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by Illuminatex

by Illuminatex

It's just another typical day at school for Jessica. Going to lessons, seeing friends, handing in assignments etc. But, the one thing, like most, if not all the girls, she spends her time doing is thinking about her gym teacher Simon Minter, aka, Mr. Minter. Granted, she's got no chance as student/teacher relationships aren't allowed, but she can't help herself.

"Come on Jess! It's time to go to lesson!" Layla, Jessica's friend since they were 10 yells, snapping her out of her daydream. "What we got?" Jessica asks as they walk along the school corridors. "Gym." Layla smirks. "Let's go then." Jessica says, grabbing Layla's arm, and dragging her towards the changing rooms. "Knew that'd make you hurry." Layla chuckles. "Shut up." Jessica snaps, jokingly.

Soon enough, they reach the changing rooms and quickly walk in, to get changed.

"Come on Layla! You take ages!" Jessica whines. "I'm done. Let's go." Layla smiles whilst standing up. "Finally, lets go." Jess sighs before walking towards the gym along side Layla.

"Girls. You're late." Simon says sternly. "Sorry sir." They both apologize. "Stay behind after please. Especially you, Jessica." Simon says, looking at the pair. "Okay." They nod before standing with the rest of the girls.

Simon's POV

"Right, now that everyone is here, start jogging around the room." I order to the girls. Some groan, some whine and some actually get on with it. "Move it!" I yell, making all the girls move.

My main focus is on Jessica as she's my top student and because there's something about her that I like. I watch her as she just does what I tell her to do, compared to her friend Layla who's already panting like she's just ran a marathon, but in reality she's done 2 laps of the room.

"Stop!" I yell before blowing my whistle. "Now, in pairs, except you Jessica, make your own workout routine." I say to the girls. They all nod before finding someone to work with. "Jessica, you're with me." I say, as I wave my arm, indicating for her to come over. She nods as she immediately walks over to me. "May I ask why me sir?" She asks, looking up at me. "Because I said." I say rather bluntly. "Is that a problem?" I ask her. "Not at all sir." She smiles innocently.

"God, the things I could do to her..." I think to myself as we begin planning what we're going to do.