We need to all do this together,” Ester said.“Ester, what the hell are you talking about?” I asked.“Have a drink Matt while we talk,” she su...gested.“No thanks Ester, just call Sarah in and let’s get this over with,” I suggested. I had no idea what it could be unless she had found the paint buckets. In which case I was going to load them into the truck and move out tonight. I doubted she would call the cops. If she wanted to do that, they would be part of the discussion.Ester began, “Sarah had. She was in her mid thirties, and since I was in my mid twenties and preferred older women, she was absolutely perfect. She was a free spirit like I was and enjoyed talking to people online. Our chats quickly became flirty and even turned into role-playing, fantasizing about meeting up at her place and having our way on her couch. I couldn't stop thinking about her as I lay in bed, my hands moving up and down my thighs, wishing she was there with me. Finally I gave up and walked into my living. “Am I sure? Most definitely, I am sure I want the same thing you and Guy want. I don’t want to come between you - I want to be with you, and feel what you feel for each other. I haven’t felt this way in years, and I never knew I would ever feel this way again, until now. I’m ready to love again and I’m ready to be loved again. I don’t want a man touching me, I want to be free like your Mom told me she feels. She told me that she would never let another man to touch her - other than Guy. As soon. I nearly permitted myself to be overcome by this unanticipated advance and had to use every bit of self control to force myself away from her and to say that though I am deeply flattered and that her allure was such that I feared that I was about to do something that was unethical as her teacher and that I could not do this, though I want to. She looked straight into my eyes and said that she wasn't sure how I’d react but that she had developed such a crush on me over the course of the semester.