When I was 13 I found somebody's stash of porn magazines. They were left in a cardboard box on the curb with their trash. I walked past their house on the way to school every morning but I had started to get up early to collect bottles and cans for the deposits to make extra cash. So when I found the stash I put the box in my wagon and ran home with it.

One of the magazines had a photo spread of an amazing woman. Sexy beyond belief. She had these huge natural tits, long red hair, blue eyes and freckles. I wanted to do her so bad. She was my primary jerking off fantasy for several years.

Fast forward five years. I'm a freshman in college taking college algebra and whose my professor? Same girl. Yep, my algebra professor is that same red headed babe I'd been jerking off to for the past five years. I was certain. She had the same face, same freckles, same little piercing on her nose. She had that same little tattoo of a rose on the back of her neck which was visible when her hair was up. Yep, it was her. So of course professors aren't allowed to become involved with their students. Didn't matter to me. but despite all my efforts to seduce her, she showed absolutely no interest. Then I got desperate and showed her the centerfold from the magazine, wrinkled, torn, stained and faded but she recognized it. I told her all I wanted was one night in bed and her appearance in the magazine could remain a secret. She reluctantly agreed.

So we made a date of it. I went over her place. We fucked, I had my fantasy come true. The next day after class she pulled me aside and told me she wanted to see me again but I had to keep it a secret. We dated for three years until she got a teaching job at another school. It was fun while it lasted.