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From Teacher, with love (Aember and Zalvek)

Zalvek

Pulsar
Joined
Jan 14, 2009
Location
GA
The bell had only just rung, and all of the students rushed to get out of the class as quickly as possible. It was a beautiful Friday afternoon, and no one could possibly want to spend it inside of a dusty old high school. There were too many good times to be had between movies, parties, dates, and spending time with one’s significant other. No there was no possible way any young adolescent could spend it inside. That was, except for one.

Maybe he was just odd, maybe he was a bit of a dork. Maybe it was a bit of both. But Allen was always spending time afterschool. It was a geeky thing to do, but he absolutely loved this school. After spending so much time there it was in many ways a type of second him to him. He hummed softly to himself while walking down one of the halls, textbook tucked underneath his crossed arms on top of his chest. His amber eyes peered over to see a rogue crumbled up ball of paper, and he promptly picked it up and placed it into the trash bin. The same hand moved to get a wisp of his black hair out of his eyes before he continued walking.

Every single Friday he took the time to visit one of his classes and help his teacher with whatever it was they needed. Cleaning, organizing, just someone to talk to at the end of the day… whatever it was, he always helped with it. Indeed it was certainly odd, but he was so fond of the school that he couldn’t help it. Perhaps it was because it was his senior year, and he would be leaving the school soon and found himself attached to the building in ways. He finally reached his 3rd period teacher’s room, and knocked softly on it to see if she was there.
 
Though the school always emptied out at night, there was one teacher who preferred to work on grading papers and such at her desk, which meant she would always be one of the last ones out of the school, save the custodians. Her name was Jessica Roberts, and although she was always one of the last ones out of the school, she was never lonely. There was a certain student who liked to stay after with her-- a studious boy who was, she had to admit, quite attractive in a homely sort of manner. He was a cute kid, and she always envisioned him to be quite innocent.

Through the years she grew more and more attached to Allen, finding him more and more attractive as he grew. Now, as a senior, she had developed. . .quite improper thoughts about him, and every time she saw him those thoughts popped back into her head again. Which caused some problems. See, Jessica wasn't a normal sort of girl. Not only was she attractive in a mature manner, with intelligent hazel eyes, styled dark blond hair, and a curvy body, but she had a certain extra. . .asset that belied her femininity. She was born with a penis. And when she thought these impure thoughts, her nether regions would no doubt. . .react.

A knock on the door woke her from her work. That must be Allen. Jessica smiled and stood up, walking to the door and opening it to let Allen in. Her light eyes ran over the boy before she motioned for him to come in. "Hello again, Allen," she greeted, and shut the door once he was in the room with her.
 
Allen smiled brightly at his teacher as he entered the room. “Hey there Ms. Roberts, how’re you today?” His eyes wandered over to her, not only to meet her gaze, but to also gaze upon her as well. To say that he didn’t have thoughts of his teacher would be blasphemous. Ever since he first had her as a teacher two years ago, Allen had gotten along very well with her.

The young man would be lying to himself if he had stated that he never once had a dirty thought cross his mind about Ms. Roberts. But could anyone truly blame him? If he had a choice between the most beautiful girl in the school and Ms. Roberts, the choice would be most obvious. There was something different about a more mature, more developed woman that Allen found himself practically intoxicated of when his mind was aroused.

He walked around idly in the room, looking upon the posters and notes that she had put up in the room. This place seemed to almost never change over the years, and perhaps that’s why he found himself so fond of the place. Hopefully over the years that meant he would be able to return to this room and everything would remain the same, even Ms. Roberts. Although that was a little bit childish of him. Surely a handsome man would marry Ms. Roberts… in fact why was no one doing so even now? She wasn’t even dating from what Allen could tell. Yet at the same time he was rather comforted by this fact, in a selfish way. He didn’t want any man taking her away as her friend, and even more in his mind.
 
"I'm good, Allen-- thank you. How has your day been?" Jessica asked as she turned and began walking to her desk to sit down after closing and locking the door subtly. Her heels clicked against the floor, making her stand roughly at around 5'10". Normally she was about four inches shorter. That was why she loved heels. Jessica hated being short. She loved towering over her students-- especially this certain student, whom she so desperately wanted to make a move on.

Yes, she knew it was wrong. She'd gone over all the moral implications-- which is why she had waited until his Senior year. Hell! He was almost 18, if he wasn't already. And then it would no longer be illegal. Yes, she would loose her job at this high school if found out, but they couldn't take away her credential. Technically, it wasn't illegal, and therefore no harsh punishment could be exacted.

Sitting in her desk, her eyes roamed over Allen for a moment before she furrowed her eyebrows lightly and asked, "How old are you now, Allen?"
 
"Well you know how it is... Senior year... a lot of my teachers have given up trying to get us to learn anything." Allen laughed softly to himself before looking up at her again. Was Ms. Roberts wearing heels? She seemed much taller than usual, at least to him. Allen wasn't too tall, only standing 5'7" when he was standing up right. Usually they were about the same height, but not today it seemed.

He leaned up against one of the desks in the front row and blinked at her as she asked his age. "Me? I turned 18 two months ago." The question was rather odd to Allen. Why would something like that really concern her? Maybe it was just a random moment of curiosity... He didn't think much on the matter and simply smiled warmly at the familiar teacher, his eyes unable to resist the temptation of occasionally gazing at her full breasts which seemed to him to be just barely held in by the buttons of her shirt.
 
"Senioritis does plague quite a few in the senior class," Jessica remarked, and then waited for the response she was looking for. When she got it, she could have nearly shouted in happiness. Already 18. Therefore, what she was about to do was only morally wrong-- with no legal implications whatsoever. The buxom teacher stared at Allen for a moment before she pushed herself up out of the chair, her heels clicking softly as she made her way over to the desk that Allen was sitting at. Once there, she leaned over and put her palms on the edge of the desk. This position only made her B-cup breasts seem even bigger, showing clevage that was readily exposed by her shirt.

"I asked, Allen, because i've been. . .Attracted to you for a while now," the teacher explained with a smile, "And you being 18 only helps matters. . ." Her bubble butt, hugged by her pencil skirt, swayed slightly as she shifted her weight onto one hand and reached out to lightly brush her manicured nails through his hair. Once it reached the back of his head her fingers curled into his hair, resting there as she leaned over further, exposing more of her clevage. She looked almost ready to kiss him. "So what do you say? Would you like to have a little. . .fun. . .with your teacher?"
 
Even though she had only just sat down, Ms. Roberts quickly stood up. He looked at her intently, and then came to the realization that his longing gaze was being met by her own. “Ms. Roberts…?” He ever so weakly called out to her, as she stepped closer to him. Even though he was used to gazing at her perfect body from afar, he was never so close to her before and now it was awakening something from within him. A great arousal peaked in his heart as his eyes shot straight down deep between her warm breasts.

Her words sent trickles of happiness down his spine. She did in fact feel the same way he did? It was such a joyful sensation to know her feelings were much like his. As her hand grazed through his hair ever so gently, Allen took a deep gulp before meeting her gaze once more. “I… I’d like nothing more Ms. Roberts. I’ve always thought you were so beautiful…”
 
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