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 Chad wasn't a great student.  He blew off a lot of tests, skipped a lot of
classes, but he made it to every day to his entry level psychology course
no matter what.  That's because the assistant instructor, Eun-Sun Kim, a
slim, attractive Korean, had been making regular eye contact.

   Being attracted to a teacher figure was nothing new to Chad.  He'd spent
many an hour whacking off with images of his teachers in his head. 
Especially Asian teachers.  But he was rather skinny and nerdy and never
had much luck with women, much less married teachers.  But for some reason
this instructor, Eun-Sun, was acting very friendly toward him.  Very.

   Chad was also no stranger to getting the wrong idea.  He had been burned
several times by women in high school whom he thought were attracted to his
personality, and it turned out they didn't want anything more than to be
friends at best, or, at worst, to follow up on some dare.

   It was the second semester of his freshman year.  He'd arrived at
college with high hopes of finding smarter, more sophisticated women who
would look beyond his physical traits and see his glowing and funny
personality, but the first few months had played out pretty much like high
school.  By the time he entered Eun-Sun's classroom his self-esteem was
dragging like a bad muffler.

   Despite his poor luck with women, however, and a growing cynicism about
them, something about Eun-Sun caught his eye.  This was despite the fact
that she wore a wedding band.  She was a few inches shorter than he, at
about 5'3, and, equipped with a slim and firm figure.  She had creamy,
olive skin and roundish features.  Her breasts, orange-sized, erupted
pleasantly beneath her thin tops.  It all gave her a sexy mix of elegance
and cuteness, which meant she was drawing appreciative looks all the time
from other men.  So it was with surprise that when Chad was checking her
out one day in class she turned, made eye contact with him, and smiled.

   There was something in the look that was different.  He couldn't put a
finger on it, but he knew it was there.  He brought it up with friends --
he was extremely vague about the circumstance and her identity for fear of
being rejected and exposed -- but they urged him to talk to her, "whoever
it was." And finally one day he built up the courage.  He pretended he had
a lot of papers to gather so he was the last one leaving class.  Chad
stopped at her desk on his way out.  He didn't know what he was going to
do, but he thought he owed himself to try something.

   "Hi Eun-Sun," he said, and she looked up and smiled.

   "I'm sorry I haven't talked to you before now," he said.  "But I had
some questions about the material and I was wondering if I could have some
of your time."

   "Of course," she said.  "Don't worry about not talking.  Some people go
an entire semester and don't say a word to the instructor.  Anyway, when do
you want to meet?"

   "Well, I'm kind of hungry, but I have a class in an hour.  Do you want
to grab something to eat with me?"

   She looked right through him and smiled.  Great, Chad thought, he came
on too quickly and obviously.  He braced for the pleasant shoot-down.  But
then she surprised him.

   "Sure," she said, slipping her papers into her bag.  "I'm not doing
anything important.  Where to?"

   That lunch led to another lunch a week later when he had more
"questions," and another lunch the week after that.  Somehow it became a
regular thing, and then, after a month, it became a twice-a-week
arrangement.  They no longer needed to confirm by email.  Every Tuesday and
Thursday.  Lunch.  At first the conversations were all about class.  Then
half class, and half personal.  Then nothing about class.

   Eun-Sun confided all kinds of things with him...  troubles with her
young marriage, her friends, her fears.  They'd be walking down State
Street together and she'd laugh at his jokes, her hands brushing his arms
and shoulders.  He'd blush and she'd tell him how cute that was, and he'd
blush even more.  He enjoyed the looks he got from incredulous men who
looked at Eun-Sun's stunning, toned legs, and then at him, as if to say,
'How come the losers get so lucky?'

   Finally, one day she told him: "I feel like I can tell you anything."

   Chad had heard that line before, from girls who got some ridiculous idea
that he was spending time with them out of some purely platonic urge to be
their sounding board, but Eun-Sun's tone sounded different.  Like she knew
why he was doing this, and, while she hadn't decided yet what to do about
him, he was at least holding up his end of the deal and in the running for
her to hold up hers.

   At some point soon after she began to get a little nervous during their
walks downtown.  Her eyes were constantly roving.  Now and then she'd turn
him abruptly into a store.  After a couple times he figured she'd probably
seen someone she knew who might tell her husband she was out walking with
another man.  She'd tell him she had to see something or other, but soon
enough she sensed he knew the real reason, so, wordlessly, they came to an
agreement that if she saw someone she'd direct him into a store and he'd
go, no questions asked.  Chad didn't mind.  It actually gave him a little
thrill.  He was something to hide from her husband.  The other guy.  Only,
he thought, he wasn't the other guy, not really.  Not yet.  He wondered if
he ever would be.

