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Deedra had been up half the night trying to decide what to do her paper on for Dr. Walden's introductory medical physics class. Class was finally over. She simply desired to go home, yet she knew she is supposed to get approbation for her topic so she might get the damn thing started and finished. She had taken all of the lower division courses needed for her new degree the 1-st time she attended college to earn a degree in elementary science education and none of those professors needed a paper!

Actually, Deedra had heard that Dr. Walden was a bit eccentric and she was starting to believe it. Most science professors did not require students to write a 15 paged research paper unless they were a grad student doing a thesis or something! Did he think he was an English professor or something? She had returned to school the previous semester after a short failed career teaching middle school science. Sometime she wondered what the hell she was doing. She was almost 30 and still had not moved on to graduate school or found a job she might stick with. Truth was, she was not quite sure what she desired to do, yet medical physics seemed interesting. She was not sure whether she desired to pursue it or not, yet if she decided to, she did not yet have the necessary background to pursue graduate study in the field. . econd undergraduate degree was in order.

"Hi, Dr. Walden, do you've a minute?" Deedra came to him as the other students were filing out of the room. Class had been in session about 3 weeks, yet she hadn't spoken to him previously. He was fumbling with the .

"Sure, whatcha received?" he looked at the blue Post-it she was holding.

"I was wonder if I might do my paper on this?" she handed him the Post-it which read 'Technology and Diagnostic Capability of Magnetic Resonance Imaging.'

A big smile came over his face as if a fond memory had been triggered. "I in fact saw old Indomitable on display at the Smithsonian... Yes, you may do your paper on that."

Deedra was a little confused. 'Which was old Indomitable?' she thought. "Okay, thanks." She started to exit, yet Dr. Walden started again. "I took Jacques, a buddie and colleague of mine, to see it while he was visiting. French are so..." he uttered some French phrase lost to her and then proceeded to explain that 'Indomitable' was the name given to the 1-st MRI machine, the reason for this name and details about how long imaging took with the thing. Deedra was interested in the topic but did not know a damn thing about it as of yet. All his babbling about it was a bit overwhelming.

Deedra smiled awkwardly as she gathered her notes and pens and stuffed them into her bag. "So, I better be going. I'll see you next class. Bye." Deedra was an individual with a fair amount of raw intelligence but not much sophistication. For Christ's sake she used to pronounce 'faux pas' as 'fox pa' before her fiancé corrected pronounced faux pas.

Dr. Walden looked a little uncomfortable, turned toward the window and uttered "Bye" a little disappointed. Deedra did not think much about this 1-st encounter initially beside that he probably thought she was a dim-wit. Her lack of sophistication coupled with her timidity made her appear to be less capable than she was. She shouldn't cared what others thought of her. She wished she did not.

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As the semester proceeded, Deedra came to be very impressed with Dr. Walden. He was an engaging lecturer who made complicated concepts seem simple. He not only knew his field well but had vast general knowledge. Despite his brilliance, he seemed like a shy jovial mate who hid a deeply sensitive, tender and passionate soul. Deedra found herself being slightly attracted to him. He was almost 20 years her senior and not in the traditional style handsome, yet there was an erotic energy about him.

"Dr. Walden, may you give us at least a little hint as to what is will be on the exam?" Deedra heard one of the other girls ask Dr. Walden. Test was next session.

"Study everything we went over." He pronounced somewhat curtly and not look up.

Deedra felt a little sorry for the girl, Annabel. She seemed like a sweet person. Deedra really did not think it was an unreasonable question, yet Dr. Walden seemed to think Annabel was trying to acquire an unfair benefit.

Deedra stepped forward, so that she was eye to eye with Dr. Walden. She had not destined to invade his space, yet it happened. She was also close to him. "Should we memorize things like Plank's constant?"

Dr. Walden searched her eyes. For a short moment, she feared he would think she was also bold and aggressive, yet he was searching something else. At the time, Deedra was not sure what it was. He seemed a little dumbstruck but finally he responded cordially with, "Oh no, I'll give you any constants you need in the trouble... You guys have better things to do with your time than memorize constants!"

