A Teacher in Torment

By Steph E. Strong

At the start of her college teaching career, Emily faces a challenge that turns her life upside down. Eli, a nontraditional student close to her in age, proves to be too handsome of a distraction in her classroom. Her desire for him is deep and smoldering. Does she give into her desire or does she suffer under her steadfast code of ethics?

WARNING! This short story contains graphic descriptions of explicit sex between consenting adults. It is only intended for mature readers of legal age. Here is an excerpt. . .

Whenever Eli looked at me with his soft blue eyes, my heart would melt, and even worse, they also made my pussy extremely wet. He had a very lean, muscular frame, but it wasn’t the sort of thing you’d see from a gym rat addicted to protein shakes and power lifting. His body seemed proportionate. Thankfully, he didn’t wear tight clothing that showed off his physique. That would be hellish torment for me. He kept his brown hair cropped short, but he’d grown out the top enough to that he parted his hair to the left. Full sleeves of colorful and intricate tattoos covered both arms, but they stopped short of his wrists to the point where he could where a long-sleeved shirt and have all of them hidden.

This had me intrigued, because I am the same: heavily tatted up, but done in a way where I could hide all of my ink when I need to dress professionally. My tattoos mostly go down both legs and arms and on my back. Chest pieces are a big no-no for me. Same could be said for hands, feet, neck and face. It made me wonder what designs he was strategically hiding elsewhere on his body? Like in his pants? A girl can just dream and drool. I was just 24 years old, and he was like 25. So, why didn’t I instantly try to hook up with what I knew was the biggest heartthrob of my life up to that point?

The answer was frustratingly simple: I was his teacher, and desperately fucking your student because of raging hormones can get you fired. For the most part, I absolutely don’t find college freshmen attractive at all 99.9% of the time. Sure, they are legally adults, but the fact that they are 18 and 19 still makes them teenagers. Boy, do a lot of them act like it. Don’t get me wrong; I also still have raucous nights of drinking and partying. Only, that had been tempered in graduate school. Now that I had a master’s degree in hand, I had taken up a slew of part time teaching jobs. My freshman comp classes were usually at eight or nine in the morning, and so that ratchets down how late I can stay up.

Eli was a non-traditional student. He entered college late, as far as I can tell by reading his papers, because he drifted around after high school before enlisting into the marines so that “discipline could be beaten into him.” His words, not mine. He did his four years and didn’t reenlist, as the G.I Bill and the promise of a free education was too hard to turn down. Unlike my other students, we were closer in age. It didn’t help that he only looked at me this special way – never any of his female classmates. It made me think that the attraction was extremely mutual. . .

• Language: English
• Publisher: SmutHouse
• Release date: Nov 29, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215702543

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A Teacher in Torment

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Steph E. Strong

Copyright 2023, Steph E. Strong

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A Teacher in Torment

Whenever Eli looked at me with his soft blue eyes, my heart would melt, and even worse, they also made my pussy extremely wet. He had a very lean, muscular frame, but it wasn’t the sort of thing you’d see from a gym rat addicted to protein shakes and power lifting. His body seemed proportionate. Thankfully, he didn’t wear tight clothing that showed off his physique. That would be hellish torment for me. He kept his brown hair cropped short, but he’d grown out the top enough to that he parted his hair to the left. Full sleeves of colorful and intricate tattoos covered both arms, but they stopped short of his wrists to the point where he could where a long-sleeved shirt and have all of them hidden.

This had me intrigued, because I am the same: heavily tatted up, but done in a way where I could hide all of my ink when I need to dress professionally. My tattoos mostly go down both legs and arms and on my back. Chest pieces are a big no-no for me. Same could be said for hands, feet, neck and face. It made me wonder what designs he was strategically hiding elsewhere on his body? Like in his pants? A girl can just dream and drool. I was just 24 years old, and he was like 25. So, why didn’t I instantly try to hook up with what I knew was the biggest heartthrob of my life up to that point?

The answer was frustratingly simple: I was his teacher, and desperately fucking your student because of raging hormones can get you fired. For the most part, I absolutely don’t find college freshmen attractive at all 99.9% of the time. Sure, they are legally adults, but the fact that they are 18 and 19 still makes them teenagers. Boy, do