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As I sat at the back of my Geography class, I watched her walk up and down the front of the room. I followed her with my eyes, slowing undressing her in my mind. With every thought I got more and more turned on. Her long, naturally curly, brunette hair shimmered in the sunlight, looking silky to touch. Her piercing blue eyes glistened and her lips moved seductively as she spoke. Her body was slender yet curvy in all the correct places.
She wore a black short-sleeved, round-neck top and a grey tight-fitting waistcoat with matching trousers. Moving down, her feet were dressed with black tights and a pair of black shiny heels which extended her legs, making her body look even better. Her teeth were white and perfectly shaped as she looked in my direction, making me feel all warm inside. Her teachers ID card hung on a bright blue lanyard which fell into her parted unseen cleavage. Silver bangles rattled on her wrist as her hands floated in the air as she spoke, making endless circles and shapes to admire.
I watched in awe of her beauty until a question came out of her mouth, "Whitney, please repeat what I just said." The whole class then watched me and waited for my answer.
I didn't realise that I was watching her with my mouth open, until I attempted to speak. "You said... Dearest Whit, you've worked so well today, give yourself a pat on the back and go home early. My treat." With that said and me feeling quite proud of myself, I threw her a little smile. She did not return this gesture as her face stiffened.
She pursed her lips and said "Dearest Whit, please remove yourself from my classroom, we will pick this up at 3:15." She said this in a calm, innocent voice as I picked up my bag and walked to the door. Looking back at my best friend who was giggling on the last row, I sent her a quick wink and opened the door to leave. "Naomi, can you please repeat what I just said?"
My best friend who was took by surprise, shot her head round to look at Miss Evans and quite rightly answered, "You said... Dearest Whit, please remove yourself from my classroom, we will pick this up at 3:15."
Anger and slight embarrassment arose in Miss Evans' face, but it stiffened once more. "You knew perfectly well what I meant. Now ge- Actually no, you stay in here. You can come sit next to me and we can have a little chat in a few minutes." Closing the door, I stepped into the empty hallway.
With my earphones in and the corridor empty, I turned up the volume and blocked out the world. DJ Fresh's song Gold Dust was blasting in my ears as I closed my eyes and started to dance. I was pulling some killer moves and jumping in air to the beat of the final chorus. Totally lost in the moment, I didn't realise Miss Evans had brought our appointment forward until I bumped right into her.
I yanked the earphones out of my ears and stood perfectly still. "Having fun were we?"
"How long were you stood there?" I asked as I felt my face burn with embarrassment.
"Quite a long time. I was enjoying watching you, waiting for you to notice." She said with a huge grin on her face.
"Well I do try to please." I said playfully as I bowed.
I admired her beautiful smile and her lips looked so tasty, my eyes got lost in them as my mind trailed off. "Well how's about you try to pay attention in lesson?" The annoyance was clear in her voice, bringing me out of my thoughts.
"I was paying attention, just not on what you wanted." I said smugly.
"Oh yeah, and what was that?"
"I'm not sure you'd want to know Miss, just forget it." What else was I supposed to say? "I was focused on you. Just not your words." I'm sure that would go down a treat. Her face looked puzzled for a moment, I think she wanted an actual answer.
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