Teacher’s Dirty Secret
Genre: Erotic, consensual, adult
Tone: Sensual slow-burn with intense heat
Setting: Upscale cocktail bar in a downtown hotel
It had been seven years since Julia Monroe stepped into a classroom. The days of lectures, office hours, and stacks of ungraded papers were behind her. Now, she published full-time—books on psychology and desire, ironically—and gave the occasional guest lecture at conferences.
But tonight, at the rooftop bar of the Marlowe Hotel, she was just Julia: legs crossed, wine glass in hand, black silk blouse daringly unbuttoned, eyes scanning the skyline like she owned it.
“Professor Monroe?”
The voice came from behind her, familiar and deeper than she remembered.
She turned slowly, her lips already curling.
“It’s just Julia now,” she said. Then her gaze locked on him—and her breath caught.
Eli Carter. Once the quiet, sharp-minded student who always lingered after class to debate theories no one else dared touch. Now… taller, broader, sharper around the edges in all the right ways.
“I almost didn’t recognize you,” she said, tilting her head.
He smirked. “I could say the same. You were always elegant—but I don’t remember you being this…”
“Dangerous?” she offered, eyes glinting.
His gaze swept over her slowly, deliberately. “That too.”
They sat, and the air between them thrummed like the low bass of the music playing beneath the city lights. Drinks turned into conversation—harmless at first. But the old tension that once simmered under rules and restraint now had no barriers.
When his hand brushed hers over the rim of his glass, she didn’t pull away.
When he leaned in to whisper how he used to fantasize about her during lectures, she didn’t stop him.
And when he asked if she wanted to continue the conversation somewhere more… private?
She only smiled.