Against all Rules (wlw)

Chapter 4 - losing it - Olivia

The only thing I'm able to do is staring at her when she walks out of the changing room. Her long black hair is falling over her shoulder in braids. It's covering her perfect breasts just the right amount to look hot and innocent at the same time. The red dress she's wearing is showing off her trained legs. I don't think I could stop myself from running straight to her and pressing her against the wall if I would get the chance to look at her ass. How is it possible for someone to be that flawless? She turns to look at me with a smile I don't think I've ever seen before. I can literally feel the heat crawling up my stomach. Well, not just my stomach. Suddenly she starts to speak. I can't hear a single word she's saying. My head is all about how beautiful she is. There's no question Sarah is the prettiest woman I've ever seen. I feel the heat getting warmer. Making my whole body wanting to touch her. Show her what she's doing to me. Make her feel it.

"Beep beep beep" the sound of my alarm brings me back to reality. Oh my god. What is the actual hell was that? Did I just? Yes, I'm sweating heavily.

After living through my shock, I quickly find my way to the bathroom. I definitely need a shower. Not only because of my skin, which is still sweaty, I also need to clear my head.  The could water starts to run over my body. Usually, I prefer a hot shower, but for my purposes, this is amazing.

Ten minutes later, I'm awake and master of my senses again. My dad is at work, so I got the house for myself this morning. He already prepared me a coffee. That puts a smile on my lips. Sometimes he can be a really cool dad. I get along with him well most of the time, I'm thankful to live here. Three years ago, I was still living with my mom. It was mutual trust issues, pointless fights, probably parts about my stepdad and my two smaller brothers who constantly blamed me for everything, that tore us apart. I've still got buried some shit deep down because of everything that happened back then. I never dealt with it guess that's not really my thing.

Today I decided to drive here on my motorcycle. That way, I had much more time at home. Arriving at school, I notice myself looking for someone. After I took off my helmet, I spot Miss Black standing next to a gray Audi. It's a brand new RS 7. That woman for sure got taste. I wonder why she doesn't park her car in the parking space next to the school. Then I see her holding a cigarette. My lips start to smile cause it seems she has the same plan as I do. So there is a bad girl inside her after all.

I grab one of mine out of the box and walk towards her. When she notices me, she quickly hides the cigarette behind her back. That's my chance to provoke her. "I didn't know you were such a baddie, Miss Black. Nice car, I like them spicy. " I can't hold back winking at her. You could tell from the look on her face that she would've never expected me to say something like that. For a short moment, I get to enjoy the sweet feeling of being in charge. Then she seems to realize what I just tried. In a cold voice I never heard from her, she says: "Good Morning to you too Olivia! I'm glad you are having fun with whatever you are doing, but I'd appreciate you to back off." Wow, that's a pretty clear choice of words from a teacher.

I know, it's time to leave nevertheless I burst out laughing and say: "Someone is in a good mood today, huh? I know you had it in you." Her face turns darker, and she takes a big pull on her cigarette. "I tried to be nice, alright? You knew better like you obviously do every time. I'm your teacher, not your nanny!" She came closer, and the look she gave me made me realize I definitely overstepped.

I slowly back off to find myself stumbling backwards against the wall of a building. When she stopped, there only was about one-foot space between us. The tension reached an unprofessional level, and suddenly, all I could do was staring at her lips. My thoughts went right back to the dream I had this morning, and I could feel the heat crawling up my body. She didn't say another word. It even seemed like she stopped breathing.  Perhaps she was as shocked as I was about what just happened. Maybe we both realized it wasn't just the anger that took control.