Extra Credit (Teacher X Student) 18+

5.

-Mr Walsh's pov-

I've never been the man to have an obsession with women. It's always been me and I had the hope that it would stay like that. I can barely take care of myself, so how could I take care of someone else?

I haven't been so disappointed in myself like this for a while. This is my student. If it was any other woman I would have her in my bed already. But I can't do it this time. I have to be very careful.

Seeing her walk into my class late irritates me slightly. The things I would do to her just for that...

She apologizes and goes to sit in her seat. She's so fucking pretty. I haven't seen someone so beautiful in a while.

I start teaching my lesson, I can tell she knows I keep looking at her. But can you blame me? When she lifts her head up and for the first time today looks at me, I can feel my dick start to rise.

I get someone to hang out the worksheets and I sit down before anyone can tell what's going on. I just got hard because my student made eye contact with me.

I'm fucking pathetic.

While everyone is chatting and working, I can see she is not trying at all.

"Maisie, I need you to produce some work for me. Otherwise, you will stay behind and continue doing it in your spare time." I say, sternly. She turns red, grabs her pen and starts writing in her notebook.

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It's finally the end of the day. It's bad that this is the only thing I've been able to think about today. But can you blame me?

I start scrolling through social media whilst waiting for the small vixen to waltz in.

And soon after, she does. She comes in smiling at me while closing the door behind her.

"Good afternoon, Maisie." I say, trying as hard as I possibly can to make my voice sound as natural.

"Good thank you!" She smiles, taking a seat opposite me. She starts to take out all her books out and pens.

"I set you a homework, have you completed it yet?" I ask, crossing my arms whilst leaning back in my chair looking her in the eyes.

"Uhm, no, not yet. I've started it but I haven't completed it." she smiles, shyly. I smile back.

"That's ok. Let's start going through some of your notes." I say coming back up and grabbing the book she hands me.

I flick through most of it, reading all her notes thoroughly trying to find one little mistake to correct her on it.

"These are good. However, the notes here are wrong." I say giving her book back. She looks down at it and reads through it.

"I don't understand?" she says. I win.

"The dates don't match up to the topic you are writing about." I say. She looks back down and reads it again. "Do you see it?"

"I think so. Wrong date, correct?" She asks still very focused on the task beforehand, but I still catch the way her breath hitches and the way she squeezes her thighs when she looks at my hands.

"Yes..." I say, setting her notebook down and grabbing her task for today from my drawer next to me. I pass it to her.

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Whilst she is doing her task, I stand up and go stand behind her. I watch her whilst she writes her answers down.

I suddenly put my hand on the small of her back. "How is this?" I ask.

I can her the way she gulps and turns her head to look at me. "It's quite... easy.." she replies. she's so shy it's adorable.

"No, sweetheart. You know what I mean." I say putting her hair behind her ear. "What would you do if I kissed you right now?" I ask, shooting my shot.

"I.. I don't know..." she whispers.

"Shall we find out..?" I ask putting my lips closer to hers.

The silence is loud. It's so loud. I don't see her pull away, if anything I see her lean closer. I capture her lips with mine. She sighs softly.

After a few minutes of feeling her soft lips on mine, I finally end up pulling away. I look at the clock behind her head and stand up fully. She's completely red, her lips are swollen and her hair is a mess, you can tell someone was pulling on it.

"It's time for you to leave. How are you getting home?" I ask. She pulls her mirror out to fix her appearance up.

"I think my dad is picking me up." she replies quickly. I love her shyness.

"I'll meet you here tomorrow after school, yes?"

"Yes!" she says whilst smiling. She stands up and begins to start leaving.

Tomorrow will be even better, my love.