Back To School (For Me And Superguy)
Posted 21 June 2012 - 02:28 PM
This particular morning, she was in a bit of a rush. Having forgotten to set her alarm the night before, Emily rushed down the freeway towards the university, holding her morning iced coffee and checking herself int eh mirror of the car to make sure her hair was firmly in place in a nice tight bun. Pulling into the teacher's parking lot, she looked around at all the new faces. It was the first day of the fall semester after all. And after the rather quick morning wake up, it was already promising to be hectic.
Posted 21 June 2012 - 02:46 PM
He got up out of bed and practically bolted through his shower. David heated up a breakfast croissant-wich for the road and headed off to his first day of class already running late. A great start to his senior year. He did manage to look good, though, dressing himself up in his black unbuttoned collared shirt over a white t-shirt and blue jeans before heading out. He made use of his previous morning exercise regiment and jogged all the way to the General Education building with little effort. Unfortunately, he was about seven minutes late for class.
David turned the knob on the door as carefully as he could, but the knob squeaked, creaked, and squealed, alerting everyone that there was a late student coming in. Sighing and bowing his head, he bit the bullet and just opened the door casually the rest of the way.
“Sorry Professor…” David hesitated before looking at a note in his hand, “Wiles.” His face red. David’s eyes widened when he saw her. Emily Wiles was undoubtedly the most attractive teacher he had ever had. She wasn’t old, she looked maybe early thirties. It didn’t take more than a second or two to realize Ms. Wiles was gonna be the new subject of his sexual fantasies.
Posted 21 June 2012 - 03:00 PM
After going over to the small podium and taking her laptop out of her bag, Emily took her jacket off. Still in a red turtleneck, black business skirt, and matching pantyhose, she started connecting her computer to the projector system. A cover to powerpoint presentation reading 'Psychology of the Human Mind, Prof. Emily Wiles' flashed on the screen. She stepped out from behind the podium with a little shiver. "Sorry its so cold in here folks. I suggest you prepare a sweater to bring or something to keep warm. It'l help immensely in this class."
Posted 21 June 2012 - 03:14 PM
As he typed his notes, he was constantly being whispered something by one of the few girls clearly wanting his attention. He tried to be polite, not ignore them, smile, laugh at their jokes. The women were clearly not paying attention to Ms. Wiles’ lecture and they didn’t want Ms. Wiles to be taking any of David’s attention from them. Soon it became a contest between the female students to who David should pay attention the most, with it quickly resorting to flirtatious looks, leaning their head on his shoulder whispering some more, or idle hands running up David’s leg. David knew this wasn’t gonna look good for him with the teacher and that it’d leave a bad first impression with her.
“Which one of us is the cutest, David?” “I love your outfit.” “What are you doing later tonight?” The girls wouldn’t stop, and as they competed with one another, their voices got louder and louder and harder to ignore.
Posted 21 June 2012 - 03:28 PM
"Now if you ladies would be so kind as to worry less about your looks and more about your education, I would like to get back to my lecture. Unless, of course, you had better things to squabble about amongst yourselves. If that's the case, please do tell about how you are so much prettier than the other. I'm sure the class is just absolutely dying to know." *she also raised an eyebrow towards David. "And you, young man. Coming late into my class and then partaking in a callous conversation with your friends there isn't exactly my favorite form of flattery"
Posted 21 June 2012 - 03:54 PM
When she addressed David as ‘young man,’ he knew he was off to a rocky start with the beautiful new teacher of his. He probably shouldn’t have opened his mouth, but her choice of words threw him a bit.
“Flattery?” he said, just before the girl to his right’s hand creeped up over his concealed member, which caused him to fidget a little and jump.
“Sorry…don’t know…what came over me.” His excuse was lame, but it was better than the Ms. Wiles finding out the girl next to David was trying to arouse him while Ms. Wiles was trying to admonish them.
Posted 21 June 2012 - 04:07 PM
Looking at her watch again as the class shuffled, Emily's leg started to twitch a little like it does every morning after her large coffee. Closing her laptop, she started to pack away her notes, the need to use the bathroom starting to intensify. Her doctor did say to stop drinking so much coffee, but she absolutely needed the caffeine in the morning.
Posted 21 June 2012 - 04:39 PM
“We’re gonna get some lunch if you wanna come with?” one of them said, biting her bottom lip and giving him a flirtatious look.
“I’ll see if I can meet you there a little late,” he called to her, not admitting it but needing some time to get his mid-erect penis under control before leaving class. It became a little awkward however when David was still sitting down at his desk when everyone else had already left. If it were up to David, he would’ve been one of the first ones out the door, but with his situation, he had to think of an excuse to stay behind.
