Oh god, this got long! He was my college professor. We're the same age (I went back in my 30s) and we were both married at the time. I thought he was cute, but it never went beyond that. I took 2 semesters of his courses (his specialty was related to my major), loved his sense of humor. After that last semester we hung out a few times, always in group settings, it was never romantic in any way. Our group even hung out at his house with his wife and kids a few times. A year later, he told us they're getting divorced. That was the last I heard from him for another year or so.

Earlier this year, we made plans to grab a beer to catch up and talk about how much being divorced sucks. After 2 beers, something about the way he smiled at me caught my eye... we had never been alone before and I hadn't thought about it at all but it made me all smiley back. The next day he left the country for a month to teach abroad and soon we were chatting online every day despite the 11 hour time difference but it never crossed the line into full on flirting, just a hint here and there.

We made plans to hang out the day after he came home (he actually asked me to pick him up from the airport - I said no!). We grabbed pizza, he showed me every single picture from his time out of the country, we walked back to his apartment to have a beer and after hours of built up tension he just randomly grabbed me and kissed me! Oh my god, it was incredible!

It's been a few months and we've said the love you's, have afternoons just reading and prepping lessons (I'm a teacher) and our sex just recently made that transition from wild, lusty, new-fling sex to real, emotional lovemaking. But every once in a while we'll run into his current students out in public and he switches back into professor mode and holy shit that's bizarrely hot. I also like to tease him that he gave me a B in one of my classes. :)