What's A Girl To Do?

Bonding With Him Pt1

"So prepare hydrogen bonding for the next class. We will first discuss the rest of the cases of resonance and then I'll continue with the next topic."
I had missed my class of chemical bonding as I was unwell. So I was attending it in another class Mr. Styles taught.
As he was exiting the classroom, he turned around, looking straight at me and said, "Meet me in my room in a minute. We will go over the left over topics."
Mr. Styles didn't want me to waste another 2 hour class for studying such a petty topic. So he had promised he would explain the rest of it to me personally after class.
I went to his doubt room. He wasn't inside. As I came out of the room again, I ran into him adjusting his crotch before entering the room. My face flushed. He didn't realise I had seen him adjusting himself.
We both went inside. He sat down on the only chair. But being a gentleman, he offered to get a chair for me from outside. But the room was quite small and crowded, so I just decided to stand.
He started with the lesson. He is the most wonderful chemistry teacher I have ever had. He explained me complex concepts with such ease.
In the middle of the study session, suddenly a girl came in. Mr. Styles looked up at her, clearly annoyed. The girl said that she had some doubts, to which Harry replied that he is not feeling well. He will go home in a while. She should ask someone else. As the girl went back disappointed, I said," if you're feeling unwell. I can ask my doubts later. You should go and rest."
" Oh no I am alright.I'll go home afterwards. "
"Are you sure? You don't seem well. "
" Really. It's fine. You can check yourself if you want. "
With that he took my hand and placed it on his forehead. It seemed to be burning.
" Oh shit. You are so hot. "
"Am I? " He smirked.
" Uhh I mean your body is hot. I mean your temperature... " I blushed really hard.
Suddenly another student came in and he sent him back with the same excuse.
" You know what? I'll close the door so that no one disturbs us. With that he stood up and bolted the door from inside.
Then he asked me to turn up the cooling of the ac. I informed him that it was already at its highest. He said, " the room is really hot. Do you mind if I remove my shirt?"
"Not at all" I muttered, trying to control my chain of thoughts. He is my teacher. He is almost 26! He would never think of a 17 year old like this. He probably thinks I am a kid. But I can't stop imagining him naked.
He grinned at me and then opened all the buttons to his shirt. His finely chiseled chest showed through. He caught me drooling over his chest and smirked," Do you mind helping me? I am having problems getting it off."
I went to him shyly and started removing his shirt. His chest and biceps were glistening with sweat. I wanted to trace his six pack with my tongue soo bad.
He disrupted my thoughts again. " Let's get it over with."
"Sorry?"
"Your doubts."
"Oh yeah."
He sat back on the chair. All my eyes could notice was the lovely trail of hair on his abdomen and where it would be leading.
I am so wet right now. I am surprised I am not leaving a trail of my wetness on the floor. I have started to rethink my decision of not wearing panties with my tight mini skirt .
Suddenly Mr. Styles dropped his pen on the floor and it went under the table
"Could you get that for me please?"
"Sure Mr. Styles."
"I told you before. You can call me Harry outside class. Mr. Styles is my dad. Don't make me feel old." He pouted.
I smiled and bent down to look for the pen with my ass perked up to his face. Suddenly I felt a spank on my bum. I looked up surprised to which he said, " There was a mosquito" and gave me his perfect smile.

TO BE CONTINUED...