When his penis had finally gone 100% soft under his jeans, he got his stuff together and approached Emily, who seemed very busy with her thoughts.
“Ms. Wiles—I mean Professor Wiles?” he nervously got out. Beautiful women never made him nervous, but Emily Wiles was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, including celebrities. “I just want to apologize for coming in late…and my friends’ behavior,” he began.
“I had a really long night last night and apparently my phone was still on silent, so my alarm never made a sound…” he continued, telling a much-too-long story about why he was seven minutes late for class, nervously rambling when a six-word sentence would have sufficed.
Posted 21 June 2012 - 05:54 PM
And with a final wave, she stepped out of the classroom, starting to make a run for the nearest restroom when out of eyesight. Getting to the women's toilet, she quickly pulled down her lacey unmentionables and started to do her business with a little sigh of relief, thinking to herself out loud. "That was close...maybe I shouldn't drink so much coffee next time...."
Posted 21 June 2012 - 08:46 PM
David met with his friends for lunch later. It was clear they had been talking about him.
“Sorry we got you in trouble earlier with the teacher. If there’s anything we can do to make it up to you, just say the word.” They both gave him flirty looks.
That night, David didn’t even think about his homework when Brittany, one of the girls finally managed to out-do the competition and went home with him. David’s laid-back, not seeming to care type of attitude is what made some of these women melt and feel the urge to submit to him. It was sexy, but David didn’t feel challenged. What David wanted was someone who could be seen as a threat, someone in a position of power, who he could dominate. Hunting quail or raccoons couldn’t possibly match the thrill of hunting something like a lion: an animal that could hunt you back, play games with you. Perhaps that’s what fueled his teacher fantasy. The fact that they were older, wiser, more experienced. Knew how to filter out the bull crap. If he could learn to master the master, so to speak, that would be his magnum opus.
The next morning, with the beautiful Brittany lying naked beside him, they both woke up late. Both panicking, they quickly dressed and ran out the door to Psychology class, the first class of three of the day. Unfortunately, they would not make it there on time. David sighed as he opened the door, coming in twelve minutes late for class with Brittany. The look on their faces coming in just screamed they woke up in the same bed and rushed here.
Posted 22 June 2012 - 06:32 AM
Getting into class along with the other students, she was getting ready to start lecturing again as David burst into the door. Shaking her head, she over to him. "Honestly, that's two classes in a row! Whats the problem, now? Sleeping with your lady friend got a little too far last night?"
Posted 22 June 2012 - 06:08 PM
David instead gave Ms. Wiles a look, as if say, “I don’t like the tone you’re taking with me,” with his eyes. He sighed and let out a “Whatever” just loud enough for it to be clear that he wanted Ms. Wiles to hear, as he walked to his desk, plopped down in his chair, pulled out his laptop, and stared at the computer screen, ready to type. His disgruntled mood plainly obvious by the way he refused to look up at Ms. Wiles the entire class time.
Throughout class, David would switch from taking notes to either chatting on facebook, or playing some game on his laptop. The times he was playing a game were a bit more obvious and even resulted in a few snickers here and there since the bright flashing colors of the game were a tad distracting.
Posted 23 June 2012 - 09:58 AM
After another 40 minutes, Emily closed her laptop and looked out towards the class. "Alright, folks that'll be all for today. Please go over your notes for chapters one. We're going to be starting chapter two next class and there's going to be a quiz on these two chapters next week. That'll be all. Except for you, David. If you'd please see me at the front of the class."
Posted 23 June 2012 - 11:53 AM
As class came to a close, so did his laptop. Some of the students sitting behind him were a little bummed to see a rather entertaining distraction be put to an end. David was all packed up and ready to be the first one out of the classroom when Ms. Wiles told him to stay behind. The other students had a good feeling for what the reason was. David failed to turn the volume of his game completely off. So every so often, there were times Ms. Wiles could’ve noticed what was going on.
David sighed, threw his head back, and trudged back toward Emily’s desk as everyone filed out.
“Yes Professor?” he said, not concealing his discontent with the whole situation, and expecting to have to give her a fake-apology before he could leave.
Posted 23 June 2012 - 04:09 PM
Emily had an air of half concern, half authority in her voice. She crossed her arms and stared straight into David's eyes. He was rather handsome for someone younger than her. However, she quickly wiped that thought from her mind as the sudden coming urge to use the restroom began to sink in.
