Me and Mr. Smith

It was a warm spring night when I stepped out of the campus bar. I was tired, and a bit tipsy, and I was waiting to get picked up by my friend, Jack. I was 20 at the time, still unsure about my sexuality. My name is Will. I’m about 6’0 or 6’1, or was at the time… Anyways, back to the story.

I was waiting on a cold bench when I got a phone call from Jack.
“Hey bud,” he said into the phone, slurring his words. “I don’t think I will be able to pick you up.”
“Your an asshole! How the fuck am I supposed to get home now?”
“I don’t know, take the bus.. Or call a cab, I think they have campus cars?”
“Fine, what’s the number?” I quickly scrambled to write the numbers down on a cocktail napkin before hanging up.
A few seconds later, I called the cab company, and they dispatched a car to come get me. After several minutes of waiting, I finally was greeted by a cab car. I got in to the car and looked at the driver. He was in his late 40’s or early 50’s, quite cute I had noticed, and I thought I had seen him around the school.
“Hi, William is it?” He asked me.
“Uh, yeah… Do I know you?” I said.
“Probably not. I’m Mr. Smith. I teach English Literature at the university. I’ve seen you around. I helped Ms. Randall mark some papers, and I read yours. I was going to introduce myself the other day, but you were busy.”
“Oh, sorry about that…” I said, smiling. I couldn’t believe it, but I almost felt myself flirting with this guy!
“That’s quite fine. Where can I take you?” I told him to take me to my off campus apartment. It wasn’t very far, thank god my parents had invested in my own place near the university. Mr. Smith soon introduced himself as Mike, and we got to talking about school and stuff. After about ten minutes of chatting, he finally asked me.
“So, I can’t help but feel like your a bit confused about yourself. Sexually that is…”
“Really? I didn’t feel like I was giving that vibe.”
“No, its just… I find myself very attracted to you, Will.” He looked at me and smiled. I couldn’t believe it! I was hoping this cute guy was feeling the same as I was!
“Well, are you saying that you are gay?” I asked.
“Yes, I am.”
“Well, I’m attracted to you too, Mike,” I said.