Her danger periods were in the evening hours when she started in on the gin and tonics or some type of vodka martini that was all the go. It was at th...se times that her inhibitions vanished and she did some naughty things she would not normally do.I don't know what got into me but when she dared me to taste the martini concoctions; I succumbed to her persuasive powers and had two of them without blinking an eyelash. Now we were both forearmed with enough bravado to risk making fools of. Most of them sort of slouched toward the back. There was actually an empty space between the back-of-the-room guys and the Front Row crowd.The professor came in, middle-aged, pretty good looking. I had met him in counseling. He had given me a pretty good once-over when I sat down in his office, but he didn't say anything strange or make any remarks. He stood at the front, looked around."Good morning. For those I haven't met, I am Stephen Halleck, your instructor for this section." Then he went. Hope thats OK’ It’s from her. But she never comes over. I take one last drag and put the stub out. Pick up my still steaming mug and bring it inside. I sit down back at my computer, open a blank page, and put fingers to keyboard to record my thoughts. My writing is interrupted- *Knock knock knock* then my phone vibrates in my pocket, sending shivers down my leg. ‘Knock knock knock’ it read. I open the door and there she stands, her face damp. It wasn’t raining and her eyes were red, fresh from. Awesome,but weird.I took my penis out of my mouth and wiped the saliva off on the sparsehair of my groin, feeling a thrill of excitement as I rubbed my dickhead on the skin where the base of my penis used to be attached. Then Iwalked back into the bedroom and climbed into bed with my wife, settingmy cock down on the night table. The feeling of walking with nothinghanging between my legs, no swaying or movement, was also strange. Shemutter sleepily and turned towards me, pressing her breasts.