   During a lunch outing when things got really interesting she surprised
him by sitting on his side of the booth.  She did it so smoothly, as if
they'd been doing that all along.  His leg inadvertently pressed against
hers.  It was a warm day and both were bare-legged.  Their calves pressed.
He could feel her silky skin.  After a moment he realized that he was
letting his leg linger, and she wasn't moving.  They made eye contact, and
she smiled.

   "So what do you like in women?" She said suddenly.

   "Me?" He said, snorting.  "Hard to say.  They never put up with me long
enough for me to find out."

   It was becoming very hard for Chad to concentrate because their bare
legs were still touching.  She wouldn't move hers.  Sexual thoughts began
trumpeting in his head.  God, she was hot.

   "Don't give me that self-hating crap," she said, still not moving her
leg.  "It distracts from you deciding what you want in a woman.  So what do
you like in women?"

   Chad cleared his throat and listed a few of her traits.  Funny.  Sexy.
Smart.  Sophisticated.  He got done and looked at her.  She arched an
eyebrow at him.

   "That's pretty vague," she said.  "Do you like Asian girls?"

   "I..." Chad stammered.  "I suppose I do."

   "I thought so," she said, and leaned in so close her lips brushed his
ear.  "We can tell, you know." She grabbed his hand and pulled it to her
firm, yellow thigh.  She was wearing a short pair of jean skirts, and she
guided his had up under the cloth until his fingertips brushed the edge of
her panties.

   His cock formed a little hill in his shorts, and she darted an eye down
there and winked at him.  She didn't object as his fingers pried under her
panties, and he felt a few strands of pubic hair.

   "Can I take your order?" Said the waiter, and Chad jerked out his hand
so quickly he rapped it on the table.  The waiter looked at him
quizzically. Eun-Sun laughed.  The spell was broken, however, and they
didn't speak of the incident for a few days.

   But things moved quickly on their lunch date.  They walked into a
popular deli they both liked but it was packed to the rafters.  She turned,
shook her head, and walked back out.  She guided him out by the hand.

   "Well," she said.  "What's plan B?"

   He smiled and said half-jokingly, his head roaring with thoughts of
their last lunch, "Your place or mine?"

   Eun-Sun laughed, not dismissively, however.  He was surprised to see her
blush.

   "Well, my HUSBAND is at my place," she said, playfully.

   "Oh," Chad said, wondering how to drag the joke on a little longer.  "So
I guess it has to be my place."

   "Okay!" She said.  They laughed together and fell into an awkward
silence.  Chad glanced at her and saw her biting her lip nervously. 
Finally he ventured out.

   'Are you...  serious?" He said.

   She shifted on her feet.  "Well....  jeez....  don't leave me hanging
here...."

   "No!  I mean yes!  But no, don't feel like that.  I..." He looked around
and lowered his voice.  "Yeah, come over.  We can eat in the dorm
cafeteria."

   "Oh," she said, and her face fell a bit.  They went to his dorm, ate
their meal after she took care to see if anyone she knew was there -- they
weren't -- and then she left.  Like that.  Chad kicked himself furiously.
Of course she didn't want to come eat dorm food, you moron!  She wanted to
go to your room!  But a small and persistent voice, the one convinced he
was worthless, forged from seeing his hopes dashed 1,000 times in high
school, said, 'Well, you arent' SURE of that, are you?'

   Out of shame he refused to make eye contact in her class and he missed
their Tuesday lunch.  The next day he found an email from her.

   "I'm eating lunch early tomorrow," she wrote.  "But I'd still like to
see you at the normal time."

   Chad stood up at his desk and did a little dance, drawing strange looks
from around the computer lab.  The next day he ate lunch before class and
came to her desk afterward.

   "So," she said.  "Where to?  Have you eaten?"

   "Yes, I ate," he said.

   "Okayyyyy," she said.  "Soooo...."

   "My roommate is out of town," Chad blurted, to his own horror.  He
clapped a hand up to his mouth.

   Eun-Sun's eyes shone devilishly.  She looked at the door, made sure no
one was there and then leaned into him, smiling alluringly.  She glanced
around one more time and her hand slipped into his.  Her breasts press
against him, and she kissed him lightly on the lips.  He blushed furiously.

