Hot For Teacher

Hot For Teacher

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Being a college freshman is an exciting time, especially for Cora Worthington. With no college major declared, Cora finds her heart on the tailwinds of a bad breakup with high school ex, Spencer. As the fall semester begins, an unlikely meeting leads Cora to have feelings for her world history professor, Blake Oakley. When Blake reveals his hidden past to Cora her heart gets entangled with his. Can Cora secretly date a college professor and not get caught or will their relationship be her downfall?

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Defective Goods

"What's your major?" The dreaded question all freshmen are supposed to know upon arrival at a university. That's what's wrong with my friend group; they all know what college major they are going to study or what type of man they want to bang. On the other hand, I'm still shocked I got into college. I'm not dumb, but I'm not smart. I'm average. Average Cora with her

average...everything.

Not even my breasts are fully developed. Most women have a chest full of tempting fruit the size of apples. My delicacies are the size of baby plums. Two small plums in a sea full of apples. I will definitely get looked over. There's nothing more embarrassing for a nineteen-year-old woman than still being in puberty. Some women are gifted with their bodies, and some of us aren't. Some of us are round, and some of us are invisible to our male prospects.

"I haven't made up my mind on what I want to study. I'm taking general education classes until the spring semester. I will figure it out by Christmas I reckon."

"Seriously Cora, you're a talented artist and you don't know what to major in. I thought it was you know...obvious, " Evelyn jests.

The pencil in my hand gets placed inside the bun on top of my head. The eraser shavings cover the parchment paper. My sketch is of the scenery at hand. Our college campus with it's two small ponds. It's nothing fancy but worth doodling in my journal no less.

"Thanks. I might be a talented artist but I certainly don't want to be a starving one."

Evelyn laughs and puts her hand through her dark wavy locks. I wish my hair were like hers. Mine is thin and is easily broken by cheaply-made pharmacy combs. She looks professional and classy, like one of those law students in that old Legally Blonde film. Not me, I wear baggy clothes and grubby overalls. Maybe it's time I reinvent my look for college. I need to look more grown up if I am going to be someone someday.

"You won't be starving. You could be a graphic designer and make lots of money."

Truth be told I never considered a career in graphic design. Spending hours of time on a computer for clients making posters and book covers never truly sounded fun to me. Perhaps I could look into something like that later this semester.

"Maybe you're right. For now, I want to focus on the real problem at hand."

"What's the real problem?" Evelyn asks as Benjamin Horjus walks by. She's been sleeping with him for the last two years and they still won't admit they are dating.

"Just go say, hi to your man." Evelyn punches my arm at the accusation. But we aren't kids anymore. And sleeping with Ben for two years sure looks like a commitment to me.

"He's not my man. I told you I'm a strong independent woman, and I don't need a man to complete me. I just like to fuck Ben is all."

"If you only liked to fuck Ben then why do you go on dates with him and hold hands in movie theatres?" Evelyn doesn't respond as her eyes go into her skull as she predictably changes the subject.

"Enough about me. Let's get back to you. What's your problem?"

With the attention back on me, how am I supposed to tell her the truth? I still haven't lost my damn v-card yet. I thought during the biggest party on prom night last year my problem would have been solved. It still hasn't been rectified.

"I still...haven't lost my virginity yet."

"But I thought you and Spencer...you know. What about prom? Spencer told everyone you did it back then."

I look down at my drawing and erase the squiggles that I drew. I dust the shavings away and start blending the shaded areas.

"No. I never corrected him. I was too embarrassed. He didn't like how I looked and well. The rest is history. He did help me realize something. That no matter how hard I try I will never be good enough for anyone. I will never be anything for anyone."

The tears fall onto the shaded areas of my sketch making the scene blurry. Evelyn gives me a gentle pat on the back that turns into a hug.

"That's not true. You haven't met the right person yet. And if you want I can help you with clothes shopping. We could give you a whole new look for college and guys will be wanting you in no time."

Maybe she's right. Maybe it's time to ditch the baggy clothes and try to sex myself up. Evelyn looks amazing and there's no denying that she knows more about fashion than I do.

"Alright, maybe you're right. Truth be told I still haven't gotten over Spencer yet. Perhaps I never will."

She lifts my chin up and smiles brightly as the university bells chime.

"You will. It will take time. You will find someone new here at this university and you will fall in love with them. I just know it."

"Time for my first class. Wish me luck." I say as I collect my backpack and sketches. I wipe the remaining tears from my eyes. As I rush off to class, I collide with a professor.

"Shit I'm so sorry," I say as I put my hands over my mouth to cover my foul language. The professor staggers back and his papers go flying in all directions. I help him collect his papers and he helps me collect mine.

Our eyes meet and I see that he's young. Maybe he's just a student and not a professor after all.

"It's alright. Just watch where you're going next time. This is my first day teaching. Wish me luck. Which class are you heading to?"

"I'm heading to world history."

"Well, you're in luck. I'm professor Oakley your new world history professor as of yesterday. Mr. Collins got sick last minute and I was asked to accept the job. I won't mark you absent if you follow me to class miss....what is your name?"

