Educated by Proffesor part 1

I needed money for school and had posted a flyer offering cleaning services, babysitting any household work i might be able to help with.  
I recieved a call that evening from Proffesor Mckinney. I was quite familiar with him. He had been the director of my first play at SMSU. Tall, attractive, steely blue eyes full of wonderful expression. Everyone loved him, he was a favorite amongst the students.  
 
He explained that his wife was overwhelmed at home with young twins. That he would love to get her some help around the house with chores, and would i be available three days a week to help? I jumped at the invitation and answered with an enthusiastic "Yes! Thank you."  
 
I arrived a little early the first day. As I reached to knock on the door I heard shouting and paused. The couple was obviously having a big argument. I turned trying to make my escape as the front door swung open. His wife pushed past me very upset and shot me a look of death. I was lost for words as he and I locked eyes. He shook his head in appology. "I am sorry Jennifer, please don't leave" Stunned, I followed him into the living room and he slumped into the couch with an exhausted breath. "Things have been rough. She isn't always like that."  
 
"It's okay Proffesor. I am sure it is hard with two young babies. Umm, how can I help?" "What needs to be done?" My eyes darted around with unease.  
 
"She is upset at me for asking you here. Thinks I don't have faith in her abilities as a wife." his fingers rubbed his forhead in consternation. "Problem is I am unsure I do. I don't want to feel that way..." I saw his eyes well up. This was a man lost and my heart went out to him. "You want to go see a movie? Or just talk..Please. I would really love to be alone with a woman who isn't glaring at me." The proffesors blue eyes met mine pleadingly. I felt them deep and my skin went gooseflesh. Intuition told me something was beginning that might not end well. But he looked so distraught.  
 
"Just talk and a few laughs I promise." He said smiling. I knew better.  
 
"Yes. I would really like that." I swallowed hard against trepidation. My decision though had been made the moment I had followed him into the house. Something had most definately begun.  
 
We got into the car and he pulled off in silence. He looked full of thought. The muscles in his jaw flexed. He pulled into the parking lot of the Twighlight Tavern.  
"I am not 21." I said. My voice broke some spell and he turned to me. We stared at each other for what seemed an eternity. Suddenly he leaned in, placing his hands on either side of my face and kissed me long and hard. He ran his hand up my legs and parted them. His hand went rough to my pussy and he squeezed my mound tight.  
 
"You are moist through your leggings." he rubbed me. "Tell me you want me there. Please Jennifer." His tongue probed my mouth.  
 
"I want you there Proffesor." And I did.