I suppose I did get down to my boxers...but that's how I sleep.Just before I was out, a smooth foot rubbed my leg. My brains said stay still, ignore ...it, but after only a minute, my leg started rubbing back. I already had a god-damned hard-on. I grabbed her leg and massaged her foot and calf as I pulled her toward me. She was laying on her stomach as I dragged her. She was also feeling my legs at this point, up to my thighs. So I grabbed her thighs and my instincts pulled her all the way. "fine with me" I said. I pushed my body closer against hers and kissed her shoulder, then I made my way up to her neck, starting to be more agressive. I kissed faster using tounge and blowing on the spot after I was finished. I saw her lips slowly leave her mouth and her eyes close, it was no longer a game, I was just happy pleasing her. I made my way up to the spot between her breast, I slowly kissed it and looked up at her to see if she wanted it bad enough. She was squirming when I stopped,. Yet, the truth was I needed sex. I had left an affair with a male friendwhich continued for a year after my surgery, and the orgasms I hadexperienced were plenty and heavenly. Now, I self indulged myself when Ineeded such sexual relief.In the fall of the second year of my teaching, my eyes fell upon PaulNorris, a 6 foot, muscular young man who played tight end on the schoolfootball team. He was in my senior English Literature class, held thelast hour of the day. In the seating scheme, he was. " on its tab."Good morning, Mr. Hollister." Good morning, ma'am. Thank you for seeing me." She gestured towards a chair."You're most welcome. I've looked in your file and am curious as to why you're here. Most students I see want to retake an examination or explain how a grandparent is mortally ill. That doesn't seem to be applicable here." No, ma'am. I'm here to obtain curricular guidance." Interesting. What's the problem?" Well, I've taken all the required courses and I'm not interested in.