Hot for Teacher

"Really? You're happy? That's cool."

"Well yeah - I mean, I never could discover who you were and I forgot to ask for your number at the party." Again, after he said it, Jack realized he was being a bit forward talking about her phone number.

But Trish merely bent down and wrote her phone number in the corner of the essay that Jack was grading. "Better call me quick," she said as she glanced at the top of the paper, "or, this Jon Sanderson kid might beat you to it. Ciao!"

With that she turned and walked away. He didn't get a kiss this time, but at least Jack had her number now. He didn't wait long to call her. He called her the very next night. She invited him to dinner and he showed up in his best tweed jacket, a pair of jeans, with an expensive bottle of wine.

Trish greeted him at the door in one of those little red dresses that highlighted every facet of her body while leaving much of it bare including her legs, shoulders and midriff. "Welcome," said Trish as she gave him a peck on the cheek, took his hand, and led him into her small apartment. "I hope you like Thai food. I'm not much of a cook so I ordered takeout."

After a great meal and some great conversation about university life, the 2 of them retired to Trish's couch to finish off the wine. At this point Jack was getting rather antsy.

"Okay Trish, I have enjoyed our little game of hunt and seek on your identity but can you please end this little game and tell me who you are?"

"Well Jack, I will but first I need to know... do you really like me? I mean, is this just a flirtation for you or are you having some positive feelings for me? Some positive feelings which might counterbalance any negative ones after my revelation?"

Jack quickly replied, "Of course! I really like you and am curious if something could happen between us. If the negative thing is having lied to me about being in my calc class... well, I don't care about that."