I was sitting underneath a tree in the school courtyard listening to music when she walked by me for the first time. Most people don't believe in love at first site, and I was one of them until that moment. Everything about her screamed sex, but it wasn't intentional.

She didn't notice my stare, but just kept walking. I watched as she stopped at the water fountain. I saw her tongue reach out and wet her lips before leaning over and taking a drink. After she stood upright again, she fixed her glasses and ran a hand through her short dark hair. The sun hit her face just right that I spied a drop of missed water on the edge of her bottom lip before her tongue swiped it into her mouth. How I wished I was that drop of water for only a heartbeat.

She turned as someone called out her name and waved when she recognized who it was. They met halfway and she pulled off her glasses and I got a good look at her eyes. They were blue. I could tell even though I wasn't close to her. Seeing her stand next to someone I realized that she towered over them. She must be at least six feet tall.

I laughed; she would engulf me as I am only a little over five feet tall myself. As if I had any chance at all.

"Hey!"

"Huh? What?" I looked around for who had just pinched my arm. "That hurt ya know."

"What are you staring at?" I guess she figured that I wouldn't mind her sitting down beside me and interrupting my daydreaming session, because that is exactly what she did. And on my homework too.

"Hey, watch where you sit! You just sat on my English journal, and I wasn't staring at anything." My blush must have given me away.

"Yeah right, I just didn't ask the right question. Who are you staring at?" She nudged me in the shoulder. I hate when she does that.

I looked in the general direction of the woman I was looking at, but she wasn't there anymore. Damn. Why did Mandy have to bug me now?

"No one, and if I was I wouldn't tell you anyway." I turned to face her and gave her my best smirk.

We must have sat there for another hour. Her talking and me mainly listening to whatever it was she was rambling about. Nodding and uh huhing in all the right places.

"Well, I gotta get going to my next class, thanks for listening."

"Anytime kiddo." Guess I did something right. Now where did that beautiful woman go.

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After Mandy left I packed up my stuff and preceded to go to my last class. I would be done with school already had Mrs. Castor not gotten so sick, but there is nothing I can do about that now. This class was put on hold a month before break, but apparently they have hired a professor that is qualified to teach the rest of the class. That's good, because I am ready to be done.

I got to the classroom early so that I could speak with the new professor about the end of year term paper that was due at the last class. I didn't notice her looking out the window when I walked in and placed my stuff at my seat, but when I looked for the professor, I saw the back of her. Shit! She's my teacher. I was checking out my new professor. Well, whatever chance I had, I really don't have one now.

"Pro- professor?" She jerked around, and I got my first clear view of her face. Smooth angular features with a proud straight nose and strong jaw line topped by high cheekbones, with a pair of deep clear blue eyes stared back at me. I felt my mouth go dry and forgot what I was about to ask.

"Yes, I am the new professor. You must be one of my students." She reached her hand out to me, and as I lifted mine to meet hers, I felt like I was moving in slow motion. When our skin touched, I felt like I had been shocked.

"There's a lot of static electricity around this area. Ya know, because of all the dry weather and stuff." Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I was about to become an English major and that was the best I could do.

"My name is Shannon Black, but just call me Shay." I think she figured out that I was staring, because she broke eye contact and walked over to her desk. "What can I do for you?"

I hadn't turned around yet. Instead I squeezed my eyes shut tight and tried to focus. End of the year term paper! That's right.

"Well, I just wanted to make sure that nothing was going to be changing with the term paper for this class. I was ahead of everyone else with my progress, and just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to have to start over." There I go again. What happened to my motor skills?

"No, Professor Castor left instructions for whoever the new teacher was going to be as to the progress of the class. You need not worry about your term paper, things should be on schedule. Well, as on schedule as possible? considering." She looked up at me then and smiled. It was like the heavens opened up and an angel had appeared before me. Well, a tough sexy angel.

Okay, maybe I am being a little dramatic here, but give me some credit. The women standing before me was all I had ever wanted. As long as you overlooked her being my teacher.

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I passed through the class in a daze. I tried to take in everything that was Shannon Black. The whole class seemed to warm up to her and it looked as though the end of my college career was going to go by smoothly.

After leaving class, Mandy called my cell phone and asked if I could meet her at the local coffee shop. I agreed, didn't have anything better to do. All I had planned was to go home and make myself a frozen pizza for dinner.