"Cora, my name is Cora. And sure I will follow you. I don't actually know where the class is located."

"Well, we will find it together."

I follow professor hottie to our destination. The whole walk all I can look at is his rigged jawline. He is far too young for me to view him as a professional educator. He's six years older than me at least. He's twenty-four or twenty-five if I were to guess. There's no way I should be having thoughts about a professor I just met. For someone who's just been dumped the last thing I need is to get kicked out of Nordstrom University.

Professor Oakley opens the door for me. My cheeks turn red. His gentlemanly gestures have me in awe and swooned away somewhere else in a girlish fantasy.

"Thanks. I'll take my seat." I sit down and listen to him talk about the Chinese dynasties. All I can do is focus on his jawline and how mature he looks compared to my peers. I take notes and decide to keep this to myself. Evelyn doesn't need to know that I have already started having a little crush on my college professor. All it took was one mere accident and a rather sexy lecture with a deep voice to turn me into a lustful woman. 

After class I overhear the prettier women making comments about Professor Oakley.

"Damn, he's fine. This might be my new favorite class. I wonder if he gives one-on-one tutoring sessions if I fail on purpose." A tall athletic chick giggles in the hallway.

I don't make eye contact. But in my heart, I already know that no matter if I like a professor or a boy my age, no one will ever look at a girl whose body wasn't worthy enough for sex. Spencer's right my body is weird and I will always be defective goods.

