Second Chance

58

Regina Mills-

Once dressed into my sexy little white shirt that ties in a knot just at my belly button, lucky I got a size bigger for this bump. I'm fairly certain this is a tight fit, but it's sexy and how can we not. There will come a point where I won't fit in any of this once the baby grows so I finish pulling up my skirt that has the widest leg slit imaginable. The black tights slip on with ease but stop with a frill around the thighs of gorgeous black lace. My hair is down and curly, my cleavage is showing and I place the cute glasses at the end of my nose waiting at the desk in the study room we have in this villa: waiting for my Emma.

As i tap the pencil on the table with anticipation, my mind just imagines what she's going to look like. In her tarted chequered skirt, her knee high boots, her white shirt, fleece cardigan and her tie, god I hope she has I tie. I find the pencil in my watery mouth just thinking of what my student will look like.

Soon enough the door slowly opens and an awkward blonde steps in, closing the wooden door and shifting from one foot to another and I cannot help but think that this is exactly what the blonde would have acted like in school.

"S-Sorry I'm late Regina" Emma stutters awkwardly, bringing the palm of her hand up to the back of her neck.

"Miss Swan!" I shout, banging my hands on the tables making her flinch as I rise to my feet. "Do not Regina me! How unprofessional if you, you must call me Miss Mills, Señorita Mills, or professor" I taunt, walking to the side of the desk and leaning ever so slightly against.

"Y...yes Miss Mills"  she fumbles avoiding eye contact.

This role play is driving me so crazy but it would be so much more efficient if her eye contact was strong, therefore my index finger and thumb direct her eyes to meet mine.

"Do not make me give you anymore warnings, next one comes with punishment, understood?" I question fiercely causing the blonde to automatically nod with acted fear. "Now take a seat"

Emma follows my instructions and takes a seat in another desk across the room while I perk myself against my own, taking hold of my long ruler and slapping it in my hand making the blonde gulp. This is bound to be fun.

"Now, every word you pronounce wrong, you will have to do as I say. Disappoint me and class will be called off, understood?" I question again, clicking my heals against the hardwood floor and making my way to her desk; placing my hands flat on her desk and leaning down so that she has full view of my cleavage. "Miss Swan! Eyes up here"

"Ri...right sorry professor Mills" she fumbles.

"Did you hear what I said?"

"Don't disappoint, got it" she repeats with determination licking her lips and peering up at me with such apologetic eyed. God I love how well she's acting.

"Now Em-ma... repeat after me... mi nombre es Emma Swan"

"Mi nombre es Emma Swan" she repeats with ease looking rather smug and proud of herself but that will soon change.

"Good. Really good. Now say what it means in English"

"My name is Emma Swan" she guesses with a slight hint of question crossing her face.

"Good, now say... Tengo veinticinco años y estoy locamente enamorada." I ask, sitting on the edge of her desk and pulling my skirt up ever so slighting watching as the blondes breath hitches.

"Erm... tango veinticinco años y early lecamenta enanotaba" she stutters truly unsure if she said anything similar to what I had asked.

"Close but not close enough" I taunt, slashing the ruler on the desk and causing the blonde to squeal from the sudden noise.

"I'm sorry Regi... Miss Mills I tried" she composed.

"What got you so distracted dear?" I question, arranging my button of my shirt and peering down through my sexy new glasses. "And don't think to lie to your teacher, that doesn't set such a good impression"

"I erm... my mind was fogged by something beautiful" she stutters.

"Oh really, and what might that be Miss Swan"

"I dare not say, I fear I may be punished" she role plays, biting her finger and widening her eyes in hope.

"Punishment May exactly be what you need, now speak the truth dear" I taunt in return, simply running my heel up her ankles.

She gulps audibly and begins stuttering. "M...miss Mills it's you, you're my distraction with your boobs tumbling out that useful shirt, your gorgeous toned thighs popping out that leg slit and my my, those glasses that you peer over" She blurts out all at once, but I hold back my blush and smile, instead I act shocked as though this is new information.

"Do you know how highly inappropriate it is for a student to look at their teacher in such a manner Miss Swan" I act disgusted. "And must I remind you that you also do not dress appropriately for school, that skirt it far too high, those buttons that you seem to have cut off simply aren't acceptable and your tie should be done up to the collar, but there is far too much flesh to be shown"

"I'm sorry it caught your eyes Professor Mills, it won't happen again" she blushes and looks down.

"Now dear, I never said it shouldn't happen again. I'm not one of these teachers that usually follows the rules, god no. I'm one of these rebellious types and you Miss Swan have done far more that catch my eye" I tease, slowly retrieving the tip of her tie and curling it between my fingers. "How about I punish you in a more fun way than one hundred lines"

"What do you have in mind señorita Mills" and gosh the way that word successfully rolls off her tongue like she's been paying good attention is just so hot.

I tug on her tie, forcing her to pounce forward, I lean down and whisper in her ear lowly and seductively, "kiss me" I draw out, running my tongue around her earlobe.

"Why Miss Mills, that is surely inappropriate. I can't do that" she blushes, pulling back and looking in my lustful eyes.

"Can't or won't?"