Deedra was a little confused by his search but was glad he had not mistaken her gesture. Her professors and peer always seemed to hold one of two diametric opposed yet negative views about her: she was a brown-nosing phony or a cold bitch. In realty, she was just a nervous person. At times, this caused her to be standoffish. She simply desired people to like her . She was not trying to win buddies or favors. She really did not want or need any. She simply felt hurt when people disliked her or received the wrong idea. She was althat sensitive.

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"You received the highest score" Dr. Walden handed Deedra's test back to her after class a week later. She had missed the previous session due to a doctor's appointment.

"Oh, good," she took the test from him and felt silly same soon as she had pronounced it. It sounded so arrogant and unsurprised. She was very surprised, 'Oh wow! Really?' would reflected her sentiment better, yet as common, she'd already put her foot in her mouth. She started to exit.

"Coming to the lab?" He had invited the whole class to meet him at the lab to see some optional demonstrations. She nodded in the affirmative. She had been debating whether or not to go. By this time, she was aware of her blossoming attraction to him. She had initially decided not to go telling herself she required to get home to her fiancé, but he asked her point blank. She did not want to compound her rudeness.

Only three other students showed up for the optional lab demonstrations. It seemed that Dr. Walden pronounced 'romantic' and looked at Deedra seductively every chance he received. For sure, he was talking about ideas and meant impractical or idealistic, yet it was an odd choice for words. Deedra suspected he had a double meaning and a subtle message just for her. She found herself barely able to hold his eyes as her pants moistened. At one point, Dr. Walden looked at one more girl and did the same thing. Deedra felt a sinking depression and a twinge of jealousy. Was he simply a creepy player who desired to bed all his students?

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As the semester was wearing on, Deedra's attraction to Dr. Walden became unbearable. She thought about him continually -- even at home. She caught him looking at her seductively a few times. She couldn't really focus on her studies anymore. One day her fiancé mentioned her increased sex drive, she really knew Walden was having an effect on her. She slipped an anonymous note under his office door confessing her infatuation, yet she received no response. She couldn't tell if he was an egomaniacal jerk who loved to feed his ego with encouraging students to fall in enjoy with him so he might love dismissing their feelings, a philander, or if he really was interested in her. She was not naïve enough to think he might really enjoy her. She was not even sure if she'd enjoy him. She probably would enjoy him but not be "in enjoy" with him. She might not deny that she'd have tender feelings for him. She simply desired him to be respectful, discreet and sensitive to her. She desired to feel the intense pleasure she sensed he might give her. She desired to make him moan in ecstasy.

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Finals day had finally arrived. As Deedra took her final, she felt Walden staring at her. She felt her senses heighten and her teats harden as a muggy tension came over her body. She desired to look up at him -- to look deeply into his eyes to ascertain his thoughts, yet she was afraid to. She tried to avoid his gaze most of the time. Feelings he evoked caused extreme tension that begged for release.

Time was up. She received up and put her exam in a pile with the others. She stopped shortly to look at him, yet he was digging though a pile of papers and didn't look at her. She pushed the classroom door open and walked out knowing she'd probably never see him again...

'Shoot,' she thought. 'I forgot my sunglasses.' Deedra debated whether just to cut her loses and get a new pair or to go back and get the damn things. She really did not want to see Walden again. 'You are will must see him again as he teaches a few of the needed courses, if you are will study medical physics.' She set off back toward the room and opened the door just as Walden was turning off the lights and getting ready to lock up.

"Deedra, forget something?" His tone changed from startled to deep and low mid sentence as he turned the light back on and moved out of the door way to permit her passage.

"My sunglasses... Sorry." She saw them next to her seat and started toward them, "I'll just grab them really quick and jump outta your -."

"No trouble, Deedra... I received a note under my door several weeks back..." Walden pronounced nearly stammering. Deedra froze and waited. She looked in his direction but he was looking down. "Was it from you?"

She felt a flash of anxiety mixed with excitement as her face flushed. Should she admit to it? She wondered as she picked up her sunglasses. Her knees had begun to shake noticeable. "Which if it was?" she finally pronounced quietly.

