Kept by the Professor: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

I thought he was the handyman. Tall, muscular, a Viking with a tool belt.
My last semester. I’m borderline failing Algebra, the last class I need to graduate. I’ve been getting extra help from my dear, elderly professor, bringing him cookies once a week in exchange for tutoring, and then the rug is pulled out from under me.

With two weeks to go, my prof leaves. A sub is coming to finish the semester. When I see the moving van pull up, I bake a dozen, oversized mint chocolate chip cookies, and I head over. My new prof isn’t there, though, just a couple of movers and a muscular, arrogant handyman. He helps himself to the cookies and flirts a little.

He's so hot, I don’t stop him. I’m pretty much speechless, which doesn’t happen to me. That night, he helps me save my new puppy, and my fantasies for him kick into overdrive.

Little do I realize… he wants me too. And even less do I realize… he’s my new professor.