Chapter Eleven: Innocent Lust

As she began getting dressed, she was fueled by the intensity of the previous night’s dream. Lesley was extremely excited to go to school that day, but she couldn’t quite explain why. She knew it was just a dream, but it had felt so real. She dressed similarly to how she was dressed in the dream and hurried out the door.
When she got to school, it had a familiar air to it. She was hurrying to her first class when she accidentally ran into Mr. Gribbin.
“Oh, hey dear,” said the startled teacher.
“Hey Mr. G. You look nice today,” she confidently replied.
“Wha- oh. Thanks. Um, you look nice today too,” he stumbled to say.
“Thanks. Gotta go to class, see ya later,” and with that, she walked past him to her class. She could feel his eyes on her back and her ass, but she continued to walk without glancing back.
She managed her way through her first two blocks. And as she approached her calculus classroom, she could hardly contain her excitement. She walked right in and sat next to Nate. She picked up where she had left off the previous day. She kissed him and took her seat.
“Alright class, today, we are just going to have fun. Sound good?” said the teacher. He was feeling something special too, she knew it.
The class responded with a collective “Hell Yeah”, and everyone began just hanging out. It was an extremely unexpected thing to have happen in a class. He began grading the tests that the class had taken the previous day.
Lesley was confused because he was paying no attention to her. She decided that she needed to do something to try and grab his attention. She walked up to his desk and made her move.
Leaning over in front of him, she said, “Hey Mr. G, can you help me out with something?” As she said it, she blatantly made it possible for him to see her cleavage.
Without looking up from his papers, he responded, “Not now Lesley. Maybe after class if there is time.”
Confused, Lesley hit a few pens off of his desk. “Oops, I’ll get those,” she said. And with that, she bent over and picked each one up slowly.
He didn’t look up.
Feeling like an absolute failure, she said, “Oh, alright. Yeah, I guess I’ll try and come back after class.”
She walked back to her desk and sat down. Lesley hadn’t completely noticed it, but the balance of power had just swung back in favor of the teacher. He had gained the upper hand, and he knew it. As she turned around to go back to her table, he raised his head slightly and watched the confused redhead make her way back to the desk. He smiled.
When the bell rung, the class left, but Lesley remained. She walked over to the teacher.
“Mr. Gribbin, do you have time?” she asked.
“What? Time for what?” said the teacher, even though he knew what she meant.
She continued, “With the homework. Can I have some help?”
“Oh. Um, yeah I still have some work. But yeah, what can I do for you?” he said.
She asked her questions, and he gave his answers. The whole time, he knew that she wanted him more and more, but he continued to play hard to get. This continued until he decided she had had enough.
“So Lesley, how are you doing?” he said compassionately.
Relieved that he had actually begun showing interest, she said, “I’m doing good. How are you doing?”
“Good good. Life is good. You are looking very pretty lately,” he said, not trying to hide his obviousness.
“Oh. You look really good. That tie is really sexy,” she replied.
Then, silence fell upon the two. It wasn’t awkward. It was only broken when he made his move. He pulled her by the back of her head towards him. She didn’t resist, and their lips met.
It was nothing like the dream. It was with feeling. He wanted her as much she wanted him, and they both knew it. She felt as if she could erupt, and then they heard the doorknob.
They shot away from away each other, and both threw their eyes towards the door. Lesley couldn’t believe it. Was her dream coming true? What was happening?
And then Nate entered the room. Relieved, Lesley let out her breath.
“Oh, sorry. Am I interrupting something?” asked Nate.
“Interrupting? What could you be interrupting? You silly boy,” said the young teen. She and Mr. Gribbin’s eyes met. As they did, the passion was almost equal to what had been felt during the kiss.
“So, we’ll continue this tomorrow?” asked the suddenly shy girl, not quite knowing what to expect.
“Oh. Um. Yeah, definitely. Tomorrow, yeah,” said the young teacher.
And with that, she walked out of the room. As she got out, she collapsed with excitement and passion. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. It was all too much to handle, everything was perfect, and there was only one person that had the ability to ruin it. Jamie.