Walden stepped toward her and searched her eyes uniformly he had done earlier in the semester. She now understood he had been trying to gauge her feelings for him and possibly express his own for her. 1st time her feelings had been slight. Barely conscious. From now on, she was burning violently with wish. It was althat intense. She averted her eyes.

She felt his finger trace around her ear as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind it. Her head tilted back slightly and her eyes involuntarily fluttered momentarily. She involuntarily let out a sigh and dropped the sunglasses she'd just picked up. Her scent was so strong now that even she might not ignore it. She feared she'd have a full blown come, if he so much as brushed against her again.

"I am sorry." He moved away from her and looked down. After a paused, he pronounced again, "I am really sorry."

"No... It is okay..." she answered. Walden still looked a little mortified.

"No, it isn't, Deedra. It was unprofessional."

"Dr. Walden... I probably gave you signals... I am strongly attracted to you, duh, it is beautiful obvious. It isn't your fault. You are a really good professor...," she let out a laugh of tension and rolled her eyes in embarrassment.

They sat down to talk over the situation. Walden desired to ensure she'd still feel comfortable taking his classes. She seemed like a sweet young woman with potential. He would hated to cause a student to change her plans due to his inappropriate actions.

As he spoke, Deedra felt human again. She had been so hurt when he didn't acknowledge her note. Despite the fact that it had been anonymous, she was sure he knew it was from her. She did not expect him to have an affair with her. She had just desired him to respond sensitively to her feelings. She had begun to doubt that he cared about her even as a mate human being... Would it really be so bad for them to love each other? It was obvious that they were both still strongly attracted to one one more. Possibly sex might alleviate the tension and enable them to work together more effectively.

Deedra put her hand on Walden's leg.

"Deedra-", he started to protest.

She explained her thoughts. Walden seemed conflicted. Despite the fact that she was very convincing in that she wouldn't fall in enjoy with him, wanting to be treated as any other student and just desired a buddie/mentor with benefits, he was not sure. Which about her fiancé? Which about his? She was that pretty, though. As she began to gently stroke his leg, all his rationality ceased. Walden stood up and pull her toward himself.

It was like an ocean of bliss -- a universe of passion. Walden kissed her more deeply, more actively and with more feeling than she'd ever been kissed before. His wide long tongue invaded her mouth strongly yet gently. His mustache tickled her lip. She desired to be filled with him completely. She began actively kissing him back.

As he began sucking her tongue, Deedra felt her senses heightening even more. She reached under his shirt and felt the flesh of his back softly with her finger tips. He pulled her even closer so that their bodies were pressed against one one more. Deedra might feel his erection though his jeans. He felt enormous...

"Ahhhh...," she jerked slightly and involuntarily as she tried to suppress her sigh. She'd just had a slight come. He hadn't even touched her most sensitive erogenous zones. He felt full of pride and wish. He desired to make her completely explode with ecstasy and he was beautiful sure he might. He desired to take her badly and content his own throbbing as well. He did not know if he had ever been with such an cumic lady, yet he did not want to get also excited or be althat pushy. He shortly debated whether or not to stop. Which was he doing? He knew Deedra couldn't be with him and not develop strong feelings and he was starting to think he can fall for her also.

"Fiancé?" Walden whispered softly and reluctantly. He had to will himself to bring up the topic. Deedra had been sincere in the note that she had a fiancé and had claimed not to want to betray him. Her note indicated that she was aware of his as well.

Deedra looked down for a moment, "I enjoy him, yet I never was attracted to him... He is a great person, yet sometime I am not sure if I want to marry him... He was that persistent, though... I-"

"I realize," he whispered. Deedra's long note to him gave the impression that she loved her fiancé on some level and did not want to hurt him, but she felt trapped by him also.

"Which about yours?" Deedra felt that disappointed. She was sure Walden was will tell her goodbye.

