Loving Mr.Jackson (Michael Jackson Fanfiction)

New mentor

Second semesters of college. I thought as I stepped out the shower. This is community college so I'm not trying to dress fancy. Simple red v-neck thigh length dress with black sandals and light makeup. Grabbing a quick cup of coffee and breakfast bar I grabbed my car keys.
Parking my car I went to go meet with my mentor.
"Good morning Dr.Stacy."
"Good morning Ms. Johnson." Dr. Stacy greeted back. She about 5'8 with ashy blonde hair. Today her lips are painted red, she's wearing a white blouse with a black pencil skirt, and a black blazer. She's not my mentor just a person in the main psychology office.
"Is Mrs. Thomas available?" I asked
"You should have gotten an email Yazmin. Mrs. Thomas doesn't work here anymore." She replied. Her face saddened.
"So you know who my new mentor is by chance? And who is going to take her teaching spot?" I inquired.
"Your mentor is a new professor. His name is Professor Jackson. He will also take over the teaching for Mrs. Thomas. He's in his office right now if you would like to meet him. His office is room p109. Do you know how to get there?"
"Oh okay. Yes ma'am I do thank you." I smiled walking off. His office is all the way in the back in a secluded area. He must be a private person. As I got closer to his office I heard the most angelic voice I've ever heard. It was soft and smooth so innocent.
Knocking on the door I waited for a reply.
"Come in." The sweet voice spoke. Opening the door I saw a handsome yet sexy light skin male. His teeth perfect, his smile to die for, and his height much taller than mine. He stands feet away wearing a red button up, black slacks that are tight in all the right places, loafers, a black fedora, and his curls in a ponytail all but a few that seem to cling to his beautiful face.
He's your mentor and your professor. A very beautiful and se.. NO Yazmin you can't think like that. I stopped my thoughts and gathered my mind before introducing myself.
Michael's POV
I was singing in my office when I heard a faint knock on the door. People tell me I have a talent in singing but my heart was in teaching. Maybe one day.
"Come in." I said. Once the door opened I saw a beautiful women. She has to be about 5'2, he smile is stunning. Her hair flowing freely, beautiful long legs, and she's even wearing one of my favorite colors. With the curves of a model and a bit of stomach weight, she was perfect.
"Good morning Professor Jackson, I'm Yazmin your my-"
"I'm your mentor" I said stopping her mid sentence. I can possibly think such a way about a student. But she's a very beautiful woman. Would she even feel the same way? Only time will tell but that girl is mine.
"Hello Yazmin, beautiful name for a beautiful woman. Yes I'll be your new mentor for the year. Anything you need I'll be there." I said putting underline emphasis on "anything".
Yazmins POV
Was he just flirting? No, he couldn't have.
"Ms. Johnson if you'd like to have a seat we have some time before your first class starts." Professor Jackson said gesturing towards a seat. He has my schedule? I barley have my schedule.
"Thank you. So Professor Jackson, do you have anything Mrs. Thomas and I talked about?" I asked taking a seat and crossing my legs. Professor Jackson's eyes followed my every move.
"Please call me Michael when we're not in class. Yes, she told me somethings like your goals and aspirations." He said sitting in the seat next to mine.
"Yes I am becoming a psychologist."
  "Okay Yazmin I can help with that and many other things." Michael said eye fucking me.
"Thank you Michael, I will definitely come to you when I need assistance." I said looking in his almond eyes licking my lips. The chemistry was heavy but the sexual tension was thicker. Watching him reposition his pants he stood up. His ass is perfect, round and bouncy, shaped like a big apple. My first thought was to grab it but he turned around.
"Yazmin we both have classes to attend. Have a good day and I'll see you at 2." Michael said taking my hand.
"Thank you. See you in class." Half way out the door I felt him grab my waist. Turning around he was holding up my black book.
"You almost forgot this." He said smiling. Running to grab it he lifted it out of reach. Jumping up trying get it my breast brushed up against his arm the third time I tried to jump. A tingle went through my body and I stopped jumping. Michael looked down at me and gave me the book.
"So um, what's in this book anyway?" He questioned me.
"It's nothing that you should know. Just some um... things that I write in my spare time." I said. He raised one eyebrow but before he could say anything else I left out.
Michael's POV
Wow. She's somewhat mysterious, I like it... I like her. I wonder if she felt that surge of magic. I wonder what's in that black book of her's. Maybe once I get to know her more she'll open up about it. I want to open her up in so many ways. Hehe. She's  just so gorgeous and she has goals. Maybe I should ask her on a date... no Mike she's your student. I'll just see how class goes.
Yazmins POV
  Oh my gosh that was close. Maybe I shouldn't have ran out like that but he can't know what's in this book. Joy, my best friend,doesn't even know what's in here. If anybody knew I wrote sexual stories they'd freak out. Not cause I'm a virgin but because my sexual experience is limited. Michael can't know because I just met him. I wonder how our class will go together.