Your trip to Greece

"So you've been going to Sophie's, huh?" Rebecca asked after a while.

"Yeah" you said.

"I knew it" Dawn said. "You don't like anybody well enough to go over to their house every weekend."

Sophie laughed. "Other than me" she said, squeezing your hand.

"Other than you" you nodded. Your mother had warmed up to Sophie fairly quickly so she smiled at this exchange.

"So, Sophie, this is a difficult question but I have to ask it, for my own guilty conscience: was there ever a point where you gave Johna better grade because he is your lover?" she asked.

"Not once" Sophie said. "I am fairly proud of how I managed that, though Lord knows how" she added with a smile.

"Really? You're a better person than I would be" Rebecca said. She smiled broadly. "If my girlfriend or boyfriend was my student I'd give them the preferential treatment as much as I could."

"Well, to be honest, I was tempted a lot. But the only thing that kept me from doing it was the fact that I might be found out if I did. That would lead to people finding out about us, too" Sophie said as she looked at you, a smile on her face.

You kissed her hand after bringing it to your lips and squeezed it.

"But now I've graduated we can tell everyone. I wanted you guys to be the first to know" you told your family.

The night went on, with the five of you happily chatting. It seemed that after the rough start, your mother might just come to like Sophie. They were talking like old friends, making you very glad. Dawn and Rebecca talked to Sophie too, though Dawn treated her more like one of your mom's friends than one of your girlfriends. You weren't unhappy with the way things were going, though.

When, at 8PM, Dawn yawned, you smiled.

"Bedtime, kid" you told her.

She stifled another yawn even as she shook her head. "No way, old man" she replied.

"We better go" your mom said.

"Oh, fine" Dawn said.

"Do you need a ride home, John?" Rebecca asked.

"Well, no. Now that we've told you, I can stay with Sophie as much as I want" you replied. This made your big sister smile.

"Now that you're not her student any more, you mean" she said.

"Good point" you told her.

After saying goodbye to your sisters and mother, you went home with Sophie.

"That went well" she said just after you'd waved goodbye toy your family.

"I'll say. My mom started pretty angry but the rest of it went just fine" you said, smiling.

"I thought she'd kill me" Sophie teased.

"Not if I have anything to say about it, which I do" you told her. Sophie laughed and nodded. You spent the rest of the trip driving back to her place in high spirits, ending with you making out on the couch before you made love twice, once on the couch and the other time in Sophie's bed.

Your appointment as Sophie's assistant was as official as it was boring. You had to sign a bunch of contracts, all her employer's fault, and some waivers. Still, being alone with Sophie for a few months was worth a lot of paperwork. When everything was said and done the two of you left the dean's office, secretly ecstatic but unable to show it. That changed when you drove back home. By then, Sophie's place was home. You'd officially moved out of your old bedroom to live with your girlfriend, to the excitement of your sisters and cautious optimism on your mother's side.

When you announced you were going to Greece with Sophie, they were very happy for you. They all knew your love for old things, something that Rebecca occasionally teased at for being the reason you were with Sophie. It was only natural that you were excited to go with your girlfriend to do something you loved all day every day. As you sat in a Cessna, a small plane chartered from Kithira's airport, you looked over at Sophie. She was wearing clothes that straddled the middle ground between Indiana Jones and Lara Croft. She didn't have a whip or pistols, but she had on shorts that hugged her ass so tightly that you wondered if she even had anything on underneath. You had been hard from the moment you'd seen her put them on. Although she never did anything else, Sophie had kept massaging you even as you sat in the small plane, keeping you horny and on edge.

Getting out of a cramped plane had never been such a conflicting occasion as when you finally got out of the plane.