Sweet Bliss

(Chapter 1: The Meeting)

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* I jolt out of bed like a 'Jack in the box clown' I looked over at the clock and noticed I was late! I quickly hurried out of bed, grabbed my phone, and ran straight to the bathroom. I looked up into the mirror and saw that my hair was all clumped up... and I said, "Oh, that's just great!!" I reached for my brush and began brushing out the matted locks of hair. Then I looked over at my phone and read the time 7:30 am. I knew that class started at 8:00 am so If I get dressed in a hurry, it shouldn't take me too long to drive to class. My school is only 5 minutes away, so I should only miss five minutes when I get dressed. So I hastily brush my hair and teeth and wash my face. I run to the closet and put on something Cute but classy. I had reddish-brown hair and hazel-blue eyes, was around 5'1, and had freckles across my cheekbones. My build is slim but curvy. I had small breasts, my ass, on the other hand, stood out like crazy. I swear I can't go a day without someone comparing me to a "white girl with a black girl's ass." I grabbed a classy black above-the-knee skirt and a white-collar button-up blouse. I donned my ethereal "Billie Eilish" scented perfume. I smelled of woody apple blossom, with a dark and sultry aroma. Then, I sprayed some Coco Chanel on my neck and wrists, and now I smelled amazing. I grabbed my black circle glasses and my backpack. And I ran out the door. I checked the time which read 9:45 am. Okay, great, I have like 15 mins to get there; I hop in my black-on-black Porsche and roll out of the driveway. I speed the whole way there, hoping and praying that no one sees me speeding out of control like this. I finally pull into the parking lot. I watched as kids were also pulling in! I sigh in relief, as I take my time parking my car. I turn my head to look out the window, and I see my English teacher driving in late, just like I did. He had brown hair with little gray patches, his eyes were bright blue, he looked about 40, and he had chiseled abs, I could see them right through his tight dress shirt. His muscles were also bulging out of his shirt. He grabbed his book and reading glasses and slammed his door. I watched him run to the door, I saw him trip. So I immediately shut my door and ran over to help him. "God Sir, are you alright?" I ask as I help him pick up his books." He replies "I am now... I've been having a bad morning. First, I woke up late, and then I ran over my neighbor's cat because I was in a rush to get here, I had to apologize and reimburse them." He sighs. I respond, "Oh my goodness, sir, my morning went similarly also... I heard my alarm go off... right? And I looked at the clock, and it appeared it went off an hour later! So I rushed to get ready, man, it was so stressful! I've never dealt with anything like this before." I looked up and saw him staring at me with those big blue eyes, and I felt myself staring back at him. We looked into each other's eyes for what seemed like forever until we both came to our senses looked around, hurriedly checked our watches, and realized we were both 15 minutes late. I said, "Come on, sir, let's get in! Also, what's your name, I didn't look for the names when I was overviewing the schedule. He said, " Oh yes, of course; my name is Attic- uh, Mr. Laurier." We kept walking, and he asked me what my name was. "My name is Calista Porter. And were you going to say that your first name is "'Atticus' like 'Atticus Finch' from 'To Kill A Mockingbird'? That's wonderful." He replied, " How did you know? You seem brilliant; I'm so eager to teach you." We walked through the double doors of the old school building; the doors were brand new; however, the outside of the school was all ancient and run down. I looked down at my schedule and saw that Atticus' class was my homeroom and first period! "Guess what, Atti- er- Mr. Lauirer, you're my first-period teacher!" He said " Wonderful! Just follow me. So, did you get that list I sent home with you to start reading for class?" "Oh yes, of course, I read them all already, I have the book reports if you need them." He looked at me with the same stare before and said. "Are you serious?" " I've been busy!" He smiles. "let's get to class." He smiles and walks into class, with a huge grin on his face. "I'm so sorry for the unpunctuality, I've had a crazy morning!" He smiles in my direction. "Okay, everyone, welcome back to a new school year; you all are