Mrs. Right

MILF Maid

Jimin POV

Addy was a great teacher. She was kind, creative, funny, and smart. Sometimes she'd start passionately rambling about some random facts and then she'd catch herself and stop. I found myself wishing she would go on. I loved listening to her. It was a quirkiness I couldn't get enough of. On top of that, she was beautiful to look at. I had to admit that Yoongi was right--she had a great butt. In fact, she was curvy in all the right places. Normally I preferred straight hair, but those loose strawberry blonde curls were sexy on her. Once in a while, though, she would straighten her hair and it would drive me even crazier.

I was a bit nervous showing up at her office unannounced. We had already had our lesson for the day and I didn't want to inconvenience her by taking her attention away from her other work. When I got there, her door was open. I hesitated to enter. She had glasses on and her hair, which had been down earlier, was pulled up into a high ponytail. I noticed she had a bold streak of light blonde hair running from the nape of her neck up the back of her head to the ponytail. How had I never seen that before?

I had taken special notice of her outfit in class earlier today. She was wearing a blue silk blouse that matched the color of her eyes and a dark gray pencil skirt that accentuated her curves. The blouse had ruffles along the neckline and looked so beautiful set against her ivory skin. She looked so beautiful.

I went ahead and knocked on her door and called to her. She invited me in and I sat down. I ran my fingers through my hair as she looked at me. Those eyes. Damn. I could easily drown in her eyes if I wasn't careful. If only I was a bit older. If only she was single.

When she agreed to compare our schedules to see if there was a time we could meet up so I could get more help, I was overjoyed. I quickly got up out of my chair, thanked her, and left. It was a good thing I left when I did. My jeans were starting to get a lot tighter in the crotch.

As I walked down the hall, I emailed her a copy of my schedule. I thought of how nice she was to consider taking time out of her day to give me extra support. I hoped it wouldn't cause her any trouble, but I really was struggling with the English vowel combinations. So many of them were written the same way, but had multiple pronunciations.

I was just about to pass some trainees standing around in the hall taking a break when I overheard one of them say, "Damn! Sunbaenim is so lucky to have her as his teacher. I can't wait for my turn with that MILF." I stopped in my tracks and turned to look at him.

"What did you just say?"

"MILF. Your teacher is a MILF."

"MILF?!" I asked, stunned. Did he seriously just call seonsaengnim a MILF?!

The trainee smirked, "It's an English term. It stands for 'Mother I'd Like to Fuck'." I started to fume as he continued. "And considering you don't know the term 'MILF' sunbaenim, clearly it's not English that she's been teaching you guys."

The other trainees whooped and hollered as they high-fived each other. Losing complete control, I slammed him hard against the wall and got in his face. "YOU FUCKING PUNK! YOU'RE NOT WORTHY OF IDOL STATUS!"

As I was just about to punch him in the face, Namjoon hyung showed up, grabbed my arm, and pulled me off of him. He turned me towards him and held me by the shoulders to restrain me.

"Hey, what's going on?" Namjoon looked at the trainee, then back at me. I clenched my teeth in anger. "Jimin?!"

"This punk was disrespecting seonsaengnim. He just called her . . ." I choked on my words, ". . . he called her a MILF."

Namjoon's eyes grew wide.

"He said he couldn't wait for his turn with her and then he said . . ." I gritted my teeth at the thought of repeating the asshole's insulting words, " . . . he said it wasn't English that she had been teaching us," I growled.

Namjoon glared at the trainee, then looked back at me. "Jimin, he's not worth your energy." The punk stepped forward from the wall and scoffed. Now I was getting angry at Namjoon hyung. How could he just dismiss what the jerk had said about seonsaengnim? "But as the leader of BTS, he's totally worth MY energy."

Suddenly, Namjoon turned and nailed the fucker right in the face with his fist, knocking him down to the ground. He looked down at him and growled, "Your days as an idol trainee for Hybe are over. Pack up your shit and get the fuck out of here!"