When the ice melt (profxstudent)freenbecky

I like you

"Miss Becky, could you please hand me the glue gun?" I looked up from assisting Kenny and closed my eyes again, looking down when Miss Freen  suddenly spoke.

She sat down on the high table again and the decorations are glued to the highest part of the classroom wall.

I don't know, in the two months I've been with her , her tendency is to climb up and sit on the table just to stick something to the walls. I think this teacher is  a monkey. But shes a beautiful and sexy monkey!

I cursed in silence when I saw the glue gun beside her feet and if she wanted it, she would get it right away without needing my help.

I was avoiding looking at her , then she called me again .

I could feel her piercing eyes staring at me when I stood up and still didn't look at her as i took the glue gun from her feet. I bent down and reached for it because I didn't want to look at her.

I've been avoiding looking at her for a while now because she's just so pretty , she still has the courage to go up even though the skirt she's wearing is so short. Then she is wearing a loose v-neck blouse top so when she raises her hands, her abs peek through her stomach. Shit!

Kenny and I are the only three in the classroom right now because he needs a tutorial to catch up. The children have gone home so this is what we are both doing now, I am teaching the child and then Miss freen  is making her classroom beautiful again.

"Miss Becky!"
I was still crouched down when a minute passed and she still didn't take the glue gun from my hand. What does she do and how long does it take to get what l'm reaching for? Miss, l'm in love!

"Becky!"
I don't know what trip this is. I was avoiding her and then she  called me again. Shhh. Does she not know that I am tempted by her  white legs and her visible abs? It's so hard like this. Gosh!

"Becky Armstrong!"
I was startled when she yelled my name in annoyance and I unconsciously looked up to her. I gulped when I directly faced her flawless legs so my eyes blinked as I looked directly at her face.

She's looking down at me now with a furrowed brow and she suddenly faced my side and crossed her arms.

"Y-your glue gun, Ma'am?" I broke the silence and brought the glue gun closer to her again when she didn't even say a word and just stared at me.

She was still looking at me seriously and I quickly glanced at Kenny who was still blushing.

"I can't do it alone, Miss Becky. Get up here and help me." finally she also spoke.

I was nervous because in addition to avoiding looking at her , I also didn't want to help her  because of the small size of the table  she sits on. Yes, the two table are right, but it's hard to move together.

I'm flirty here, yes. Especially when I stretch. I really have no shame and my mouth has no brakes when I flirt with her but that's about it. I can only say so much. And then she is also used to my spankings
which she always reciprocates with hard work.

I heaved a sigh and looked at Kenny. "Miss Freen, l'm not done with Kenny yet--"
"Don't worry about him, he can continue his lesson tomorrow.

I want you to help me here."
I sighed again and pulled up a chair to sit on and when I stepped towards the table I was startled when I felt her hand
on my arm.

Because of the shock, I almost fell, luckily she stopped my hands. I felt her pull me towards her causing me to sink into her body.

I gasped at the contact. My chest heaved quickly and my eyes widened when I felt her  hands wrap around my waist. I tried to balance myself and was about to remove my hands that went to her  shoulders to prop them against the wall when she spoke.

"Don't move, Miss Becky  or else we'll both fall." my breath hitched when I felt her hot breath on my neck. Shes taller here so her face is around my neck.

We were just inches apart and I could already feel her front touching mine. When our bodies were close, I noticed that her breathing became faster and deeper, causing her breath to hit my neck. Gosh, I hope she doesn't notice my fast beating heart. I could feel my body shake slightly.

Because I could no longer control the shaking of my hands, I quickly propped them against the wall between her  face causing her  to be trapped in my arms. The table shook slightly so she fell back and pressed her face to my neck as she hugged me tighter.

"M-miss Freen, don't breathe on my neck, p-please." I hesitated here because I could feel her hot breath on my neck.

Goodness, she really smells good!
I felt her body shifted and slowly moved away from me. I wasn't even moving when she grabbed the glue gun from my hand and started gluing her materials like nothing happened.

When she finished applying the glue, she handed me what she was holding. "Hold the gun." I looked at her face and our eyes met. Her eyes are really beautiful. She's really beautiful.

I took the glue gun from her hand and my eyes began to wander over her face. At the same time as she faced the wall again, I grabbed her  waist and she inhaled.

I think I'm really going crazy.
"W-what are you doing, Miss Becky ?" she stuttered. I don't know why I suddenly grabbed her waist but it was like there was a force pushing me to do that.

I felt her body freeze when I snaked my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me. It's like I'm in awe of how beautiful she is.

Add to that her addictive smell. It's like being hugged all day long.

"You're so beautiful, Miss Freen." I said weakly and my eyes fell on her red lips.

"Do you know that?"
"Becky!" She threatened when my finger ran over her lips.

I wrapped my arms around her even tighter when she tried to pull away from me.

I don't know but l still really consider her a stranger I met at the bar before than a teacher.

Since that night, she has never left my mind. Since that  night I saw her crying, it seems like it's just nice to take care of her.

It's been two years since I saw her , and since then, shs has messed with my mind and heart every day.

"I like you, Miss Freen. I like you so much. It's been a long time." I agree here. I tried to catch her eyes because after I said that she avoided looking at me.

I heard her heaved a deep sigh and shook her head.

"I'm sorry, I don't like you. I told you before that you are not my type.

So please, stop flirting with me, Becky. Don't involve me in your games anymore. Don't turn me your toy to play with." She said in her serious manner and force to move away from me and quickly get off the table.

"But l'm serious. I really like you, Miss."
She laughed and became serious again.

"You're still not my type, Becky."
I bit my lip at what she said. It hurts  a bit but I still smile.

"Is it Irin ? Is she your type?"
She stopped walking when she heard my question. She faced me and looked up seriously.

"Yes, I like Irin. She's the one I want, Miss Armstrong . So please,  leave me." She just answered me without not caring of how I feel .

What if I only want you miss?

She blinked and turned her back on me.

"You wish, Miss Armstrong."