Being The Teachers Mistress (teacher/Student Romance)

Being The Teachers Mistress

**Amber Lynn Harper POV**

Chapter 1:

“Mom, I am now leaving to school, I will see you when I come back, okay?” I yell from behind her door. This is nothing new to me, my mother really doesn’t care for me, but I really would love a mother that cared, that’s why I talk to her as if she really cares. I heard moans and grunts coming from the other side of her door, figures; she is having sex with a one night stand again.

When she didn’t answer I rolled my eyes in disappointment and headed downstairs to grab my book bag and started walking to my first day of school to this new town. Ever since my father died, my mom has been acting as if she never had a love life or a life in generally. She treats me like one of her friends.

She talks about who she slept with the other day or how could of a blow job she did to an officer to get a warning instead of a ticket and she tells me to have sex to get money. Little does she know I am not like her, I will never be like her, that isn’t my mother, and she never acted this way before? It pains me to know that no matter how hard I try, my mother will never change.

I was now in front of the Main office waiting for the lady to give me my schedule. She appeared from behind a printer and handed me my schedule and the map of the school. I thanked her and made my way to my first period class. The students here are very different to what I am used to seeing.

Males look older than what they probably are, the females look snobby and easy to get into and the atmosphere here is just so tensed. I made my way through the crowd of people and finally found the class that will be starting my day. Advance English. I found a seat, sat down and waited for the teacher to enter.

The class started to fill in but there really weren’t a lot of kids in this class, I turned my head and counted about 6 heads in including myself. Wow, what a small class, I can get used to this. Back in California there are like 20 student in one class, if all my classes are like this, I might grow to like this school. Not that I am aniti social or anything but the less the merrier.

The door opened and entered our teacher I presume. I widened my eye brows and ranked his body. He was tall, leaned but had a straight potion. He had soft looking spiked up black hair. He wore a white bottom up shirt with this sleeves rolled up to his mid arm, he wore dark grey slacks and shiny black tenis shoes. For a man, he sure was hot.

I could see his muscles popping out of his shirt, everything about him called out to me, as if only my hands were meant to roam his body, as if my lips were only meant to touch his as my body was the only one that could fit into his hold. “You must be the new student, I presume?” My blinked a couple of times before I noticed he was stareing at me.

I blushed knowing the fact he saw me ranking his body with such lust. What in the world is wrong with me, this is so embarrassing, I am starting to act like my mother, but the only difference is my mother would have been gave him a move. “Uhh, yea, my name is Amber Harper, I just moved here a couple of days ago.” He came towards my desk and my heart skipped a beat.

“Well, hello Amber Harper. Class, this is going to our new student so start getting comfortable with her.” I turned around and saw 2 girls staring at me with hate, which I don’t understand why, I saw one guy giving me a lustful look and I rolled my eyes at him and the others just waved when I look their way.

“It’s a pleasure to have you with us Amber.” He touched my bare arm and I couldn’t help but feel my skin burn from his touch. The feeling was very different than what I am used to feeling. It felt good; I bit my lip to hold back the moan that was going to escape my lips. The teacher caught on and whispered into my ear, “You will be leaving with me today wither you want to or not.”

From the other student it made of looked like he was helping me out with something but when his voice purred into my ears I couldn’t help but bit my lip harder and tight up my hold. What in the hell was he talking about, why are his touches such a turn on to me, I shouldn’t be feeling this type of way for him, he’s a man! And on top of that he is my teacher!

He walked to his desk and began the lesson I couldn’t seem to focus on, instead my mind was filled with the things we could be doing if there weren’t other students in here. “Amber, are you taking the notes I assigned?” My head jerked up to his voice and I felt my cheeks flush.

“Uhh, I yea sir I am.” I hesitated to say, he raised his eye brow and came my way. I looked down on my paper and noticed there was nothing on it but the date. Oh shit I am in deep shit. He toke my paper and smiled. “I hope you like after school detention because you will be spending it with me writing the notes.”

“What, I can just write it now Sir.” He shook his head, toke my pencil and paper. “Maybe next time this should teach you a lesson Miss.Harper. “ I sucked my teeth and laid my head down. Since he toke everything that I had to work on and is trying to ruin my life, why even bother to even listen.

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