He Looked into Her Eyes

This story contains risqué and sexually suggestive language.

Allyson and Madison walked across the small but incredibly beautiful upstate New York college campus. It was springtime and the scent of lilacs filled the air. Maddie turned to her identical twin sister, Ally, and commented, “You know, it’s a good thing that guys I go out with don’t wear cologne that smells like lilacs.” I wouldn’t be able to keep my pants on.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” said Ally, “and you really like the blue ones because they match your eyes. You’re so romantic Maddie. Maybe you should try introducing yourself before you climb into bed with the guys you date.”

“And I suppose you are going to wait forever for your knight in shining armor, Ally.”

“Of course not,” retorted Ally. “I keep a couple of screwdrivers and a pair of pliers in my tote bag. If he can’t get his armor off fast enough, I’ll be happy to help him.”

The two sisters giggled as they walked toward the prelaw building to their class with Dr. Jones.

Springtime had fully descended on the campus; the end of the semester was only a few weeks away. Had he been there, Alfred Tennyson would have been ecstatic as the thoughts of many young men (and women) did indeed turn to thoughts of love. Of course, some of it might have been more accurately referred to as lust.

Dr. Jones entered the classroom and greeted the students. He was in his early thirties and behind his back he was referred to as Indie, after the Harrison Ford character in the movies where Harrison Ford played Professor Indiana Jones. Despite being identical twins, Ally and Maddie didn’t agree on everything. One thing they did agree on, however, was their Dr. Jones was at least ten times hotter than the Harrison Ford version.

Dr. Jones was as brilliant in the field of law as he was hot. He could have accepted any number of teaching positions at much larger universities but preferred to teach at the smaller school as the small class sizes gave him more time to indulge his passion for writing about law. He currently had two books awaiting publication and several articles published in respected legal journals. When not writing, he pursued his other favorite pastimes.

In today’s lecture he spoke extensively on the power of the U.S. presidency and whether personal conduct had limits even for those at the height of power. Midway through his lecture, seeking discussion from the class, he asked the students for their thoughts.

Maddie tentatively raised her hand. Dr. Jones pointed to Maddie and said, “Yes please, but first tell me again, which one are you?”

The class laughed and Maddie and Ally smiled. It was a question they had gotten all their lives. The twins were so identical that only someone who had spent a great deal of time with them could tell them apart.

“I’m Maddie,” she replied.

“Throughout U.S. History and other countries as well, men in positions of power have often been excused from their moments of indiscretion. There were substantive allegations but no definitive proof that President Kennedy had an affair with Marilyn Monroe, yet no charges were brought against him. President Clinton was known to have had sex with his intern, Monica Lewinsky, in the Oval Office yet when impeached he was found not guilty. Some members of his party argued that it was not an impeachable offense. President Trump served as President even though he was a convicted felon. Thus, there is evidence in our history that, at least in the presidency, that some individuals are granted leniency in their personal conduct.

“Well said, Maddie, are there comments from anyone else before I move on?”

When no other students, offered input, Professor Jones covered several different authorities of the President before completing his lecture. “OK class, please remember your reading assignment over the weekend but do enjoy the great weather outside. Maddie, would you mind staying a few minutes after class?”

As the classroom emptied, Maddie wondered what Professor Jones could possibly want to talk to her about.

Maddie thank you again for your class contribution today that was a first-rate answer. You have great potential as a debater. Maddie smiled flirtatiously and said, “Thank you Dr. Jones.”

“This morning before I came to class, I got a call from a friend of mine, Jonathan Edwards, a professor at State University. They’re hosting a regional debate this weekend. I’m planning on attending because I would like to see how they host it. I’m hoping to host one here next semester. Jonathan offered to let me bring one student with me to participate. I was wondering if you would like to go. I think it would be a good experience for you. It’s never too early to gain good experience for your law school application. We can take my car and drive up on Friday afternoon. It will take us just over three hours to get there. Jonathan has reserved a couple of rooms at a nice hotel for us. The department will pick up the bill for everything. We’ll be back Saturday night.

“That sounds wonderful Dr. Jones, I would love to go. Do I need to bring anything?” “Not really, business casual for the debate and something comfortable for the trip up and back. Oh, I’m taking my swimsuit; the pool at that hotel is great and I may try to get some laps in if we get a chance.”

“Sounds great, Maddie replied.”

“OK, then, come by my office at about 12:30 Friday and we’ll get on the road.”

“Thank you, Professor,” said Maddie with a smile.

