Chapter 8

Joe continued his four day week at college. His mathematics lecturer was a plain frumpy woman called Ms Lehmann. She was a mousy blonde aged about 38 years of age who was on secondment from a university in New Zealand for one year. She was due to return home to her widowed mother in about two months time. She had never married due to her devotion to her work. Boyfriends were a distant rarity as she spent all her time on improving her work and mathematical skills. Life was everything she had planned apart from one pressing issue... Her biological clock was ticking... every time she relaxed and had the time to read a women's magazine she read about a woman's finite child bearing age. Over the years the ticking of her clock got louder and her maternal urges were now overcoming her career urges. She made a life changing decision and had formulated a plan which was to be put in place before she returned to her mother. Joe was selected to play a small but vital part of that plan...

After careful selection she decided that he was handsome, blond, tall, slim, kind and intelligent but the asset that swung it in his favour was... he was one of twins. Twins run in families she knew and if she could go home to New Zealand with two babies in her womb then her family would be complete in one go. If she could become pregnant by him, he wouldn't even know she had conceived his babies, she would be back home with mother.

Ms Lehmann's problem was how to get a sample of his sperm to fertilise her. He would never want to date her, a plain Jane with no figure and a dress sense that made no sense. She would pay him to service her but didn't know how to approach him. What if he refused and spread the story around the college? She couldn't stand the embarrassment.

She consulted her diary... she had two more fertile periods before she had to go home. One was due almost immediately. What was she going to do? It was hopeless, she couldn't think of a solution. He had trillions of sperm floating around in his testicles and all she wanted was one... or was it two?

Joe looked at his maths homework. He was stunned. Instead of his usual eighty or ninety percent he had only received twenty percent! And to cap it all Ms Lehmann had written 'See me!' in the margin. Joe ran after her when he spotted her in the college corridor. "Ms Lehmann!, Can I see you about my homework?"

She stopped and smiled, "Joe, yes, I need to discuss it with you, but my day is rather full. Could you meet me this evening?"

"This evening? Err, yes, I think I'm free. Where though?" asked Joe.

"Well, I usually go out for a bar snack or something. What's say I buy you a meal at Winston's or somewhere and we can discuss it away from this dreary place?" she beamed.

"A meal? Oh you don't have to do that. I couldn't impinge on your spare time like that..." he began to protest.

"Oh, what the hell, it's Christmas, let's celebrate. It would be my pleasure, Joe. I haven't had a chance to be more social with my students, but now I'm coming to the end of my year here, I want to try and put that right. See you in Winston's at seven?"

"Seven?... yeah, OK then. If you don't mind?

"Seven it is then... see you there Joe!" said Ms Lehmann in a voice that was beginning to break with nervous tension. She had never found it easy to socialise even with other women.

Joe was surprised. Ms Lehmann didn't talk like that!!!!!!! What pills was she popping? he thought.

After college ended he had time to go home and wash and change. Lisa was in a good mood but didn't want him to out without her. "Oh I know..." she joked "Littl' Joe's got detention after school!"

Ms Lehmann was a bag of nerves. Sitting on the toilet in her small flat she pondered her actions. What she had in mind could get her sacked. What was she thinking??????? You can't select a student and tell him his work is wrong then screw him!!!!! How is she going to get him in bed anyway? Tell him "Oh, Joe, because your work was so bad, I'm going to screw you all night... " Get real lady... A guy like that can screw beautiful girls...

Wiping her vagina, she noticed the tacky white ooze that she always got in the middle of her month. "Just do it girl... get yourself laid like every other woman!" It was time for her to get dressed.

She opened her shopping bag. She had bought for the first time in her life a suspender belt and stockings. This coupled with the smallest pair of knickers she had ever seen and a very unsuitable bra were to be the clothes that would try to seduce Joe tonight. After her shower she donned the clothes... Standing in front of her mirror she sighed. What would he think. A shapeless middle aged woman with an eighteen year old student. Downing the first half of a bottle of wine, she felt no better. Her taxi arrived, time to go...

Joe sat in the corner of Winston's. The place was brightly decorated and a Chrismas tree took pride of place in front of a roaring fire. It was five past seven and he was nervously looking out for his maths lecturer. When he saw her, his heart skipped a beat. Is that her!!!!!!!! What is she wearing????

Ms Lehmann strutted towards him in five inch heels, seamed stockings and a skirt that Lisa might think too short. "JOE! What do you want to drink? The nights on me... anything you like."

"Oh, a Coke would be fine, Ms Lehmann" he stammered.

"Call me Teresa and you're having something stronger than that... I'll order wine for both of us. Let's push the boat out, eh! It's Christmas after all." she said trying to sound confident. "I want to let my hair down tonight!"

Joe nodded and watched as she waltzed to the bar to order. Wow!

When she returned she insisted on filling his glass every time he took a sip. Her uncertainty broke through her charade with great regularity. He decided to take charge.

"Teresa... Why are you doing this? This isn't your style is it? " Ms Lehmann stopped and a tear started to leak from her eye. More followed as she held her head in her hands and sobbed quietly.