The Concept

When the room began to clear, I noticed Rachel sitting on a stool at a table to the left of Dr. Howard’s. As the last of the other students exited, Howard moved to the door, locked it, and pulled down the shade. Rachel chose that moment to step over to the instructor’s table. Noticing her standing there, Howard came and stood close to her. I felt the anger building within me.

“Well, Rachel, may I assume you’ve made a decision about wanting to improve your overall semester grade?” 

“I don’t know yet. What will I have to do?”

“Why, simply be nice to your instructor.” He moved closer to Rachel, reached up and stroked the upper part of her left arm. I could feel the anxiety beginning to build up in my chest.

“After all, you are a lovely young woman, and I’m very attracted to lovely young women, especially someone as physically charming as you are.”

“Be sure to take the room key with you so you can get back in. Lock the car after you have the suitcases and that door when you return.”

“Yes Ma’am!”

The way I said it apparently surprised her. She poked her head out of the bathroom.

“Sorry Bobby! I’m not trying to be bossy. I simply want to be sure we won’t be interrupted.”

“I was only teasing.”    

The key was on the end table, as promised. After getting the suitcases out of the trunk, and checking to make sure both car doors were locked, I reentered the room.

“Okay, Rachel. I’m in. Are you ready?”

She stepped out of the bathroom.

“Help me, Bobby.”

She still had the dress on that she wore to the ceremony, but there wasn’t any long underskirt anymore. In fact, the light behind her showed through the gown. She didn’t have any undergarments on, at all. The collar was stretched and rested on the top of her arms. In one quick movement, she reached up and pulled the top from her arms. The gown dropped to the floor.