Confession Of A Lustful Grad StudentDear Dr. [fill in the blank],
I'm just going to come right out and say it. I have a crush on you. A huge crush. God, I hate saying crush because I feel like it makes me sound like some 12 year old little girl. But I don't know what else to call it. I guess I could say I lust after you because...well...I do. I want you so badly my body aches. From the moment I first saw you, I was intrigued. You fascinated me more than any other man I've met. I think part of it was the intimidation I felt because of you. Part of it was because I couldn't figure you out. I couldn't get a read on you. But the biggest part of it was your strikingly good looks. Your luscious, full head of hair that's just gray enough to make you seem interesting, that wonderful smile of yours, and your toned and muscular body. I remember the first time we met you came in wearing a suit. And there is nothing I find sexier than a man in a suit. Lucky for me, you wear a suit every time you come to class. Yes, Dr. [fill in the blank], I think you're an incredibly attractive man, especially for an older man. Ah, yes, the age thing.
Well, let me start by saying I don't care. I've always been attracted to older men. Sure you're old enough to be my father, but that doesn't make you any less attractive to me. Age is just a number, right? And you can't help who you're attracted to. Granted, I've never actually been with an older man, but I must say you would be a great guy to share that first experience with.
Now I know that you're married. That's okay. As you may remember, I'm engaged myself. The difference, you see, is that I have my fiance's blessing to do whatever I please with you. While I don't know for a fact, I'm reluctant to believe you and your wife have a similar agreement. Though, it would certainly help my cause if the two of you did. Even if you don't, we could still...you know. I don't judge. If you wanted, your wife could watch. I may even be willing to let her join us. I'm open to new experiences. Oh, the dirty thoughts I have. But I digress.
Let me be completely honest about what I want. I want sex. That's all. I'm not looking to be your girlfriend, wife, baby mama, or anything like that. I guess if you have to label it, friends with benefits would be most appropriate. I accept the fact that you're married, which is why I will probably never actually pursue you. But I will say this. If you were to pursue me, I wouldn't say no. Oh, how I would love for you to pursue me, but you probably don't even know that I'm alive. To you, I'm probably just another student. Although, sometimes I wonder. I know I'm not the greatest at keeping my feelings a secret, especially when it comes to guys. Sometimes I swear you look at me like you know. And perhaps you do. And maybe you're flattered. And maybe that's where it ends.
I know you're my professor. And I know you're very involved in our profession, as well as a highly respected figure in this career field. But don't let that stop you. Haven't you ever just wanted to give into desire? Act impulsively? I know I'm your student, but I won't always be your student. Besides, we're both adults. Student or not, I don't care. No one would ever have to know. Just think of all the fun we could have. I know I do.
God, you intrigue me so much I can't get you off my mind! You're intelligent, attractive, nice. You're everything a girl could possibly want and then some. I can't help but think about how wonderful it would be to kiss your lips, to feel your touch on my skin, to feel you inside me. I want to run my fingers through your hair and kiss every inch of your perfect body. But mostly, I want to feel that raw, unbridled passion and excitement the moment you take me. I'm getting turned on just thinking about it. Dr. [fill in the blank], I want you so badly! If only you knew how I felt! But alas, that will probably never happen so this is where my feelings shall remain.
Maybe one day...
Your Fondest Student