"I feel also about her as you feel about yours," he had known Cecilia for almost 25 years. They were around the same age. Truthful, he saw her as no over a buddie. She was a performer and he was a scientist. He was attracted to more shadowy behind the scenes people like himself. He was almost 50, though. It was time to settle down... Cecilia had waited for him that long... Sure, shehad tried to move on and have serious relationships while she watched him sow his oats all those years, yet deep down, he knew her relationships would never work out as she was madly in enjoy with him. He had finally, at the time of a bout of depression several years back, acquiesced and slept with her. He had been faithful to her even when she was away performing a play, which was often, till now. He felt like he owed her marriage but might find no wish for her. He would marry Cecilia but still love Deedra. He resumed kissing his student.

He thrust his hands under her shirt, rubbed her back deeply and unhooked her bra as he began alternately sucking her ear lobe and whispering in her ear, "I desired you from the moment I saw you. Your long dark hair," he began running his fingers thru her hair, "your smoldering brown eyes," he looked into them and, "your gentle reserve and excellent body." He slid his fingers under her bra cup and stroked the base of her boobs with his thumbs.

"I desired you so badly also, Frank..." I was that embarrassed. "I figured you might smell my wish." She started to tongue his neck. Nothing turned him on over a seemly demure lady who was extream sexually and bold enough to admit to the carnal functioning of her body.

He led her though a doorway into a tiny adjoining room. It had a tiny refrigerator, a microwave, a couch and three other doors at its other corners each of which lead to one more classroom. She knew it was used by the professors and graduate TA's as a break room and that students were sometime allowed to sleep on the couch if it was also foggy for them to commute home. Walden verified that eveybody was gone from the other rooms. He removed the couch's cushions and pulled out its built in twin bed. He replaced the cushions to make a comfortable spot.

They sat on the bed holding hands firstly, yet when he began to kiss her again, she reclined on a cushion and his hand drifted to the buttons on her blouse. He started at the bottom alternating between kissing her stomach and undoing more buttons till her blouse was completely unbuttoned and spread apart revealing her smooth skin and the loose unclasped bra which still held her voluptuous boobs in its cups. She had been huffing and sighing the entire time. Her clitoris had never been so sore for pleasure and so hard with longing.

Walden would make another attempt to be "honorable". He placed his hands at the edge of her bra and looked at her questioningly. 'Are you sure you want me, Deedra?' She realized the question his eyes posed. She reached down and pulled his shirt over his head.

Walden removed her bra and fondled her teats. She began running her fingers thru his shaggy shoulder length sandy blonde hair. He put his lips to her teats and tongued them as he looked up into her eyes. His expression was gentlemanly yet deliciously lecherous. Her back arched and her face twitched. She desired his dick inside her sorely. She unbuttoned his panties. "Fuck me, Frank" she whispered. She immediately felt funny about saying it. She did not want him to think she was a whore.

He looked up and smiled. He realized her. She was afflicted with nymphomania. She was a sweet kind hearted lady who couldn't help her whorish desires. . oble woman on the whole with a smutty side; Walden loved it. "I am gonna fuck you right. I am will thrust my hard dick deep inside you," he teased in very alluring voice she'd every heard.

"Yes, Frank. Please fuck me right." She was really getting extream and into it now. "I want your enormous hard dick inside me. I am gonna make you scream." She tried to get on top, yet he gently halted her.

"They'll be plenty of time for that, my pretty Deedra," he answered with a mischievous grin as he unbuttoned her panties and slid them off leaving her pants in place. He messaged and stroked her legs making his way up to her channel. Deedra laid there impassioned. She'd never been with a guy who knew how to touch her that perfectly. She always had to tell the poor bastards what she desired and even then, none of them ever inspired such longing and erotic tension in her. Walden slid the crotch of her pants aside and started to take her lip in his mouth.

"No", she protested. He knew she really desired him to.

"Why? I am dying to taste you. I promise not to bite," he chuckled lovingly as he rose up and rested his head on his hand giving her his full attention.