seniors now, so I expect you all to be mature adults. Ahh, I already see someone has read all the books, and fully completed book reports on every book." He looked in my general direction, and I just smiled back." He walked over, grabbed them, and placed them on his desk, where he began to teach the lesson. "During this semester, we will learn about three things: 'Reading, writing, and Comprehension'... it's clear to me that none of your old teachers taught you this properly, or you just never cared to pay attention, one of the two. This is why I will take your phones before class until I know you will follow along with the lesson plan."Everyone, grab a copy of 'Rolling Thunder, Hear My Cry." Everyone drearily gets up in an orderly fashion; the person in front of me goes, and I follow suit. I walk up to grab a copy, and he turns around and says, "No, you're good; I'll discuss your assignment with you while the students are reading and taking notes. Go ahead and take a seat, Miss Calista." I reply "Yes, Mr. Lauirer." And I return to my seat. Moments later once everyone was seated, he gestured me up to his desk to meet him out in the hall. I got up out of my seat and followed. We get out to the hall, and I become remotely aware of how empty it is. He looks down at me with a huge grin and says. "I just wanted you to know how wickedly brilliant you are. I've never met anyone like you before. And I can't bear the thought of losing you. Also I get a certain vibe that you feel the same way." I smile back. "You assume correctly. Don't you wanna kiss me?" He pushes me up against the locker, and I feel his lips pressing into mine. I swear those lips taste like blueberry pie. He puts his hand on my throat and gently squeezes it with his beautiful hands. He breaks from the kiss and says, "I'm gonna let you do the midterm early, I'll give you a study packet. And I need to see you after class." We walk back into the classroom, and I return to my seat to study. I plug in my earbuds and get to work. I'm the happiest when I'm reading and studying. I opened my little black backpack, pulled out my notebook, and took notes on the midterm study guide. Finally, the bell rings, and I slowly pack up my stuff, waiting for all of the students to leave. Once they all cleared out, he locked the door behind him. He coaxed me to come to his desk. He said, "Get on the desk and pull down your panties." I smiled and hurriedly ran to sit on top of the desk. I pulled my lacy black panties down to my ankles and looked up into those big blue eyes of his. He smiled at me and started walking slowly over to me. "I want you to read to me the way you read to yourself, I'll handle the rest. " He handed me a copy of the book by Henry Miller called "Under The Roofs of Paris" And said "Page 13." I began reciting the words written on this book's page. I watched as he put his face into my wet virgin pussy. I began to moan quietly while reading this sexual passage. I felt my body steaming, the temperature rising nearly a thousand degrees. Or at least it felt that way. I heard a belt unbuckle, and he asked me if I was ready to take it." I nodded and continued to read the amazing book. I looked up and saw a huge steaming member, getting ready to enter my split fig, which just kept getting wetter. My hot juices seemed to lubricate it as he stuck it in; at first, he tried shoving it in. But I was just way too tight for that. So he slowly edged it in. I felt my pussy stretching inch by inch until he was fully inside. He let out a loud moan when he made it inside. He began pressing into me progressively, getting faster and faster. He moaned extra vigorously like hasn't ever felt anything this amazing in his entire life. He asks me, "Are you ready to come with me to Heaven, baby?" "I said oh fuck baby, I'm gonna come too, FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" We both moaned in ecstasy towards the climax." He pulled out and came on my stomach. "Thank you so much for staying this long after class, Calista. Can I write you a pass to your next class?" I replied, "Oh no, sir, that's okay; you were my only class left for the day. The rest are at home online." I grabbed a piece of scratch paper and wrote down my phone number. 555-222-9999 love Calista Porter <3 "Call me. And maybe you can come to see me. I live in Casterly Hill. I'll be walking here in the morning over by the football field. Come see me." I kiss him goodbye, and I walk towards the door on my way home. I really hope he texts.