In The Classroom...

So here's something I've been carrying around with me since last year. It started out small, just a feeling of attraction towards one of my students who was in his late twenties already and much taller than me. He was always respectful but had this certain something about him that made it hard to look away from... And eventually, I couldn't anymore. We ended up talking over coffee after class one day and before we knew it, things got a bit heated. It wasn't like I hadn't been tempted by younger men before, there's just something about them that makes me feel alive again. We were both careful not to let anything happen at school but... once out of the office, all bets were off. We kept up this strange little affair for months... and then it happened one night when we thought no one was around. I mean, really what can you say? It felt right in that moment. We didn't even try to hide the fact that we both wanted each other, hell, I guess I wasn't entirely hiding my feelings during class anymore. It got wild and explicit quickly... He had this stamina... and I'm sure there's a lot more than just me involved in his love life... but it was a secret affair that made things feel dangerous and exciting. One day he suddenly ended it, left the university for another place without any explanation. No closure. I thought about trying to track him down, but I guess I didn't really want to know what happened next. I just kept thinking back on those moments and how alive they made me... Even now, several months later, I catch myself looking over my shoulder, wondering if he'll ever come back into my life again. I suppose I'm not the only one who's been there... but here it is, my secret confession of falling for a student. It was hot, wild, and dangerous, all the things that kept me up at night...