The Professor

Though I’ve really enjoyed having my stepson Noah come live with me, there were a few bumps in the road at first. After his mother and I split up, Noah initially stayed with her. Over time, their relationship had become a little rocky, so after a stepfamily meeting, we all agreed that Noah would come and live with me for a while.

suppose it's in the nature of a man to remember the exact moments when a choice branches his life in a different direction. That night I spent with Cole, my T.A.—that was one of those nights. That was one of those choices I bear the responsibility for.

Work has kept stepdad busy lately. His students are lucky; imagine having a professor as sexy as Professor Snow! I’m lucky too—even in typical professor garb and glasses his shaved head and sharp features give him a powerful, masculine edge. I’m sure he’s given rise to any horny student’s “hot professor” fantasy.

Ever since my stepson Noah started living with me, I’ve become fond of early mornings. By the time that I’m up, showered, and ready to head to work, Noah is still in his bedroom fast asleep. Interestingly enough, the boy never sets an alarm anymore.

On a late Tuesday afternoon, Professor Snow and his teaching assistant Cole were left with far too many test papers to grade. The professor suggested to his young assistant that they work together at his home office, as this would offer them more quiet privacy.