"It isn't that", she giggled nervously as she reached down and touched his face, "It is just that it is that personal... It is our 1-st time together... I still want to give you a blow job and I know it would be mind-blowing but-"

"Its okay, Deedra. I do not want you to do anything you do not like or that would make you uncomfortable..." He moved her hand from his cheek to his lips and kissed it gently. "I do not want you to do anything to me that you are not ready to do either..." He looked very serious.

She all of a sudden felt plenty comfortable with the idea. He knew how to put her mind at ease. "On 2-nd thought, I think it would be okay." He questioned her with his eyes. "Really, I'd enjoy for you to-"

He took her left lip in his mouth before she might finish her sentence stretching it slowly with his lips till it was extended then let it spring back to her body. He alternated sucking her lips in this fashion and kissing and licking them. "God, that feels soooo good," she pronounced in a guttural tone.

Then he thrust his long stiff tongue inside her. Actually, even his tongue was longer than some of the members of guys she'd been with. She moaned with pleasure as his mustache tickled her clit. He breathed in deeply savoring her scent. His dick was like a rod of steal. As he began to tongue her clitoris, she felt her eyes roll back, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes, oh-," she screamed as she started to climax, yet he stopped. He was afraid she'd get off also strongly and be also sore to continue. He desired this to last.

She was breathless, speechless and in fact ached with wish. She looked down at him as he was crawling up to meet her face to face. "Not that fast, my angel." She kissed him and sucked her juices off his lips.

She then pushed him away gentle into a sitting position with his legs hanging off the bed. She received behind him and curly her neck around his kissing him as she ran her fingers thru his chest hair. Her fingers felt so wonderful on his chest. She finished the job she had started earlier and unzipped his panties. She reached in and lightly stroked him above his boxers then she slid her hand inside the boxers. She slowly slid her hand up and down his 8" pole. His girth was formidable. She might hardly get her hand around it. This day, he was the one moaning as his neck went limp and his head relaxed on her chest. He looked up into her eyes with gratitude and tenderness.

After a while, Deedra moved and knelt on the floor. She had felt his Leviathan member but desired to explore it further. He let her pull his panties and boxers off. Her eyes widen in disbelief. He was the biggest man she'd ever seen . She took his manhood in her mouth same best as she might. She desired to make him feel good, yet she did not think anybody might consume him fully. At 1-st she principally sucked and licked his head, yet same she grew hot just like erotically fearful thinking about it tearing her fragile vaginal flesh accustomed to much less girth and 3" less, she received excited and bobbed her head on him to the point of gagging.

"Stop, babe," he rasped "I want to be inside you."

"Okay... You want me to be on top or do you want to?"

He smiled, "Why do not you get on top 1-st."

She mounted him and began to insert him into her. She was wet as hell, yet he might tell that his member strained and stretched her tight vagina. He was flattered and gratified immensely. "Just take your time." He helped her work him inside slowly.

She rode him slowly firstly, yet her excitement grew. She rode him extreamly as she pulled his chest hair and dug her fingers into his chest. He learned her rhythm rapidly and moved to facilitate her pleasure. His dick was throbbing badly. He desired release, yet he had trained himself. He might make enjoy for hours. Her face contorted as she began to come. "OH FUCK! Frank! FRANK! Ahhhhhhh..." She screamed and moaned. It had been so intense and her contractions so severe that a gust of flatulence had escaped her. She felt a little embarrassed and giggled with tension, yet Walden's expression and admission that it had happened to him before put her mind at ease. She collapsed in complete contentment on his chest. He stroked her hair and kissed her.

After several seconds, she had recovered. She rose up with his hard dick still inside her and asked, "Which do you like? This," she rolled her hips as his wang alternated between deep and shallow depths inside her "Or this" she bobbed on his dick in a straight up and down fashion. She desired to make him feel good and give him what he liked since he had made her feel unbelievable.

"Umm, I like them both." He smiled, "but being on top is my turn ."

"As you desire, handsome," she answered.

He gently pulled her back to the bed, spread her legs and dried her inside. The task needed a few Kleenex. "Damn you are wet."

She smiled. "Not enough friction?"

He had an expression of slight surprise and awe as he nodded and smiled. "Besides, I am will make you wet again," he penetrated her, "and I can't gauge my success if you are already wet." He smiled slyly.

