Chapter One: Tangent To My Curves

“Alright class, quiet down. Everybody calm down. My name is Mr. Gribbin, you can call me Mr. G, Professor Gribbin, or anything, just don’t call me stupid. Now let’s go through the class and give me names,” his soothing eyes passed to every child in the room. One by one they gave their names and a word that began with the same letter. Andy Apples. Jackie Jersey. And then, Lesley, the usually reserved redhead had a fleeting moment of comedy.
“Lesley Lesbian,” as the words left her lips, the class roared out in laughter. Even though they were seniors, everyone enjoyed the occasional immature humor. Lesley smiled enjoying the rare moment of attention being paid to her. She glanced at Mr. Gribbin, his muscular chest, and his enticing lips, and for a split second, she thought he winked at her. But as soon as those thoughts had come, they left, and she saw the disappointed look on his face. Her heart dropped, and she knew she was in trouble. But she didn’t care. She was too caught up in the thoughts of his body and the way it would feel against hers. She knew they were wrong thoughts, but she couldn’t help it. She wanted one thing: Him.
“Lesley, see me after class,” echoed the stern voice of power from Mr. Gribbin. The class began the inevitable “ooohss” when someone is being punished, and Lesley’s proud smile quickly turned to an embarrassed look.
The class continued normally that day, and Lesley struggled through the studies as she assumed she would. The meeting after class was forcing positive and negative thoughts into her head. She was worried of the punishment she would receive, but she was excited for spending time with her sexy teacher. The thoughts of lying next to his body were all that she was thinking about when her teacher was telling the classes about tangent lines and how they lie on curves. No matter what he said, sexual thoughts were all that were racing through her head.
The bell rang. The kids filed out, but Lesley remained. Mr. Gribbin waited for everyone to exit the room until he walked towards her. With each step in her direction, her heart began racing faster and faster. Until she couldn’t take anymore and then.
“Lesley, why did you say that? Do you realize that that’s inappropriate to say when we don’t know who is listening?” he asked.
“Yeah, but it wasn’t mean, I wasn’t trying to hu-,” she began to utter. But a combination of his opening mouth, and her strengthening desire, caused her to stop herself.
“Lesley, it’s not about what we mean. There are some things we cannot say or do. No matter how badly we want to. And sometimes we want to very badly. I know it’s hard, but…” he said as if provoking her. Lesley’s mind drifted away and she didn’t hear what else he had to say. She was too busy mulling over what he had just told her. She kept thinking to herself, what was he saying?
She wanted him so badly but yet, it was impossible. She began to contemplate what he meant. Was he telling her he wanted her? It was impossible. And, yet, maybe this was what he meant, but he was a teacher, he couldn’t have said that, could he? I mean it was impossible, wasn’t it?
“I have to go for lunch duty, but will you please work on what we have discussed?” he asked rather nicely. Lesley was completely unsure of what he meant due to her daydreaming, but she found the composure to respond.
“Yeah, I promise I’ll do yo-. I mean it. I mean, I’ll work on it. I swear,” she realized she had made a fool of herself but she avoided his eyes as much as she could.
“Okay Diane, thank you. Have a nice day dear,” and with that, the young teacher exited.
Lesley didn’t even care that he had gotten her name wrong. She was too caught up in both his flawless curves, and the fact that he called her dear. As soon as he had left, she felt herself growing hot and tense. And for a moment, she thought of taking advantage of the empty room and her unfulfilled desires, but she gained her composure and exited the room. The first day had already brought her the excitement she needed. If only she could remember what he had taught that day…