Taking The Scenic Route Home: Part 1 - Sex Stories

Taking The Scenic Route Home: Part 1

I’d been lecturing at Charlottesville University and was due to make my way home. As part of an exchange programme I lecture in history and its application in the context of modern politics, diplomacy, international relations etc a few times a year; put simply, answering the ‘what can we learn from history?’ question. The last lecture was the usual mix of final year undergrads and post-graduates reading similar subjects and those with a general interest. Normally, after finishing my lecture I made a beeline for Dulles airport to catch the evening flight home back to Blighty. This time however, I’d been invited by my host to take part in a post lecture Q&A/debate session. This was fairly novel to me and I had managed to persuade my home university to cough up for the extra night’s hotel bill (and if I could get away with it some convivial beers!). All in all there were about thirty-odd people, mainly postgraduates, present for the debate which went very well with some intelligent questions and hearty debate; always very gratifying for an academic. Post-debate my host, a British ex-pat now very happily living in the colonies (as we joke to one another) suggested we head off to a local bar for a few beers and invited anyone who wished to join us; as with any conference the best debate and work happens in the pub afterwards over a few beers. About ten people joined us and chancing my luck with my expense exclaim put my card behind the bar and got the first round in. One of those ...

... present, a woman whom I guessed was mid-late twenties and turned out to be named Toni (Antonia), asked for a pint (or 20oz as it turned out) of one of the local IPAs (India Pale Ale). She got my attention I have to say, not only due to her choice of drink which chimed exactly with my own but because she was quite striking. Long dark hair, pale skin, high cheekbones, almost hypnotic green eyes, about 5’5”, with a delicately curvy, in proportion figure (32C/D I thought with hips to match); quite an arresting combination. Anyhow, being at least ten years her senior I put any salacious thoughts out my head, grabbed my beer and went to join the chat. The drinks/debate was great and Toni it turned out was not only very attractive and sexy as hell but also confidant with a razor sharp mind and we enjoyed squaring off a number of times during the beer-fuelled debate, and I have to admit when she turned those green eyes on my fully I lost my train of thought more than once. She turned out to live in Washington DC, was reading for a Masters in International Relations following a law degree with a view to practicing international related law and had come down especially for my lecture on the advice of her supervisor; I was flatted I have to admit! After drinks we all left the pub. I thanked all the students for their interest and company, bade my goodnights and headed for my hotel. About thirty seconds later I heard my name called; I turned round to see Toni heading towards me. ‘We’re ...