So, I get to the coffee shop and Mandy is no where to be found. That's okay though, it will give me a little time to reflect upon my day before I get involved with hers. After getting my coffee, I made my way outside and almost dumped my coffee all over my new professor as I walked right into her.

A bit of fancy stepping and we both avoided being scalded. "Sorry about that. Guess I should look where I am going more often."

One of her eyebrows raised up underneath her hairline and she smirked. My professor smirked at me! "That's okay. Nobody was hurt."

With that she walked inside and I blindly found a table outside and sat down. As I was looking at my watch to see how late Mandy was a shadow fell across me.

"Waiting on someone, or do you mind if I join you?"

"I am waiting on someone, but if you want to wait with me until she gets here, that's fine." And with my offer hanging in the air, I gestured to the chair beside me and she sat down.

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Mandy never showed up that day and I found myself talking with Shay for the next three hours. It seemed all my insecurities from that first day I saw her were for not. It's been a year and a half now, and we have been through many good and bad experiences since those first days. After all, it was not an accepted practice at the school for a professor to date a student. It made things very difficult, but even through all of that we are still together today.

It is the anniversary of the first day we met and I am on my way home to get things ready for tonight. I am going to make pot roast with potatoes and carrots. I went candle shopping and plan to have a soft glow of firelight with shadows flickering on the walls. She has no idea.

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"Dinner was fantastic, love." I watched her finish her last bites and wipe her mouth with her napkin as the flames caused her eyes to glow. She is just as attractive to me now if not more than she was when we first met. Maybe that has something to do with getting to know the person that you love even more everyday you are still together.

"You are very welcome. I'm glad you enjoyed it." As I was sitting there staring at her as she preceded to get up from the table and offer me her hand.

"Care to dance with me?" How could I resist?

"Yes, I would love to."

In our small living room she set the beat and we swayed against each other. There was a faint scent of lavender from the candles that were burning surrounding us. Between the scent and candlelight and just being that close to her, I felt like someone had turned up the heat.

She dipped her head and lightly nipped my shoulder. She knows what that does to me. I responded in kind and wrapped my fingers in the hair at the nape of her neck and slowly pulled her down for a kiss. Our lips just barely touched, when she pulled me close and crushed her lips to mine.

It felt like the first time all over again. That instant passion that just seemed to make my blood boil. I felt out of control, but she took a step back and looked down into my eyes and smiled. She grabbed my hand and led me to our bedroom. I stepped between her legs as she sat at the end of the bed.

"Undress for me." Her whispered words caressed my stomach and goosebumps broke out over my entire body. This was new for her. Usually she never let me touch my own clothing, but it didn't bother me. I would do anything for her.

I took a couple of steps back and placed my booted foot on the edge of the bed beside her to slide the zipper down. She was nice enough to remove the boot for me and I repeated the same movements for the other boot.

I could feel her eyes all over me as if she was undressing me. I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and slowly lifted my arms above my head. Showing a small amount of skin at a time, to tease her in the slightest of ways.

Once done with my shirt, I leaned over and unbuttoned her's. "Do you know how beautiful you are, Cass?" Her breath was hot on my covered breasts and my nipples strained against the material. It was a rhetorical question that needed no answer as it didn't matter what I thought of myself, only what she saw. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
I stepped back so that I was in full view and slipped my skirt over my hips and down my thighs until it fell to the floor.

Standing there in only my underwear and bra you would think I was cold, but her gaze set a fire in my heart.

She stood up and took me in her arms. Her lips and hands felt like they were everywhere at once and I couldn't breath.

"I want you?"

"What do you want, love?"

"I want you inside me? making love to me?" In a heartbeat she had me on my back on the bed with a smile of total desire on her face. It radiated from her.

She removed all of her clothing and crawled up on top of me. Her hand found the front clasp on my bra and then she was removing my underwear. Her hand trailed up my leg and teased the hair between my legs. I arched up into her when I felt her touch me where I needed her.

Her lips found my nipple as she slid one finger inside of me. "Yes, " I breathed out, "I need to feel more of you?"

Another finger was added and I thought I was going to go over the edge, but I knew she wouldn't let me. Sweet torture was our love-making. She liked to control my passion. It was probably because no one else had ever been able to do so, except her.

After an eternity, she picked up the pace. I could feel her trying to reach the depths of my soul, becoming one with me. I don't think she will ever know how she does that all that time, no matter what anyway.

After my release she held me. "I love you, you know that, right Cass?"

"Of course, I do. I hope you know that I have loved you since the first time I saw you."