Back in their dormitory room, Maddie was going through every piece of her wardrobe trying to decide what to wear for the weekend. Ally was helping.

When Maddie showed Ally the shirt, she wanted to wear for the trip to State on Friday, Ally screamed.

“Maddie you cannot wear that; it’s too dangerous!”

“Dangerous? What do you mean dangerous?” said Maddie with a sly grin.

“Maddie if you wear that and he cannot keep his eyes off your boobs; he will run off the road and kill both of you.”

Maddie had to concede that Ally had a point, so she reluctantly returned her first choice to the drawer but the one she eventually chose was only slightly less revealing.

Finally, Maddie went through her swimsuits and eventually selected her newest one.

“Oh my God!” screamed Ally. “If you wear that you had better be on the pill! Are you trying to get raped?”

Always protective of her younger and more adventurous sister, Ally the older one by all of fourteen minutes stormed out of the dorm room.

At 12:30 on Friday afternoon, Maddie showed up at Dr. Jones office, her carryon in hand. The professor was dressed comfortably in khakis and a polo shirt. The surprise for Maddie was the size of his biceps that bulged impressively under his polo. Whenever she had seen him previously, he was usually dressed in a sport coat or long sleeve shirt covering those arms.

"Hi Maddie. All ready to go?”

“Sure am, Dr. Jones."

“Great, let’s go.”

Dr. Jones grabbed Maddie’s carryon and together they walked to the faculty parking lot. Maddie had heard that Dr. Jones drove a nice car but was taken aback when he tossed her bag into the trunk of a white Mercedes Benz convertible and then held the door open for her to climb in. Whoever had said he drove a nice car was guilty of a drastic understatement.

Dr. Jones asked Maddie if she would mind if they took the scenic route saying it would add about a half hour to the trip but it was well worth it. Maddie agreed but wondered what more could be added to this already perfect trip. She was cruising along in a super nice Mercedes beside the hottest professor she had ever met. Life was good.

The Mercedes hugged the road like the dream car that it was. Dr. Jones obviously knew how to handle the powerful engine and kept the car hugging the curves as they worked their way into the foothills. As the miles passed behind them, he could not resist a quick look at Maddie. Her blonde hair was blowing behind her and she had a smile on her face. Maddie caught the professor’s glance, and her smile got bigger. His smile got bigger too. Maybe Ally was right, but she should have worn the other shirt.

The two chatted occasionally along the route learning a little more about the other. Mostly they listened to the awesome selection of music that he played. A couple of hours into the drive, Dr. Jones took an exit that said Scenic Overlook.

“Let’s take a break,” he said. “This view is well worth it. Besides we’re making great time.”

The Mercedes effortlessly climbed a hill that took them to the summit where they parked and looked out at the incredible vista spread below. A low stone wall provided the perfect perch to sit and take in the view. There was no reason to say anything. The beauty of what was in front of them said it all.

“Sit here, I’ll be right back.” Professor Jones got up and popped the trunk on the Mercedes before returning with two glasses containing white wine. Handing one to Maddie, Dr. Jones proposed a toast. “To the good things in life.” They sipped on the wine for a few more minutes and then climbed back into the Mercedes and headed to the hotel.

After checking in and getting the room keys, the two headed for their rooms. As Maddie turned toward her room, Dr Jones said “Maddie, I want to get some laps in at the pool. Would you like to join me?”

“Sure, that sounds great. I’ll meet you at the pool in a few minutes. It only took Maddie a couple of minutes to get into her swimsuit. Truth be told, there wasn’t very much to get into. Her swimsuit was not one that was conducive to getting exercise. Hers was more conducive to proving that a very small amount of fabric could be used to cover or somewhat cover a woman’s private body parts in public. A quick look in the mirror brought a grin to Maddie’s face. She slipped on an oversized t-shirt and flip-flops and headed to the pool.

The indoor pool really was impressive and a good bit larger than most hotel pools. There was a dad playing in the shallow end with two adorable little girls and a man swimming laps crosswise the pool in the deep end. The tall muscular body was easily pulling itself through the water and making perfect flip turns at each side. It took Maddie’s mind a few seconds to grasp that the marvelous body in the pool was the same one that stood at the front of her prelaw lecture classes and that had sat beside her in his awesome Mercedes. The words “Oh my God,” escaped from Maddie’s lips.

Maddie considered diving into the pool but thought it better to ensure that Dr. Jones got a good first look at his favorite student before she got wet. She need not have worried. Although Dr. Jones gave the appearance of focusing on perfect swimming form to satisfy the exercise needs of his body, he had already spotted Maddie, the moment she removed her oversized t-shirt. "Maddie come on in the water is great. "Maddie, come on in the water is great.”

