𝐏𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐄𝐒 -beatles imagines, preferences

Hot for Teacher (George smut)

Summary- Lilly is the hot teacher, who George has his mind set on.

Era- 1967 George (he was so fucking hot here)

----George's POV---

I sat at my desk, grading the unruly papers. My neck was aching from the posture I had sat myself in. The current paper I was grading now was by a male student, Dale I think his name was? I had to squint just to see what he wrote due to his small penmanship.I'd often end up daydreaming, melting into my swivel chair. I would imagine being in a band, having someone to kiss or talk too. Just to hold at the end of the day, I was a pretty lonely person.

My desk was a mess, I had pencils dropping out of my designated cup. A mug stained with coffee, stacks of graded and non graded papers. My drawers were no different, filled with files of this years students, some of which I rarely saw.

I hated my job, granted some times were fun. Key words some times.

I glance over to my door which was ajar. But for one reason. Lilly.

Lilly was stunning, she had this short luscious nutmeg hair. It was always tied up into a small knot, yet she'd always leave a few strands out.

Every time at 5 o clock, she would walk her way through the hallway, strutting every thing she had. My mind frequently enjoyed this, as it was the highlight of my day. Her apple breasts bouncing slightly as she bounced from her feet, the way her bum would jiggle very little but it was still there.

She excited me, yet she didn't even know it.

Lilly wasn't someone I just wanted a quick shag with, I wanted her. She had this charming personality, she was outgoing with her classes, always extremely passionate about the words that raced through her mouth. Every class, she would engage, shout, use her hands all to just prove her point.

My did this girl make me crazy.

I desired to tug at her nutmeg strands, as I would kneel behind her shoving my cock into her from behind. Oh how I yearned to see her eyes look up at me, as an innocent girl.

I began to feel an all to familiar feeling, downtown. I shook my head and glanced towards the clock, it was 4:59, she should be walking any minute.

And there she was. A tight low cut shirt perfectly accentuating her breasts, lifting them up more then I could ever hope. The skin looked so creamy, so smooth. My eyes scanned lower to her skirt, which was very fitting along her curves. It was black and I could tell velvet.

She had these long legs, that I couldn't help but imagine being wrapped around me as I pounded into her.

Shit, I'm horny for this girl.

Then she looked over at me.

She was now walking into my classroom, her heels clicking against the tiled floor.

"Hello Mr. Harrison," She smiles at me, standing confidently in the doorway.

I stand up for a split second, before being reminded of my problem, so I quickly sit back down.

"Erm hello Miss. Regio," I rub the back of my neck awkwardly.

"Did Cheryl send you the documents for tomorrows assessment?" She tilts her head as she quires.

"No I do not believe so," I jokingly shake my head.

"Ah I thought so, she is just so unorganized," Lilly lets out a low chuckle, my eyes darting to her breasts.

She approaches me, letting her red polished index finger glide across my shiny wood desk. She places her hands on the arms of my swivel chair, leaning in to face me.