I'm a twenty-four year old PhD student and Computer Science researcher. When I was twenty-two I started sleeping with my (now former) thirty-four year old Economics professor. She is absolutely beautiful, exotic, intelligent, worldly, funny. Everything I've ever wanted in a woman. I understand I am an attractive young male, tall, fit, smart, charming, the works, but she makes me melt, I'm always so worried about us, and her. Our first time together was amazing, and after I finished in her, I left my cock in and held her close to me. I have never felt so at home in my life, than I do when I'm in her. She really likes me too, and we get each other lavish gifts and go out for expensive dinners, we are perfect for each other. No one knows however, some of my friends think I'm gay because they never see me with anyone anymore, and I know I'm the only one in her life (I'm at her place all the time, and we are always talking.) But we never tell each other about our love. The closest I came was once when I got back to her apartment before her, I was sitting on the bed naked, with my cock in hand, getting hard thinking of her having my kids (seriously thats how I get off now). She walked in and obviously saw me, I wasn't surprised I just strutted up to her and pressed my cock against her and held her close, then kissed her. She asked what I was thinking about and I told her. She smiled and giggled, I went on to try to explain myself, but she pressed her finger to my lips and hushed me. We had the best fuck of our lives that night. She fucked me reverse cowgirl, I fucked her, standing, sitting, laying, name it. I finished in her doggy, I slapped her ass and told her she was my slut. She tells me she loves the way I fill her up, make her wet, and let my cum ooze out. This time I ate her out after, and put our cum back in her mouth. When we were done passionately kissing and slow fucking, I broke it to her, that I didn't want to be just her fuck toy anymore, that I loved her. She smiled and told me to go to sleep, I did, both of our hot, sweaty bodies clinging to each other's. We have kept fucking, I can't see myself without her, but I can't go on just being kept here in limbo. I want her, I want her to feel the same for me, I seriously want her to give me my kids (yeah it sounds as ridiculous to you as to me). I have screwed around with a good amount of women, but she is the only one for me, the only one I've ever felt devoted to. What should I do? I have met her friends, I don't think she is ashamed of me, is she nervous?