Maddie walked to the end of the pool where it would be deep enough for her to dive in and to also give Dr. Jones a few more seconds to gaze at her body. He could not resist the view but at least did stare at her in a somewhat gentlemanly fashion. A perfect dive, a quick glance at his body from under the water and Maddie surfaced a few feet from Dr. Jones.

Maddie had to admit the water was great. She also had to believe, however, that had they been swimming near Antarctica, that if Dr. Jones was there in his Speedo, the water still would have been great.

Maddie heard a door close and looked around to see that the dad and the two little girls had left.

Perfect timing, she thought, and now she and Doctor Jones were alone. She moved closer to him.

“You must do a lot of swimming, Dr. Jones.”

“I try to Maddie, but please call me Will. Do you swim a lot?”

“I used to swim competitively but I gave it up. I do miss it sometimes though.”

“I bet you were good.”

“I could hold my own,” she said, “but I was never going to compete at a high level like I wanted to.”

“How about a small bet?” the professor asked. “Let’s go four laps of the pool and see who wins.”

“I think we should both win,” said Maddie. “How about if you win you take me to your room. If I win, you take me to your room. I would say that sounds like a fair wager.”

“I would agree,” said Will. It is very fair, but I would suggest that we do not waste any more time and energy here. Let’s just go to my room now.”

The door had barely closed behind them when Maddie’s bikini and Will’s Speedo lay on the floor. Will’s muscular arms scooped up Maddie and gently laid her on the bed. Maddie’s passionate kisses appealed to Will, a mature man who knew how to make love to a woman. Will was so unlike the boys that Maddie was accustomed to; the ones who only sought their physical satisfaction from her body.

Will leaned forward and whispered, “A man could lose his soul in those beautiful blue eyes of yours.”

The remainder of the time at State University went well. Maddie did well in the debates and gained some good experience. Dr. Jones learned a great deal about what it would take for their school to host a regional debate during the fall semester. Together, Will and Maddie put more wear and tear on the bed in Will’s room.

A summer storm made the trip back less romantic but nonetheless special for Maddie. Will deftly drove the Mercedes with one hand while one hand stayed entwined with Maddie’s.

Both agreed they would abstain from anything other than the normal student professor interaction until they could find another reasonably safe opportunity.

About ten days later, Dr. Jones was working late in his office when he heard a knock on his door. Opening the door, he was surprised to see his favorite beautiful student standing in the hallway.

“Dr. Jones, I’m sorry to bother you but I’m really struggling to come up with a position on my term paper that you assigned. I was wondering if I could get a few minutes of your time.”

“Of course, come in, how can I help?”

For about a half hour, the student and professor sat together on the sofa in his office and went over the requirements for the term paper and how far she had gotten in presenting her point of view. Dr. Jones patiently suggested ways that might strengthen the paper by bringing up additional points as well as a couple of items that she might want to omit.

“Feel better now?” he asked.

“Yes, I feel a lot better, thank you Dr. Jones, you’re my knight in shining armor.”

“Please, call me Will. How’s everything else going? The semester is almost over. Do you have plans for the summer?”

“I really haven’t thought much about it yet, but there are a lot of things that I would like to do. How about you Will?”

“I hope to do some traveling but haven’t finalized my plans yet. My travel partner had to drop out due to some health issues, and I really dislike traveling alone.”

“Where were you planning on going?” she asked, suddenly very interested.

“A good friend of mine offered me his beach front villa in Costa Rica for a month. I was planning on doing some writing between long hours on the beach and maybe some snorkeling.”

“It sounds like heaven Will.”

“Oh, it is, Costa Rica is one of my favorite places.”

“I’ve heard about it. I would love to see it someday.”

“Perhaps you will see it, replied Will while he placed his hand on her leg. Perhaps you will.”

“Will, you really helped me out on my paper, is there anything I could do to repay you.”

“Please don’t give it a second thought,” as he moved his hand to the back of her shoulders and started a gentle massage.

“Please let me help you with that Will. I’d be much more comfortable without my shirt.”

“I think we would both be more comfortable without anything on.”

“I agree, I would love to have my knight in shining armor without his armor,” as she began to unbutton his shirt.

Freed from their clothes, the two passionately embraced with Will looking deep into her eyes. “A man could lose his soul in those beautiful green eyes of yours.” Despite his aroused state and passion for the woman in his arms, Will paused and thought about what he had just said.