Loving the teacher
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
8,701
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Loving the teacher
Disclaimer: These events never actually happened, nor will then ever. The girl in this story is 16. The teacher is 28.
I\'m sitting in your class, watching you intently, noticing your every move. I notice the way you move your legs every so often, readjusting yourself on the edge of the desk. I notice how your eyes move to glance at the clock every so often, waiting and begging for the day to end. I watch you, taking in every muscle of your body. I know in my mind, this will be the day you become mine, this will be the day you take me.
I begin to form a plan in my mind, a plan guaranteed to succeed. I will stay after class and ask you for help with a personal problem. I\'ll explain my \"problem\" in detail, using hand gestures to help prove my point along the way. When I finish explaining, I’ll wait for your reaction, hoping it will work in my favor.
Suddenly the bell rings. I take longer than usual to pack up my stuff and wait until the class has left to make my way up to your desk. I knew even this morning that this would happen. Knowing so, I took into consideration my outfit. I carefully chose a short black skirt, black heals, and a semi-see through white shirt. I wore a white lace g-string underneath, letting the sides show a bit and acting like I didn\'t notice. I chose not to wear a bra, letting you get a view of my hard nipples. You\'re still sitting on the edge of your desk so I stop in front of you and put my books on a nearby desk and sit down, making sure you have an excellent view of my g-string strap. You look at me strangely and then I begin to speak.
\"Mr. Rochelle I have a problem.\"
You speak for the first time.
\"And what is your problem, Jade?\"
I smile a slight smile.
\"I have an ache. An ache nobody can heal.\"
You look at me oddly.
\"And where is this ache, Jade?\"
I place my hand on my chest
\"Right here\"
I trail my hand lower, to my stomach.
\"And here\"
I trail my hand lower yet, down to my womanly area
\"And especially here.\"
As I touch myself down there, I see a slight movement between your legs and I smile, knowing my plan was working perfectly. I see you getting bigger with every minute that passes that I have my hand on myself. Suddenly you get up from sitting on the edge of your desk, and move to sit behind it. I smile knowing the reason.
A/N I know the chapters are short, but I really don’t feel like going through all the work of combining them. Sorry.
I\'m sitting in your class, watching you intently, noticing your every move. I notice the way you move your legs every so often, readjusting yourself on the edge of the desk. I notice how your eyes move to glance at the clock every so often, waiting and begging for the day to end. I watch you, taking in every muscle of your body. I know in my mind, this will be the day you become mine, this will be the day you take me.
I begin to form a plan in my mind, a plan guaranteed to succeed. I will stay after class and ask you for help with a personal problem. I\'ll explain my \"problem\" in detail, using hand gestures to help prove my point along the way. When I finish explaining, I’ll wait for your reaction, hoping it will work in my favor.
Suddenly the bell rings. I take longer than usual to pack up my stuff and wait until the class has left to make my way up to your desk. I knew even this morning that this would happen. Knowing so, I took into consideration my outfit. I carefully chose a short black skirt, black heals, and a semi-see through white shirt. I wore a white lace g-string underneath, letting the sides show a bit and acting like I didn\'t notice. I chose not to wear a bra, letting you get a view of my hard nipples. You\'re still sitting on the edge of your desk so I stop in front of you and put my books on a nearby desk and sit down, making sure you have an excellent view of my g-string strap. You look at me strangely and then I begin to speak.
\"Mr. Rochelle I have a problem.\"
You speak for the first time.
\"And what is your problem, Jade?\"
I smile a slight smile.
\"I have an ache. An ache nobody can heal.\"
You look at me oddly.
\"And where is this ache, Jade?\"
I place my hand on my chest
\"Right here\"
I trail my hand lower, to my stomach.
\"And here\"
I trail my hand lower yet, down to my womanly area
\"And especially here.\"
As I touch myself down there, I see a slight movement between your legs and I smile, knowing my plan was working perfectly. I see you getting bigger with every minute that passes that I have my hand on myself. Suddenly you get up from sitting on the edge of your desk, and move to sit behind it. I smile knowing the reason.
A/N I know the chapters are short, but I really don’t feel like going through all the work of combining them. Sorry.