   "Let's go to your empty dorm room and see what happens," she said. 
"Unless you really want to go back to that cafeteria again."

   "No, no!" Chad said.  "I was such a...  let's go." He had no idea what
the afternoon had in store, but he didn't want any delay.  They left the
building separately and met at the bus stop, and acted as if they didn't
know each other.  At his dorm they got off.  It was midday and it was
relatively quiet.  They passed only a few people as they made their way
through the back door and took the elevator.

   "I hope no one sees us," Eun-Sun whispered.  He smiled.  Her little hand
found his again.

   "Don't worry," he said.  "Pretty quiet this time of day."

   "Might not look good..." she said.

   'Wouldn't want anyone to get the wrong idea," he said, and she laughed.

   They came to his door and he fumbled with the key.  Shook.  Eun-Sun took
the key from him and unlocked the door herself.  They walked in together,
and she looked at the two single beds, lava lamps, band posters, TV, piles
of clothing.  He sighed.  She was too high class for this.  But she
surprised him again by shutting the door behind them, and locking it.  She
went over and drew the shades.

   "Eun-Sun," he said.  "What are you doing?"

   "Stop asking questions, silly man," she said.  "Being in a dorm room
again is turning me on." She took his hand in hers and kissed him.  His
kiss was awkward.

   "What do you see in me?" He said.

   "You're cute and nice.  And I like skinny men.  They fit well between my
thighs."

   Chad's jaw dropped.  She smiled at him and kissed him.

   "Do you want me to change my mind?" She said.

   "No.  But you're married--"

   "Be quiet," she said.  "And enjoy it."

   She took his hand and, blinking wide, she guided it to her breast.  His
breath caught and he began to massage it through her blouse.  Eun-Sun let
out a soft moan.  Her eyes fell to half slits.

   "Do you think about me when you fuck your pillows?" She asked.

   "All the time," he said, held rapt by her breasts.  "I never thought
this...  could happen."

   She smiled and kissed him again.  "Women are unpredictable."

   He was gentle with her, tentative.  Meek.  They sat on the couch and she
guided him through the motions, although foreplay wasn't really necessary
for him.  He'd had a raging hard-on for an hour now.  She sensed his
urgency and in a moment they were down to their underwear.  Her olive skin
was smooth and soft; her body firm and shapely.  She knelt in front of him.


   "Well," she said.  "Let's make this official."

   Before he could tell what she meant, she parted the slit in his boxers
with her fingers.  She grasped his cock in her hand - the first time he'd
been touched by a woman, thank God he'd whacked off that very morning or he
would have blown it then - and yanked it out.  Her eyes widened as it
uncoiled before her.

   "Oh, boy, Chad," she said after a moment.  "My eyes weren't fooling me
in the restaurant.  You are a nice size.  Surprising.  Anyone ever tell
you?"

   He shook his head.  "How could they?"

   She arched an eyebrow.  "You're a virgin?"

   He sighed and nodded.  He was surprised to see her smile widen.

   "Guess we won't be needing these, then," she said, and withdrew a condom
that she had tucked under her panties.  She tossed it aside.  He drew a
little suck of air.

   "Yes, Chad," she said, undoing her bra strap.  "It's really, really
going to happen.  You're going to get laid.  But first..."

   She guided his cock to her mouth and took it in, a little at first, and
then in full, her tongue and lips bobbing up and down his shaft.  Chad
moaned deeply as she tickled his balls with her fingers at the same time.

   "I'll bet you can come twice," she mumbled.

   "Twice?"

   "Once for this," she mumbled, and rolled her tongue over the head of his
cock.  She pulled away just as Chad erupted, sending white jets of semen
onto the floor.  She pulled on his penis firmly, laughing excitedly as she
extracting more jets, until finally he sagged into the cushions.

   She let him gain his breath and then stood up and reached behind her
back.  She unstrapped her strap and let her bra fall off.  Her bare breasts
formed perfect spheres, and they jounced a little as she sat next to him
and cupped his lisping dick in her hands.  Soon enough his shaft began to
rev back to life.  She nodded appreciatively, took his hand and guided him
to the bed.

   "And once more for this," she said, sitting down on his Star Wars
sheets. She ran a hand over the covers.

   "This is your bed, I presume?" She said.  He nodded.

