His Teacher's Pet and It's Chemistry

It's Chemistry

Jenny turned off the car engine and practically sprinted across the college campus parking lot to get to the lab where her chemistry class was held. She wasn’t late, she just loved being back in school. She had dropped out her first year when she was pregnant, married her high school sweetheart and stayed home to take care of the baby. The marriage didn’t work out but she and her ex were still good friends and both were committed to raising their son. Now Nathan was in school and Jenny could finally try to continue her studies again part-time.
It wasn’t easy as a single mom juggling a kid, work and school. Something had to give and it was usually her personal life. Either she was too tired at the end of the day to go out with her friends, or she had work to catch up on or she just wanted to spend time with her son.
She joked that her best boyfriend was six inches tall, battery operated and lived in the drawer next to her bed. Actually, she wasn’t joking at all. Maybe that’s why her lab partner Todd, gorgeous yet arrogant, made her so wet. He was 12 years younger, and like a lot of guys that age, acted like an experienced man of the world.
He would yammer on about vegetarianism, pacifism, yada yada yada and then go bum smokes off someone.
He didn’t expect an answer or argument; he just liked to hear himself talk which was fine with Jenny. It gave her an opportunity to stare at his broad chest and fine biceps, not to mention his totally flat and chiseled 22 year-old stomach beneath his close fitting thin t-shirts with stupid ironic sayings on them.
They had agreed to meet in the lab on Saturday to go over the project they were supposed to present on Monday. Jenny knew she was being absurd, but just the thought of being alone with that kid for the first time made her heart beat faster.
It really had been too long since she had great sex, make that any kind of sex, she thought as she took her time getting ready. She selected her best fitting pair of jeans that drew attention to her firm ass and narrow waist, and a bright blouse that complimented her lightly tanned complexion to perfection. She slicked on a clear gloss that emphasized her full lips, tousled her hair and flew out the door.
Now a few steps away from the lab, she had her doubts. He would see right through her. It would be totally embarrassing and pathetic if he saw her as some older single mom desperate for a fuck. Well, she shrugged as she looked down at her high-heeled sandals (high heels on a Saturday afternoon, really?) and new cherry red pedicure, that’s what she was. He should consider himself blessed, she whispered to herself, rolled her shoulders back and strode through the lab door with her head held high.