My History Teacher 2

It was rough for the week. I ignored Ms. Harper and avoided eye contact at all costs. I’m going to be honest though, I missed her; her taste, her touch, her scent. Pretty much everything. On friday I was dreading on seeing Ms. Harper but it was inevitable. We should talk. We needed to. I told myself I would talk to her. I finally reach my last class of the day, her class. She walks in the classroom, a minute late as usual. Our eyes meet and I see a smile playing on the corners of her lips. I gulp and my eyes move down her body. I missed looking at her body. I hadn’t let myself for the past few days but now it seemed okay. Her gorgeous legs, beautiful breasts and last but not least, her breath taking eyes. She starts to talk to the class. Yet again, she passes out a work sheet which was slightly harder but I finished it in good time. I set my pencil down and glance up at her a couple of times. She meets a few of my glances with a small smirk. Ugh, she’s so smug about the whole damn thing. After a few minutes she starts to teach again. Soon the bell rings and my classmates are pushing out the door. I take more time to pack up my things until the last person is out of the classroom. I look up and my eyes meet Ms. Harper’s. She looks away. I stand up and walk to her desk. I set my bag on the floor next to her desk. I finally look at her and she looks at me.

“What do you need Emily?”

She says with a curious look. I sit down in the desk where she first started her seduction.

“I want to talk to you. I just-…I think we should talk about what happened, Ms. Harper.”

I say her name formally. I didn’t think she would want me to call her Kelly at School. Even if no one else was around. She nods her head. She looked a little sad.

“Oh…well, go ahead and talk.”

She says as she gets up from her seat and moves in front of me to lean against her desk. Posing in a way so that her legs look simply irresistible. I quickly distract myself.

“I want to say that I’m sorry for leaving so suddenly on friday. I shouldn’t have done that. I was just a tad bit overwhelmed with it all.”

I look up at her and She moves so she is sitting in the seat next to me but turns to face me. She gives me a small smile.

“I’m not mad. I understand why you ran out. I’m concerned about your life and my life because we can never tell anyone about what happened, Emily.”

I instictly move a hand to her knee and try to reassure her.

“Dont worry Ms.Harper. I won’t tell anyone. I promise and I had a lot of fun on Friday. A real great time.”

I shoot her a sweet smile. She smiles back and nods her head.

“I’m glad we talked then and I’m glad you had a good time.”

My hand stays on her knee and I start to move my fingers across her skin. We look into each other’s eyes and suddenly the room was filled with sexual tension. I look over to the door, nervous that someone might come in, then back to her. I’m taking a chance here.

“What if I want to do it again?”

I ask nervously. She smirks. She knows I want to do everything again. She stands up. She grabs my hand and pulls me up to her. I gulp and she moves a hand up to my cheek.

“Then kiss me and we can do it again.”

Like before, she didn’t want to push me into anything. I look at her lips. I did. I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to have that same lust in between us. I lean forward and kiss her softly. She moans and kisses me back. I move my hands to her hips and pull her closer. She moves us and suddenly I am slammed against the wall. I groan as my head thumps against the wall. She smiles into the kiss.

“Sorry.”

The same smugness was showing through the apology. She wasn’t sorry for pushing me up against the wall and claiming my lips. I kiss her harder. She moans softly and moves her hands to my sides. She grabs my t-shirt and raises it just barely and slides her hands across my stomach. I shiver and she smiles again. She starts to pull my shirt up and over my head and I let her this time. I didn’t care if we were in the school. I wanted her. I break the kiss to tell her just that but she talks first.

“Do you want to go back to my house?”

Hmm, wait another 20 minutes for her to fuck me or do it now and get extremely turned on by the fact that we were still in school? What a hard decision. Ha. Not. I smile and walk past her.