Teacher Crush

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Brie's chest heaved as she leaned forward. Her eyes followed the footsteps of the woman in front of the class. Miss Simmons maneuvered her body in a way that always caught Brie's attention. "Brie Edwards?" Miss Simmons found Brie's lingering eyes. "Are you paying attention?"

Heat rose to Brie's cheeks. She hastily looked down at her notebook before answering. "Ye-yes, of-of course," Brie stumbled for words. "Yeah."

Miss Simmons continued to look at the young girl. She shook her head and carried on with her discussion. When Brie felt confident enough to lift her head and look at Miss Simmons again, she felt her heart stop when their eyes locked. Brie slowly inhaled a breath and couldn't let it go until Miss Simmons finally looked away. Miss Simmons walked behind her desk, the view of her from behind caused Brie to clutch her thigh with the claw of her hand. Brie noticed her teacher's lips curve upwards, the soft pillows sitting gracefully on her beautiful face.

"Dude, class is over," someone nudged Brie as they walked past her and out of the class. Brie hadn't realized that the bell had rung. She peeled her eyes away from her teacher and gathered her things. Miss Simmons focused on a folder in front of her while Brie tried to rush out of the door.

"Brie, wait a sec." Brie's footsteps stopped just as she was about to exit the door. "Close the door."

Brie's hand reached for the knob and when she pulled, her heart began to race. Turning to the beautiful teacher that she'd had many fantasies about, Brie sucked in her stomach. "What can I do for you, Miss Simmons?"

Brie tried to avoid eye contact with her teacher. And she couldn't quite catch her breath. Brie was nervous. Very nervous.

"I've noticed that you've been very distracted, Brie." Miss Simmons tilted her head to the side, curious about the shy student in front of her. "Brie, look at me when I'm speaking to you."

Brie lifted her eyes and felt faint when her eyes were devoured by rich brown ones. "Sorry." Brie mumbled. Brie walked to the front of Miss Simmons' desk and dropped her bag to the floor. "Am I getting detention?"

Miss Simmons narrowed her eyes and slowly sank her teeth into her bottom lip. Brie noticed. Brie felt as though her insides were on fire. She wondered why her teacher had to be so attractive. She couldn't control how enamored she was. "No. But I want you to tell me why you're distracted." Miss Simmons walked from behind her desk and towards Brie. Brie stepped back. And Miss Simmons leaned against the front of her desk.

Brie noticed her teacher's long legs below her pencil skirt. Brie also noticed how her skirt rose a little as she slightly leaned back.

Miss Simmons studied Brie's reaction. She leaned back a little further. And the bright red stain on Brie's cheeks gave her an exhilarating satisfaction.

"I-I, I'm-" Brie, once again, fumbled for words. Her eyes moved upwards and towards her teacher's torso, before resting on a set of perky breasts. Brie swallowed the lump in her throat, as Miss Simmons used her two fingers to undo the first two buttons. "What are-what are you doing?"

Brie's eyes widened as her teacher leaned her head back, ran her hand down her chest and reached for the zipper of her pencil skirt. "Exactly what you want me to."