Jessica POV
It's my first day at my new teaching job. Actually, it's not my official first day teaching, but three days before class starts. I'm sitting in the head master's office waiting for him to arrive when I hear the most sexiest voice and then an even sexier laugh. It's also beautiful making it music to my ears.
I turn my head towards the voice to see who it belongs to. I see a woman about 5'9" standing at the front desk talking to Nancy Whitmore, the school's secretary. I can only see her profile and she has wavy brown hair that is thrown over the shoulder that I can see. She's wearing a white tank top that's stretched tight showing the side of her size C or maybe size D breast. Her tank top is tucked into blue short shorts that look like bleach was splattered all over them and they are frayed at the ends. Her accessories are a couple long dangly necklaces around her neck, a Gucci white belt and matching Gucci white flip flops.
"Wow." I say under my breath and she turns in my direction as if she heard me. Oh no, please tell me she didn't hear me. I didn't say that too loud. Did I? Goodness, why am I still staring at her? I think to myself as we both look at each other.
I instantly notice she has probably the most brightest, piercing green eyes I have ever seen. They are the kind of eyes that are so full of life and can look deep into your soul and make you transfixed just staring into them. I'm utterly captivated. Wow how can I see that in her eyes so quickly it's only been seconds. Her eyes widen after a couple of more seconds as we hold each other's gaze and that's the precise moment Mr. Greyson comes into the office. I'm glad he broke our eye contact, because I don't think I could've looked away on my own.
I stand up to greet him and see the woman leaning her body around him to look at me. Making my heart start to race as I can now see her fully and oh my what a sight. Oh.. Wow. Her cleavage.... My mouth starts to water causing me to swallow a couple of times and I feel myself getting wet.
I have to look away, so I focus on Mr. Greyson instead. He still looks the same from the last time I seen him. His dark hair still shows a little gray on each sides of his head, however he must have gotten it trimmed since it looks shorter. Yeah, that's right Jessica keep your eyes on the boss not the one that just made you wet from just looking at her chest. Come on now, what else about Mr. Greyson? Come on focus!! I think to myself as I struggle to not turn around.
He must have gotten a haircut recently. He has dark blue eyes that almost look they could be brown. He's in his early 40's but he still has boyish good looks, making him look half his age.
"Hello and good morning Miss. Eden. Thank you, for coming in early to see me before classes officially start." He says in a friendly manner like he did during my final interview. I swallow and clear my throat.
"Good morning to you too sir and you can call me Jessica." I say and my mind goes back to a few moments ago.
When I looked at the gorgeous woman, I felt like the universe within me shifted and my whole body came to attention, igniting something deep within me. First it started when I heard her voice. Never! Had I heard a voice that sounded like music before. Hearing her voice made my body feel like it's come alive for the first time. Making me hyper aware of every inch of my body since it felt like a low hum of electricity vibrated all over. Not like sticking your finger in a light socket because that kind of hurts. Whatever, this feels more pleasurable. So, when I first spoke to Mr. Greyson, I thought my voice would crack or get stuck all together in my throat, thank goodness it didn't.
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