I was a TA in a Organic Chem 1 and 2 Lab. I was young, 22 to be exact. This student took Org1 with me my first semester and he hit on me so often that it was almost distracting. I found him incredibly sexy to the point where I would have to hide behind things in fear of pointing out the obvious tent work. At the end of the semester, he didn't show up for his check out. I called him up, he said he was running late and could I wait for him. I sounded pissed off, pretended I was mad... haha. Everyone had finished and he showed up looking so incredible that it wasn't even funny. He flirted, checked out his drawer and asked me if I wanted to have something to eat. We went to Nathan's and we got dinner and he asked me to go back to his room. I said I couldn't, he was a student still. He said he understood, asked if I was teaching Org2 Lab again. I was and he said he would see me next semester.
Fast forward to Org2, he came back from winter break looking sexier than I remember. The flirting continued, it escalated into touching and getting close. Org2 ended, he was late for checkout again, asked to go eat lunch, asked to go back to his room and this time, since I wouldn't be teaching him again, I accepted. We go back to his room, we're on his bed and we're making out. He starts taking my pants off when I begin having second thoughts. I stop him, start kissing him again when I decide ... fuck it, let's go! His roommate was a partier, never came back to the room. I stayed all night with him and did the walk of shame down the hallway of my students. I didn't know they grouped the dorms past
Freshmen year by major... Apparently, he had a bet going that I'd sleep with him before he graduated and he won. He looked like Damien...