Shovel
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 23, 2009
Stephen wiped the sweat from his brow as he had finally finished mowing the yard for the beautiful Ms. White. No one could deny it. His teacher was not only physically attractive, but had a personality about her unlike any other. Most of the male students, of course, had a crush on her. Stephen included. But Stephen was different. He treated her well, but didn't place her on a pedestal. He treated her like a friend, regardless of the power distance between them. And they were getting closer. Sometimes he would stay after class to help her out, and even offer to give advice and listen to her problems. And Stephen would also let her know how he was doing. Currently, he was trying to earn a little extra cash so he could go on more dates with girls. His teacher then offered to pay him for yard work.
Stephen sighed and peeled off his sweaty shirt, revealing his thin yet slightly muscular body. He was fair skinned since he didn't really like to go out tanning. His hair was short and blonde, which went along nicely with his greyish-blue eyes. Stephen walked into his teachers house and called out to her. “Yards done...I'm gonna take a quick shower if you don't mind.” He smiled, secretly thinking about how hot it was going to be being naked in his teachers shower. He made his way into the bathroom and dropped his pants, standing naked and looking at himself in the mirror. His eyes drifted down, spotting a book of some sort. Curiously, he picked it up and opened it. He had no idea what it was he was about to read. Perhaps if he had known that it was private information, he would have never picked it up.
Stephen sighed and peeled off his sweaty shirt, revealing his thin yet slightly muscular body. He was fair skinned since he didn't really like to go out tanning. His hair was short and blonde, which went along nicely with his greyish-blue eyes. Stephen walked into his teachers house and called out to her. “Yards done...I'm gonna take a quick shower if you don't mind.” He smiled, secretly thinking about how hot it was going to be being naked in his teachers shower. He made his way into the bathroom and dropped his pants, standing naked and looking at himself in the mirror. His eyes drifted down, spotting a book of some sort. Curiously, he picked it up and opened it. He had no idea what it was he was about to read. Perhaps if he had known that it was private information, he would have never picked it up.