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The day had been exhausting. Noah was sitting on his bed in his dorm, blankly staring at the wall, sweating. He was the quarterback of the college’s football team and this afternoon had been one of the biggest losses this season. Noah’s college was small to the point where it could have been a high school, but the football team had been able to hold their own against the big colleges from the area. Until today.
Granted, several players were out on injury and weren’t able to play, but they still should have been able to give some counter. The game was essentially 4 quarters of running around pointlessly and getting touchdown after touchdown scored against them. Coach had been furious and Noah couldn’t blame him. After the verbal beating they all had received, the team hadn’t been in the mood for getting together after the game, so they had all retreated into their respective dorms.
With a groan, Noah lifted himself up from his mattress, already feeling the soreness of his muscles. He grabbed his towel and shampoo, then wandered down the hallway to the shared bathrooms to shower. Immediately after entering the bathroom it became clear to him that someone was having sex in one of the shower stalls. Noah could hear a girl moaning repeatedly and some guy grunting in irregular intervals. With a sigh, Noah picked the stall that was farthest away from the couple und turned on the shower. As the water rained down on his head, Noah started contemplating his own sex life.
He had broken up with his last girlfriend about 7 months back, and since then hadn’t gotten any action. Not like he wouldn’t have been able to; he was the quarterback after all. So his abstinence, of sorts, was his own decision. For some reason, the more time he spent hanging out with the co-eds around campus, the more he found them to be annoying and immature. Sure, they were around his age, but they were lacking something. So Noah had politely turned all of them down, which at least earned him a respectable reputation as whatever the opposite of a “fuckboy” was.
The moans in the other stall became louder and Noah tried to drown out the noise by letting the water cascade down his ears. It didn’t really work. He began to lather up and as he was rinsing his dick he thought ofher.
She, was Noah’s economics teacher. It was a required class for freshmen, but his counsellor had repeatedly messed up his scheduling so here he was, having to take it as a senior. It was weird to sit in a classroom full of freshmen, and the class wasn’t particularly fun either, but she made it worth the effort. Mrs. McCutcheon was everything those co-eds weren’t. She was mature, elegant, and witty, with the body of a woman ten years younger. To be fair, Noah didn’t really know how old Mrs. McCutcheon was, but he guessed her to be in her mid-forties. Again, her looks betrayed her age. Her shoulder length hair was a beautiful color of brown and she wore it down in curls most of the time. Her style was elegant just like herself and Noah admired the way her body shaped her clothes, every time he saw her. Her body didn’t show any signs of aging, and neither did her face, really, expect for a few small lines around her eyes and mouth.
As mentioned before, Noah’s university was a small university, the professors and the students knew each other well and classes were relatively small, so Noah had been able to have a few 1-on-1 conversations with Mrs. McCutcheons and she acknowledged him to be one of her better students. As a professor she was great, which made an otherwise boring class bearable, with her throwing in a few jokes here and there and being relaxed when it came to assignments.