Dr. S And Dr. W

I fell in love with my British literature professor. It was supposed to be a class that covered everything, but he mostly taught us poetry. It was a senior-level class that I took as a freshman, so it was really challenging and made me think a lot.

He was much, much older than me, but it didn't matter. I'll never forget the night that he dryly shared with the class (it was apropos to someone's question, I think) that his marriage was "a financial arrangement."

I really should have gone for it, but I had ZERO confidence in myself at that age due to some traumatic things that had happened to me. Still, his teachings of Wordsworth and the other lake poets really pulled me out of some dark times.

Dr. W is a different story. I wasn't really in love with him, I just wanted him sexually. I told a couple of my friends about it, and they thought it was gross because he was so much older.

He was a former navy admiral and a very powerful personality. The dean of our school, he only taught senior-level classes. Most students called him "Dr. Death" behind his back, because if you made more than 3 mistakes (spelling errors, style errors, anything), you failed the assignment. I never had that problem, though, and he really liked me.

Once, in class, I was checking my email while he was talking, and he stopped in the middle of lecturing and said "What the hell is wrong with you, Sarah?" in front of everyone. I was humiliated, but I also thought it was funny and admired his strength.

He got me an internship with the local Main Street organization, which would put on the town's festivals. He came to visit me at the Dog Days festival, and I whined to him about how I didn't think dressing up dogs in costumes would be part of my "professional" internship. That was the first time he kissed me. I guess he thought I was being cute.

It happened one other time, amazingly the second time it was in the school building. He approached me and some other friends in our same major, all his students. I don't remember at all what we talked to him about. I just know he walked right up and kissed me in front of my friend, then walked away. A moment I'll never forget.

Again, just like with Dr. S, I really regret not just going for it.
belle33 belle33
26-30, F
2 Responses Jan 14, 2013

I don't know anymore.

Oh man I totally would've went for it. I love older guys yumm