The following week, John assigned the class an easy extra-credit opportunity—attend a show of a local songwriter who recently spoke to our class.
I was one of four students who showed up and the only one who stayed until the end.
• William & Mary adopted its strict policies after a former writing instructor divulged his relationship with a married student in GQ magazine.
• Not all of these love affairs end in disaster, however.
He spanked me right away, and had a really strong hand that made me yelp.
At one point, books and papers started to tumble off the desk onto the floor.
Once there were a few people left, I thanked him for the party and went to my car.
I waited at the end of the block until the last car left his driveway, and then went to retrieve my phone.
He said that my “abandonment” was more hurtful than either of his divorces, and that I was the most selfish person he knew.
After about three or four playful slaps, we started having sex right there on his desk.
I couldn’t believe my sexual fantasy had just come true. It went so quickly, neither one of us held back or hesitated.
His name was John, or Professor Cameron, and his class was required for my music business major.
After a month of occasional drawn-out glances over his perfectly accessorized reading glasses, I couldn’t help but wonder if the attraction was mutual.