talking about eating meat. Did she really just imagine his dick coated in sweet and sour sauce?

She prayed she wasn't blushing, oh, her panties were damp, she noticed as she crossed her legs. Please oh please she told herself, please don't let him smell me.

She imagined them alone, spreading rice, chicken, and then pouring sauce over the top on his body. Eating off of him, she bit her lip......stop fantasizing. she told herslelf
 
Joel

Joel smiled as she talked only half listening as he watched her mouth move, thinking dirty thought of what he wanted her lips to be doing but as she stopped speaking abruptly, it snapped him out of it only then did he realise that his fantasies had given him a massive hard-on. 'Oh god that's not why she stopped is it did she somehow see it, does she know I wasn't paying attention?' He thought to himself but looking at her there was no indication that she was upset or angry so he assumed himself safe.

"Uh, hmm, that sounds good actually, I think I'll have the same, who knows maybe it'll turn out we like the same things." As he said it he almost hung his head in shame, 'That sounded so leud, I hope she doesn't pick up on it, and you stop making me say things like that!' He glanced accusingly at his still defiantly erect penis.
 
Prof Callahan

Was it her imagination or was he flirting? She must be out of her mind. They finally ordered and got their drinks and suddenly there was a dead silence as if both of them were afraid to speak.

"What is your major?" did she really just ask the most boring question of all? Please let the food get her soon so she could occupy herself with eating. She kept her legs crossed and found it arousing as her legs moved, but couldn't bring herself to cross them the other way. Not when her body was sending off signals. She was getting very warm and took off her jacket, glad that her bra would conceal her nipples, unaware of the fact that her shirt was not concealing her bra.
 
Joel

The silence was becoming unbearable, and just before he was about to retreat to the bathroom thinking he had offended her, she asked her question. "I'm majoring in Science, my dad's suggestion, he's hoping I'll be a scientist or something. But really I chose this school because it has some of the best programs for my two real interests, Psychology and....Swimming." He said the last bit in a shy voice. Then continued, "I've been a fan of swimming ever since I was little, and this school has one of the best teams in the Country. I hope, actually to maybe be a swimming instructor someday."

He realized with a blush that he had been rambling about his swimming again, it always happened whenever he spoke about it, he looked up and said, "Sorry about that I tend to ramble when swimming is concerned....What about you what are your in......" He then saw what she revealed when she had taken her jacket off a moment ago, after staring for a brief moment his jaw slack, he snapped his gaze back to the table and finished his sentence, "your interests?"
 
Prof Callahan

"Teaching is an honorable path, or you could pursue couching as well. My secret interest is in writing, I suppose it blends with Psych. I like to walk around in my characters heads and see where it takes me. It's a hobby that helps hone my skills as a therapist. It's also a very good way to vent," right now I had finally stopped imagining him naked, but instead was picturing his mouth wandering all over my body.
 
Joel

He blushed at her praise, then perked up at her mention of writing, "Your a writer? That's amazing, I was never creative enough to write but I always enjoy seeing others work. Do you think I could read some of your sometime?" His eyes were almost shining he was so excited at the prospect of it.
 
Prof

She almost choked on her drink as he asked to see her writing. He looked so excited and she was turned on by the eager look in his eyes. How could she say that about 1/3 was smut 1/3 romance novel type crap and last third was sci-fi, fantasy. There were some stories she could show him, but it was personal, so personal that she had never shown anyone except to submit some of the smut to a really cool web site. Anonymous feedback was so much better than someone telling you to your face that it's worthless. Luckily she had gotten more positive responses than bad, which had fueled her desire to write more.

"I don't have much with me, except what I'm currently working on, and it's still in the rough form." She realized this was a perfect opportunity to invite him back to her hotel. "Are you busy this afternoon, I've got my laptap up and going in my hotel room."

She prayed he would say yes, even as she wondered what she would do if he did say yes. Suddenly their food came and she was faced with a mountain of sweet and sour chicken. It looked really good, and she waited for his answer before taking a bite.
 
Joel

Joel was concerned that he had been too forward in asking to see her writings by her reaction to the question, and was a bit disappointed when she seemed to refuse his request, saying that she didn't have anything good with her for him to read. He then took a drink of his own trying to keep the disappointment from appearing on his face, but when she offered the he come read some of her material in her hotel room, it was his turn to choke on his drink, not even noticing that the food had arrived "Your hotel room!? I mean, yes I'm free, and I'd love to see some of your work." He then noticed the food and began eating, but didn't even taste it his mind too occupied with the idea's of what could happen in her secluded hotel room.
 
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