Firefighter's Virgin

“Chance,” she stuttered.

“Professor Hayes.” I smiled.

Caught in the act, she sighed and hurried to straighten out her hair. Then she tucked her blouse in hurriedly and donned a more formal tone of voice. “Mr. Stevens, you are excused.”

A moment later, a young man walked out of her office. He wore a smug and satisfied smile on his face, and I could tell he was bursting to get back to his dorm to share his conquest with his friends. The moment he had disappeared from view, Lindsey ushered me inside with a silent gesture.

As soon as she had closed the door, I let out a low whistle. “Is this the new extra credit system?” I teased. “Because if so, I’m afraid I’m doing something wrong.”

Lindsey groaned and dropped her face into her palms. “How much did you hear?”

“Just the finale,” I said, dropping into the chair opposite hers.

“But you could hear everything?”

“Pretty much,” I nodded. “You weren’t exactly quiet.”

“I was trying to be.”

I laughed. “You’ll need to try harder from now on.”

She sat down on her desk next to me so that I had to look up at her. “You’re not going to tell anyone, are you?”

I put my hand over my heart. “You can trust me.”

She narrowed her eyes at me. “You’re enjoying this a little too much.”

“I have to say, I’m impressed,” I told her. “It takes a brave woman to risk her job for a relationship with a freshman.”

“He’s a senior, not a freshman,” Lindsey corrected me. “And, it’s not a relationship. It’s just sex.”

“You’re risking your job for sex?”

Lindsey gave me a sly smile. “I’ve gotten away with it this long.”

I raised my eyebrows. “You do this often?”

“Well… I wouldn’t say often,” Lindsay said. “A couple of times a month.”

I smirked. “I would say that qualifies as often.”

“It makes life interesting.”

“And, you’re really not worried about your job?” I asked seriously.

“Of course, I’m worried,” Lindsey sighed. “And usually, I’m much more careful. But Jeremy walked in, and he was so confident…it was a turn on. So, when he pushed me against the desk and raised my skirt—”

“All right,” I said quickly. “I don’t need the play by play.”

“My point is… I was taken unawares this evening, and I let my hormones take the lead,” she explained. “I’m just glad you’re the one who overheard us. I can count on you to keep my secret, right?”

“Scout’s honor,” I smiled. “But you really should be more careful.”

“Don’t worry,” Lindsey nodded. “I will.”

“So, you’re going to continue seeing…what’s his face?”

Lindsey smiled. “I’m not going to continue to see him – I’m going to continue to fuck him, at least until he gets boring. Then I’ll move on.” She paused for a moment. “Just so you know, he’s not my student nor has he ever been.”