Posted 24 June 2012 - 12:36 AM
His face remained unwavering when she turned the topic to one of admonishing him for his aloofness during the class that just wrapped up. David’s eyes never left Professor Wiles’ eyes, and he continued staring her down, hoping maybe if he stood his ground, she’d apologize again. Regardless of how unlikely that was. David was a rock. Unblinking. Unrelenting. Unwavering. He was being stubborn and he knew it. But this teacher had given him grief for things that weren’t 100% his fault, and apologized. If he played his cards right, she could be eating out of the palm of his hand.
So he leaned his head back just a little as she crossed her arms, and continued staring her down.
Posted 24 June 2012 - 04:28 PM
"W-well please do my a favor and try to make it to class on time next time. The last thing I want from my students is to miss out on their education. Or to cause a rift between myself and a pupil. I would prefer a classroom to be a rather calm place instead of a hostle one. In anycase, lets start off fresh next class. Now if you'll excuse me...I....uh....have some business to attend to."
And with that, Emily bolted out of the room, running for the bathroom. With another close call, Emily sat down on the pot to do her business, though she noticed a couple drops on her cottony underthings today. She had to watch herself for next time.
Posted 24 June 2012 - 08:00 PM
David took a deep satisfying breath of confidence as he threw his backpack over his shoulders and exited the classroom. The hallway was deathly quiet as he walked by the bathrooms. He could’ve sworn he heard of a puttering stream hitting water as he passed it. ‘Someone really had to go,’ he thought to himself as he walked on.
The next day, David got up confidently. With the way things ended yesterday, he felt he probably could’ve taken his time more and came in late again with most likely no consequence, but feeling that surge of confidence, he decided to ‘go easy’ on the poor teacher and try to make it on time today. He even had his homework reading assignment read, despite already knowing most of it. He found it ironic he was actually using a bit of psychology in order to gain the upper hand with Ms. Wiles.
He made his way to class, taking his time. But he had left much earlier than the previous classes, so he wasn’t worried. ‘I might actually be early,’ he thought to himself…and stopped. Arriving early might give Ms. Wiles a bit too much to work with. He didn’t want to lose what he had gained. And with that thought, he realized just what this relationship had come to. For the rest of the semester, he was going to be worried about who was playing into whose hand. So be it. He stopped, talked with someone, and arrived to class. When he opened the door and started walking to his chair, he was one minute late, and his name was just about be called for role call. Good timing indeed. He smiled confidently at how well it was timed. He was just a tad late, but the kind of late a lot of teachers would forgive since his name hadn’t been called yet.
Posted 25 June 2012 - 07:07 AM
And with a heaving sigh, Emily put down the notes and her book and drifted off to sleep. However, the next day was met with her alarm not ringing properly and she rushed out of bed. Doing her whole morning procedure, she forgot to take it a little easier on the coffee and instead made a full 26 ounce glass of iced coffee like she did every morning before put on a flowy white blouse, a small red cardigan, A simple business skirt and a pair of black pantyhose along with a simple pair of pumps before grabbing her coffee and drinking it quickly and zooming down the freeway.
Getting to school with a few minutes to spare, she quickly grabbed her bag and still flowing cup of coffee as she headed for her classroom. With a sigh of relief, she greeted the class and took her place at the podium, taking her notes and laptop out and starting to get ready for the day.As she started calling role, she saw David come in and smiled a little, thinking to herself,"Maybe he can follow instructions after all. Bah that was easier than I thought". And with role done, she started to lecture, finishing her coffee as she read her notes to the class.
Posted 25 June 2012 - 10:20 AM
Although his fingers were busy typing away at his notes on his computer, his mind slowly drifted away from what Ms. Wiles was lecturing about and more towards daydreaming. Every time he looked up, in his mind, Emily’s clothes were magically coming undone. Her cardigan floating up over her head. Her skirt being unzipped. Her blouse being unbuttoned. He even imagined she was wearing some lacy, maybe cotton, white panties underneath. Something about her just screamed white panties. Perhaps he was getting a little too confident in his psychology knowledge, but for some reason that’s the only kind of underwear he could imagine her wearing.
As the class started coming to a close, he took a look at his notes and realized he was less focused on the lecture than he thought. Although his fingers never stopped typing, after about six or seven bulletpoints, it divulged into some of the things he’d do to his teacher.
- Carl Jung’s theory
- Ivan Pavlov
o The Salivating Dog, taught to salivate at sound of a bell- Bend her over that desk of hers and spank her naughty butt until it’s pink.
- Tell her that underwear is not allowed in MY classroom should she want to avoid another spanking.
- Whip out my
And that’s how his notes looked like by the end of class. He looked around, but thankfully no one had noticed. David got a little nervous, but slowly started packing up when there was less than five minutes of class.
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