   'Come here," she said.  He sat down on the edge of the mattress, his
head roaring.  He leaned forward - his first initiation of the afternoon -
and kissed.  She pushed the top of his head, and he let his face fall to
her chest.  He took a breast in his mouth.  Chad licked the nipple, rolled
it in his mouth.  Eun-Sun let out a moan and caressed his head as he
nibbled her.  She removed his glasses, set them aside, and then plucked off
her ring.  She set them on the dresser before she leaned back against the
wall.  Her hand ran down his torso to his cock, and began to stroke it
lightly.

   Chad heard a soft, new rustling and felt her legs draw up against his
side.  He looked down just in time to see her kick her panties to the
floor. She pushed down his boxers as he nibbled her breasts, and suddenly
they were both naked together, in his bed.  He almost expected to wake up,
but it was real.

   "So you want to do a little exploring first?" She said.

   He nodded eagerly and she brought his hand to her crotch.  His fumbling
fingers found her mound, then the folds of her pussy.  At his touch she
moaned fiercely and her vagina spouted its moisture.  She guided his
fingertips to her clit, and before he knew it she was bucking her pussy
into his hand.  Suddenly she cried out and clutched him.  He gasped.

   "What's the matter?" She moaned, as she recovered.  "Never heard of an
orgasm before?"

   "I didn't...  really?" He said.  "Did you?"

   She nodded with a smile and pulled at his shoulders as she leaned back,
her head resting on his pillow that portrayed Princess Lea.

   "Now," she said.  "I think we're ready, but be gentle..."

   Her legs spread beneath him, and Chad saw her pussy, bare, topped by a
tiny little muff of hair.  Before he knew what he was doing he seized one
of her ass cheeks in one of his hands and pushed her sternum with the other
so she reclined.  Her eyes widened in surprise at his bold move but she
didn't tell him to stop, so he opened her knees and thrust his cock toward
her.

   "Gentle!" She said, blocking her pussy with her hand.  "You're big,
bigger than I'm used to...  Oh!"

   His penis wedged between her fingers and rubbed her.  She smiled.

   "Take it easy," she said.  "We've got all afternoon..."

   He braced his knees and arms against the mattress.  His cock dangled
there, uncertain, and she grasped it, stroked it as it hung a couple inches
above her pussy.  Her legs spread wide and she guided the shaft to her
crotch.  He felt a wet warmth on his member.

   "Oh, Chad," she moaned, and he felt her mound push against the head of
his cock.

   "Nice, nice," she whispered.  "Figure it out first, figure out where to
put your cock."

   As he worked his penis, the tip found that folds of skin that gave way
to something deeper, and deeper.  She bit her lip and pulled at his penis
as it explored.  He felt her stretching and suddenly some resistance
disappeared and he felt hot, wet warmth sliding up his shaft.  He gasped in
surprise and looked down, only to see that indeed, his cock had slipped
into her pussy.

   "Ohhh Chad," she moaned.  "You're getting laid!"

   He rocked his hip once and she rocked hers by chance at the same time,
two eager, naked bodies, and his big penis sunk deeper.  She let out a
little hoarse moan.

   "Is this okay?" Eun-Sun whispered.

   "Like a dream," Chad said.

   She smiled and rocked her hips again.  He felt the head of his penis rub
against the depths of her vagina, and he felt all the several inches of his
shaft snug inside her pussy.  Chad pulled her ass into him with his hand,
steadying himself with the other hand.  Eun-Sun was groaning, her knees
swaying a bit against his sides.  He opened his eyes and saw her wedding
ring starting to shake a little on the dresser from the motion.  For some
reason it turned him on and he thrust a little harder.

   "Oh yeah," she said, her excitement growing.  "Oh yeah."

   He plunged his big shaft a little deeper, taking advantage of her slick
pussy to probe as far as he could go.  Her vagina dilated for his girth and
his rod settled nicely into the groove, sliding back and forth now, once,
twice, four times, six, nine, 12 times.  The bed, unaccustomed to such use,
began to squeak in protest.

   "Oh, boy, Chad, keep it UP," she moaned.  "Keep it up!"

   With a collective groan they pushed against each other firmly, their
hips banging together, and he felt his cock slip deeper inside her.  Her
hips arched into his and he lowered himself just a bit, and then he was
full inside her, up to the testicles in her wet pussy.  Her knees squeezed
his sides.  He felt his shaft extend along her pussy in full.

   "Oh, Chad," she moaned.  "We're having sex!"

   Gently, without crushing her into the mattress, he swayed his torso so
his cock rubbed along that sweet, moist tunnel.  She groaned and thrust her
bare body back into his firmly, just to let him know this afternoon fuck
wasn't a one-way street.

