Sex Ed [Michael Jackson]

5...Details

~Alex's POV~

---Lunchtime---
I sit at a table in the cafeteria with Anna and she smirks at me as I bite into my sandwich.

"What?" I ask with my mouth full as I wipe my face with a napkin.

"Details, please."

"Ugh, fine! I went to his office an asked him for the notes I missed and he got them for me." I say.

"Aaaaand? Go on please." She chuckles.

"Then he closed and locked the door as I was trying to leave and then he pinned me against the wall and then put me on the desk and pulled his pants and boxers off and pulled my skirt and panties down and then fingered me." I say and her jaw drops.

"You didn't fight him off?! That's not like you!" She gasps.

"I did try to fight him off but he was too strong." I say.

"Was he skilled?" She asks.

"Hell yes! And then he sucked his fingers off afterwards." I say and she giggles.

"So I guess you liked it, girl." She chuckles.

"Yeah the orgasm he gave me was incredible, but I'm still mad as hell at him!" I snap.

"Damn." She giggles.

We finish up our lunch and before we know it, it's time for classes.

"Let's go before we're late!" Anna says and I nod.

We walk through the hallway and see Mr Jackson.

"Uh, Alex? Could I talk to you please?" He asks.

I smile at him smugly while sticking up the middle finger and he looks at me, shocked as Anna snickers at his reaction.

"Go fuck yourself, Jackson!" I say.

"Wha-uh- bu- UGH!!" He stutters as Anna and I keep walking, leaving him stumbling over his own words.

We go to our class and I sigh as I sit in my chair.

"Why did I give in to him." I whisper to myself.

"Girl, anyone would give into him! I mean think of how sexy he is! Every girl drools over him!" Anna whispers and I sigh.

"But he's an asshole. He's a player. I don't wanna get involved with him." I say.

"Wait a minute. Are you... Are you catching feelings for him?" Anna gasps.

"No!" I snap.

"Okay, okay. Just wondering." She chuckles.

But then I actually rethink it.

'Do I have feelings for him? No, Alex! Don't think that way! He's your teacher! And he's a player who isn't interesting in relationships and feelings unless it's feeling a girl up!' I think in my head as class starts.

~Michael's POV~
---A Few Classes Later---
I sit at my desk, waiting for Alex's class to come and finally they come to the classroom. Alex is the last one in so I pull her aside by her arm.

"Can I please talk to you?" I sigh still holding her arm slightly.

"Your job is to teach the class not talk to me!" She snaps, pulling her arm away from me.

"Please just let me talk with you in the hallway. Please?" I beg.

'Oh my god! I've never begged a woman to let me apologize to her for fingering her without permission before! What is this woman doing to me?' I think.

"Ugh, fine!" She sighs, walking to the hall.

"Thank you." I chuckle.

"What do you want?" She sighs, crossing her arms.

"Look, I wanna apologize for forcing you to let me finger you in my office. It was inappropriate and disrespectful. I'm so sorry. Please, forgive me?" I say and she look at me skeptically like she's having a hard time believing that I'm truly sorry.

"Are you actually sorry or are you just trying to sound nice so I'm not pissed at you so you can get to actually fuck me instead of just fingering me?" She asks.

"I promise I'm actually, genuinely sorry." I say, raising my hand up.

"Okay. I accept your apology but I'm still pissed at you." she says.

"Fine with me." I shrug, smiling a little.

"Okay."

"By the way, you look really pretty." I whisper.

"Yeah yeah yeah." She rolls her beautiful eyes.

"Okay, does everyone have all the notes for this class?" I ask the students as I go in the class.

Some of them say "yes" and some say "no" and I smirk at them.

"Good because we're having a test during the last 15 minutes of the class." I say.

A lot of the student gasp, some groan, and lots say "what?".

I chuckle at their reaction and then tell them to study.

---Hours Later---
"Oooh yes! Ah, that's it!! That's good!! Mmm, fuck!" I moan as the girl rides me on my couch, making the couch rock back and forth.

"Ahh, Michael!!! Shit!" She whimpers, rolling her hips faster.

"Ooooh, girl! I'm close! Fuuck!!" I groan as I feel my dick twitch inside her.

"Yessss, your dick is perfection! Damn, boy!!" She moans, squirting on me.

"Shit!" I groan as I cum inside her.

She climbs off me and I put my head back on the back of my couch, trying to catch my breath.

"That was good!" She smiles.

"Yeah. Worth the money. Thanks Lilly." I say.

"My name is Lesley you jerk!" She screams.

"Whatever," I swat the air.

"Ugh! I'm out of here!" She says, grabbing her clothes and leaving.

I hired her so I could get my mind off Alex but it didn't work. She's been on my mind constantly and I have this feeling when I'm with her. Not only a lustful feeling but something else. I even set my home screen on my phone as that picture of her that Chris sent me! I don't wanna fall in love with her. The last time I fell in love, it broke me and turned me into the asshole I am and I'm better off being that asshole.