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Chapter 1
Mason
How have I fallen so far so fast?
It’s been three months since I started that zoom meeting with a new tutoring student. Three months since I met Jenny Redman.
Three months since my filthy obsession took root.
I’ve been doing online tutoring since I started grad school. Found out I had a knack for teaching, even though my intent for getting my masters, then PhD in applied mathematics, was to ultimately do research. I achieved that goal, got published, had my own lab at UC Berkeley for a while, then a more corporate research job with lots of zeros came along.
For three years I toiled under that structure, knowing it wasn’t where my heart was. So, when I got an opportunity for an Associate Professorship with full lab and assistants group to start some cutting edge researching again at a university close to my family, I was more than ready.
It gave me some breathing room. I wasn’t to start at my new position for a few months, and that gave me time to wrap things up at the old job which I did fairly quickly.
I was ready to be out, to be honest.
Still, my love of tutoring, especially high school and undergrad students, called to me so I never stopped. The plan was to take my few months, regroup and dig in at Everett Calvin University, fresh and ready to go.
That’s still the plan, but plans have a way of changing.
I slip my hand into the front pocket of my jeans, fingering the folded piece of paper, its rough edges already worn from my touch, and the ache in my cock intensifies. It was her hands that wrote the letter, it was Jenny who handed me the invitation.
Such hope in her eyes as I struggled to breathe through the pain of my constricted chest, knowing I had to tell her. Not knowing the words that would make it easier on her. Instead saying it so brutally I could have been ripping her heart out.
“Sorry, I’m busy.”
Busy jerking off, looking at the invitation she gave you to her eighteenth birthday party.
Eighteen.
I’m going to hell.
And maybe prison if I don’t get myself under control. The courts have prosecuted cases like this before. High school teacher and student. Eighteen doesn’t always matter.
I grit my teeth and stare at the television where episode an episode of Noragami is playing. I haven’t watched much TV since I was in my teens, but that changed when I met Jenny. Once we established a bit of a rapport, she began to tell me bits and pieces about her, things not math related, things I wanted to know just because, and one thing she shared almost right away was her love of anime.
Since then I’ve become an aficionado, especially when it comes to her favorites.
I have a wall of DVDs and a Crunchyroll account.
Yeah, Crunchyroll.
I’d been so focused on my academic studies and research for so long, I never gave much thought to finding ‘the one’. Dating was meh at best. There was never that pull. No fireworks.
But, still I felt something was growing inside me. I didn’t know it. Didn’t notice it. But it was there, growling, looking for something. A need to find something bigger.
I’d achieved so many goals I’d set myself, but that one thing was missing. Someone. I watched as friends, colleagues and fellow students all started pairing off, but I stayed single. Attended my sixth wedding so far this year alone. No plus one for me. As I watched them dance, I resigned myself to the fact you can’t have it all.
My focus on my work would be my muse.
It wasn’t a week later that I took on a new tutoring student who needed help in honors calculus. She’d just transferred to a new school and their curriculum had her a little upended and the idea that she wouldn’t ace the class seemed abhorrent to her. We messaged and emailed a few times, worked out the details, I gave her a per hour rate that would ensure that money wasn’t the issue, then set a time for our first face-to-face zoom session.
Even from our first email exchanges, something about her tugged at me, made that beast start to pace. I didn’t pay much attention at first, but the second her cherub face and wild red hair filled the screen, I was rock hard. Then she smiled, her eyes flickered, and that dimple appeared. She crinkled her nose and licked her lips and I was gone.
My balls seized up and flooded the inside of my jeans with more cum than I’d ever released in one load before.
I had to sit there with a throbbing cock and sticky, jizz-filled boxers as we got to know each other, then finally I was able to focus enough to work through some of her homework.