   "Lower yourself just a bit," she said.  "So our chests touch each
other."

   He went down on his elbows so they were face to face, and chest to
chest. He felt her nipples, hard as erasers, rubbing against his chest as
she shifted and thrust and rocked beneath him.  They maintained just enough
space to brush just lightly against each other, except for their genitals,
of course, which were fully engaged.

   He couldn't wipe the grin from his face as Eun-Sun reached back and
grabbed the bed posts to brace herself against his thrusts.

   "What if your roommate walked in right now?" She said, without pausing.

   "He won't," Chad assured.

   "I'd tell him to get the...  FUCK...  out," she said, clutching at Chad.


   By chance at that moment his roommate, who forgot something, did come
into the room, although Chad and Eun-Sun were a little too engrossed in
each other to notice.  At first he thought his roommate was screwing his
pillows again, but then he saw a pair of knees rising up on either side of
his bobbing ass.  He looked closer and saw a head of black hair under his,
and then he realized Chad was laying on top of somebody.

   Getting laid was the thing of myth to Chad and his roommate, so he
looked closely to confirm.  Yes, they were laying on top of each other, but
were they....  At that moment Chad arched his back, giving a clear view of
where their midsections met.  Chad's roomate sighed.  He saw Chad's pubic
hairs pressed against the woman's crotch, but no cock, which meant...

   "Ohhhh Chad," he heard.  "Grind it in me GOOOOD...."

   Wordlessly, filled with jealousy and envy, the roommate turned around
and left.

   Chad and Eun-Sun continued wordlessly for another few minutes, except
for the deep moans, gasps as his cock reached new depths, and the squeaking
bed.  His swollen cock filled her quaking pussy.  They had found a pleasant
little rhythm where they rode the edge of an orgasm without reaching it. 
His penis just kept sliding and sliding and slipping, popping out
occasionally, only to be stuffed back in by her eager hands.

   "Oh, Chad," she moaned, arching her back so her boobs pressed him. 
"You're VERY good.  Are you sure....  You haven't done this...  before?"

   "Only...  in my...  dreams."

   She laughed and surged her hips into him.  Something in the bed snapped.


   "We're gonna break the bed!" She cried, clutching him.

   "I'll pay for it!  I'll fucking...  pay...  for...  IT..."

   Their skin still slid but it was rougher.  His penis rubbed her vagina
with more force.  Eun-Sun began to cry out.  Her hands clawed him.  He felt
her smooth skin scratching around his penis pleasantly, and the stem of his
cock was buried, deep.

   "Lower!" She commanded.  "Ride me...  fuck me HARD..."

   He lost some inhibition and began to thrust his hips into hers, making
the bed shake.  She gripped the Star Wars blankets in her fists and tore
them from the mattress as his swollen cock repeatedly burrowed between her
hips.

   "Come on, big boy, come on," Eun-Sun said.  "Don't....  stop.... 
now..."

   The bed squeaked and flopped furiously now.  The thrusts came every
second, and with them they both began to groan and cry out in unison.  They
said obscene things to each other.

   "My perky energetic teacher," he said, lost in passion.  "Who knew... 
you'd fuck so well?"

   "My little brown-noser," she moaned back.  "You know...  what your
teacher...  likes."

   Her knee, driven outward by his gyrating hips, began slapping the wall.

   "Oh, Chad, OH, Chad, OHHHH GOD!!!" She said.

   "Do I get an A?  Do I get a FUCKING A?"

   He thrust his penis furiously, losing his fear of crushing her
completely.  The harder he thrust his hips, the more she seemed to like it.
A big grin split across her face.

   "Oh, boy!  You're going to...  come!!!" She said.

   "OHHHHHHH Eunnnn-Sunnnnn...." Creak, creak, squeak, bang, went the bed.

   "Come on, brown-noser!!  Come on!!!  FUCK that pussy..." she moaned. 
"Show this Korean how Americans FUCK..."

   And that did it.  Chad came inside her tight, pulsing pussy in long, hot
bursts, spilling out of her onto the sheets, onto her legs, all over. 
Eun-Sun laughed in pleasure, kneading his balls in her hand as he released
jet after jet inside her.  Finally he could take no more and crashed to the
bed.  HIs penis slipped out of her like an eel.  He squeezed her in his
arms.

   He looked up at the dresser.  In the excitement of the afternoon the
wedding ring had fallen off.
   "Don't worry," she said.  "We'll find it...  in time."