She sighed and had very pretty blameless doe eyed look on her face. 'She is that pretty,' he thought just as he felt her muscles contract around him. "Are you okay?"

She blushed. "Yes, it is just that you're enormous and you dried me."

He smiled and looked a little bashful as he began to pump his hips very slowly. She moistened rapidly.

"Frank, I want you to know you satisfied me completely. I want you to feel good now." She sensed that he wasn't trying to get off.

"I am not so sure that I satisfied you completely. You came really rapidly. You always come like that?"

She was not sure what he meant. She had been told by guys that she was easy to get off. "Yes... I guess I get off easy... In fact, this is the longest I have ever had sex..."

"Have your climaxes always been short and intense?" He was pumping her gently as their conversation took place.

She did not know it might be any different. "Yes, are they supposed to be different?"

"No. They are not to be," he pronounced in a light-hearted teasing fashion, "but they may be. "I'll show you," he pronounced romantically.

"I simply want you to feel good... I really do not think I may get off again."

"Do I hear a challenge?" He asked with a roguish chuckle.

At 1-st she did not think she might climax again, yet he was a stallion that knew how to work up her passions. Soon Deedra was again full of expectation. She was as hot and bothered as she had initially been before he ever touched her. He stopped abruptly on three different occasions as he might tell she was getting close to come again. Ultimately, he loved to give a lady multiple cums, yet he enjoyed teasing her 1-st.

On the 3-rd come to, "Please do not stop. Faster, fuck me hard... Please, I am begging you." She really was also, "Pleasure me, Frank, please..." she pronounced sultrily.

He grinned and kissed her softly instead. Her eagerness and horniness were sensuous but althat cute. One day he kissed her, his mood changed from mischievous to tender, "You are a sweet woman..." He really thought she was also.

"I... care about you..." she answered a little choked up. Her mood had changed from lustful to emotional.

He answered with one more soft kiss. He knew it was more that 'care'. He was starting to feel a little emotional himself, yet he knew that his future was with Cecilia. He knew from experience that his feelings were ephemeral. He'd made the mistake of telling ladies he loved them in the heat of passion before. He did not want to cause that type of hurt or anticipation again.

He knew he shouldn't look so seriously and tenderly at her as it can add to her attachment, yet his own emotions were running high. They searched each others eyes as they made enjoy. One day she began to come to come again, she tried not to get her hopes up. She knew what he was doing. It was the hottest and most romantic thing any man had ever done for her. Most of the time, her encounters: foreplay, sex and come were over in 10 or 15 minutes (or she wished they were as she had already gotten off, felt raw and was waiting for the guy to finish). Class had ended almost two hours ago and Walden had been giving her inexpressible pleasure the entire time. Part of her desired to come badly but part of her never desired it to end.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." She literally shrieked then howled more and more taking breaths in-between. She kept feeling wave after wave of pleasure. It was like infinite bliss. Her body experienced prolonged intense spasms and her expression appeared as though she was experience some unspeakable medieval torture designed for heretics although the sensations were exactly the opposite of this. To her utter surprise, she noticed that she crying. She had never experienced so much pleasure or felt so close to one more human being. It was finally over and she felt complete relaxation and gratification as the tears ran down her face. Walden knew she'd be tender, so he stopped. "Wow... Which?" she gasped after over a minute. She heaved deeply and was still trying to wrap her mind around what had happened. "I can't believe how long it lasted... It is never been like that before... I do not know what is wrong... I am sorry to get so... so girly on you..."

Walden touched her face and smiled. She noticed that his eyes were glassy. He looked as if he desired to cry also, yet he did not. "I am glad you felt comfortable enough to feel that way with me..."

He held her for a while. One day he sensed she was ready, he began pumping her from behind doggy style alternately using her firm full hooters and curvaceous hips as handles. Her body was that hot, but she always was wearing conservative baggy clothes. It was hard to tell just how hot she was unless one really looked . She came again -- one more short duration climax as Walden exploded inside her finally releasing his throbbing wish.

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