Mr. Grey

Chapter 2

I sigh, flipping through my packets. I've been studying for 20 minutes and my hand was already killing me. And it's all for Mr. Grey's class. I hate math so much sometimes. I begin to fantasize about Mr. Grey again, his veiny hands around my neck. Choking me as he whispers dirty things in my ear while he thrusts roughly into my body.

I shake my head, not wanting to feel hedonistic. It was lunch time and I was sitting in my school's library. I figured to go see Mr. Grey, he can help me. I hold my math notebook and make my way down the main hallway until I see his classroom. I hear low moans coming from inside his classroom, masculine moans.

My cheeks heat up, please don't tell me he's... I lightly knock on his door, backing away slowly. I hear the masculine voice whisper-shout "Fück" as shuffling begins. Soon the door opened, my eyes lift off the ground to see a sweaty and sexually frustrated Mr. Grey. Beads of sweat drip down his forehead, his formal shirt was buttoned up slightly.

One button unbuttoned, revealing his toned chest. His shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his cheeks were a burning red. As if he'd just been running. His eyes darkened recognizing my familiar face, he licks his lips slowly. I coughed awkwardly, tightening the grip on my math notebook.

"Um- I- Uh.."

I stumble on my words, instead he grabs me by my arm and pulls me inside his classroom. I get taken off guard, before I could do anything, he closes the door. Locking us both in, I stagger to one of his desks. I turn around to see Mr. Grey loosening his blue striped tie.

I gulp, what-? He pushes me against his wall, I moan out of nowhere, causing him to smirk. I blush a deep crimson.

"Mr. Grey.. What are you doing?"

He chuckles intimidatingly, I drop my math notebook.

"Well Elena honey, I'll be doing you in a few moments."

Oh my