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39 Chapters
Chapter 1: Defective Goods
"What's your major?" The dreaded question all freshmen are supposed to know upon arrival at a university. That's what's wrong with my friend group; they all know what college major they are going to study or what type of man they want to bang. On the other hand, I'm still shocked I got into college. I'm not dumb, but I'm not smart. I'm average. Average Cora with her average...everything. Not even my breasts are fully developed. Most women have a chest full of tempting fruit the size of apples. My delicacies are the size of baby plums. Two small plums in a sea full of apples. I will definitely get looked over. There's nothing more embarrassing for a nineteen-year-old woman than still being in puberty. Some women are gifted with their bodies, and some of us aren't. Some of us are round, and some of us are invisible to our male prospects. "I haven't made up my mind on what I want to study. I'm taking general education classes until the spring semester. I will figure it out by Christma
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Chapter 2: Chinese History
My coffee is hot as I study the world history syllabus for a fifth time. Professor Oakley's cell phone number is toward the top of the page and so is his email. The temptation to text him by accident has crossed my mind, but I would be no different than the other girls considering flunking to get a tutoring session."Earth to Cora? Did you hear anything I just said?" Evelyn taps her nails against her notebook and walks across our dorm room. I almost wish my best friend wasn't my roommate. If Evelyn was someone new who didn't know all my quirks I might be able to get away with wallowing in my thoughts."No, sorry studying the syllabus," I reply as I continue to scan the pages. I'm hoping to learn more about Professor Oakley. I will say this, I'm rather impressed with how quickly he put the syllabus together the night before."You've been reading it for an hour. Unless...something happened in that class yesterday that you're not telling me."My cheeks are flustered and my palms get swea
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Chapter 3: A History Tutor
I eat breakfast in my dorm room at my desk. My desk lamp glows dimly in the background as Evie sleeps. My syllabus is covered in notes along with a notebook filled with interview-style of questions for my college professor. Evie believes I should wear a sexy red dress. That's a bit too flashy. I wear tight blue jeans and a v-neck t-shirt. I don't wear make-up and straighten my hair.God this girly shit is a chore."Good luck, Cora," Evie smiles and waves from her bed. I'm jealous she gets to sleep in every morning until ten. All her classes start at eleven. Mine all start at eight or nine, but I do get my afternoons free.I walk toward Professor Oakley's office. I try to treat it like a professional would. But truth be told my nerves are everywhere. He's only an adjunct professor, but he still gets his own office. I knock on the door and swallow."Good morning, Cora. Have a seat. What can I help you with this morning?"I hand him my notes. I've forgotten everything I wanted to say."Y
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Chapter 4: Dante
The meeting with Professor Oakley went far better than I thought it would. But even still, I will keep my distance and tell Evie it flopped. I need time to process everything that has transpired. I'm not even sure I believe it myself.In order to make tutoring successful, I need to come with an outline of questions prepped and ready to go. Evie's memorized my class schedule. I am not sure what to tell her about tutoring before world history. I'm sure I will come up with some reason to be gone.Evie comes waltzing in. Her coffee has stained her notebook. Her face looks frazzled from college life."Well, how did it go this morning with a certain older gentleman?" Of course she jumps right into her interrogation mode, as predicted."Well, it didn't go as well as I had hoped.""Is he married or something?" I honestly hadn't thought to investigate his relationship status. But it's a good enough excuse to get her off my back."Yeah, there was a picture of him and some female on his desk. He
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Chapter 5: Scared of Two Men
The double date ends with Dante kissing my cheek and giving me his phone number. I agree to go on another date with him and he'll take me to his Black Sparrow's concert. He plays the drums. He'll remind me of my little brother, Corbin back home. Growing up Corbin always played the drums in the afternoon. He died of cancer when he was twelve. I sure miss him.Evie leads us back to our dorm room. My phone buzzes. I ignore it."Well, what did you think of the date? Did you enjoy it or was it plain?"Truth be told it was nice. Dante's interesting enough as far as male prospects go and he did spend the majority of the night staring at my chest every other glance. Which is more than Spencer ever gave me."I enjoyed it. I like him. You're right. I need to get a boyfriend. Maybe Dante's the right guy for me. Come to think of it I think Dante's in my world history class with Professor Oakley. I should try sitting next to him on Monday."Evie agrees and starts getting ready for bed. Her rituals
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Chapter 6: Double Dates Suck
Date night is here! Evie is excited to get down and dirty with Benjamin in the aftermath of our double date. Me on the other hand, I have no plans to fuck Dante. That would be too soon and I want losing my v-card to mean something. Or at least a little something. If I am to sleep with Dante I want to get to know him first or even fall for him a little before hand. I'm not asking too much. It took me two months to fall for Spencer, I am sure I could repeat the process if need be.I spent the entire world history class period avoiding eye contact with Professor Oakley. I sat by Dante who doodled guitars all over his notes. At least we have drawing in common. It was a nice discovery prior to our date night. It allowed me to have enough time to sketch a large guitar for Dante.I pull the guitar drawing out of my sketch book and roll it up for Dante. I slip it into my purse. Evie is ready for me to become a woman. I wear a nice tightly fitting black dress and don't feel like myself one bit
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Chapter 7: The Crush
Professor Oakley drives a black Silverado. He doesn't strike me as the type to drive a truck. But I hardly know anything about him.I sit still in the car and listen to the quiet jazz music playing softly in the background. My heart's a mess but it shouldn't be. Students are not supposed to be attracted to their professors. He's made so many passes at me, it's hard not to remember them all by name.Professor Oakley wasn't planning on having me ride in his car tonight. We didn't know we would run into each other. It was a meeting by chance. I'm not sure where Professor Oakley is planning on taking me, it either needs to be far away or we need to go to his house.The idea of going to Professor Oakley's house and being alone with him makes me want to panic. The way I feel right now is how I used to feel when I dated Spencer. In a word, Giddy. My phone buzzed earlier and I still haven't checked it. I check it now in the silence of the car. It's Spencer checking in on me to see how colleg
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Chapter 8: Habitual Liar
Did last night really happen? It's getting hard to distinguish fact from fiction. It's all a blur now. I wake up early and find an impatient Evie waiting for me at the end of my bed."What the hell happened last night? Where did you go? How did you get back here?" Evie taps her fingers on my desk with her bright nail polish.Now what am I supposed to do? I did text Dante that I wasn't feeling well. I could just roll with that story and be done with it."I got sick. I think some one spiked my drink and I got a ride home with a girl from my English class. It's fine. I text Dante. I feel bad about it. But my stomach was fire and you and Benjamin were enjoying each other's faces too much. I didn't want to bother you."I'm not a habitual liar or a pathological one, but lying to Evie is getting easier. I don't want to make a habit of lying to her, but until I know how I feel about Blake and if it's worth it my lips need to remain shut. He and I have an understanding about that.This is a ne
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Chapter 9: Helen of Troy
Professor Oakley has me grinning from ear to ear. If I'm not careful Evie will catch on. I never thought a college professor would notice the likes of me. But he has and now what do I do? Maybe if we agree to only see each other a few times a month then it would be easier to keep it a secret. Our texts to each other tell another story. We flirt a lot, and he wants to push it further.He wants me to go to his house this weekend around the same time as my next forced double date with Dante. Ugh. Dante still wants that study coffee date. I don't think Blake would appreciate me partnering up with another man who also has an attraction toward me. But I do need to study and his tests aren't exactly the easiest to master.So I guess I'm just going to have to partner up with Dante anyway and study. Dante isn't exactly the sexiest man on this campus. Not sure how to keep Evie out of my romance life. She's so nosy and at some point I'm sure she'll brownnose this out of me. Evie wants to be a jo
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Chapter 10: Texting the Professor
I bring my sketch book to my date. Dante doesn't have anything fancy planned. But still hanging out with him is better than being broken by Spencer or having my heart crushed by a tall blonde woman waltzing into my professor's office. I shouldn't even care who my teacher fraternizes with and yet I do."Is something wrong? You seem distracted?" Dante asks as he holds a pair of drum sticks in his hands and begins striking the table loudly. His drumming annoys the coffee shop staff enough they come over and tell him to put them away or he will need to leave."I am distracted. That darn history test. I won't pass. And I'm annoyed with Professor Oakley."Fuck that last part was not supposed to slip. My mouth has run away with me again."What did he do? Make us study? Maybe college isn't your thing."Maybe Dante is to preoccupied with his drumming to notice. I almost want to talk about history so I can be mad at Blake. We aren't dating, but why did he rub me in places no one else has. Am I
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