My Teacher Ch. 01

Her eyes followed my hands and her nipples protruded through her white shirt. "Jeff. I promise you I will get you into university. I promise you your sister will be okay with whatever happens with us. I promise you, you will forget all about Megan." As she spoke her words turned into whispers.

I felt my heart pulling me closer towards her but my brain kept my feet firmly planted. I knew this was wrong, but she clearly wanted this as much as I did, and I was really struggling to find an excuse to say no.

A moment later she sighed and returned to the kitchen table and sat down. "Jeff I am not going to force you into anything you aren't comfortable with. I like you. I will help you with your studies, and I will be your teacher." She looked away from me for a moment. "The rest is up to you."

As I began making the pasta sauce I glanced at the clock. Everyone would be home in around half an hour. I knew those 30minutes would be the longest, or the shortest 30minutes of my life. "Liz, I like you. There is no point in lying about that. You're a psychologist right? Even if I lied to you, you would see right through it."

"But?" she asked as she stood up.

"But I don't know. Like I said, you are my teacher; you are my sister's ex. You are almost 10 years older than me." Liz once began slowly walking towards me.

"Do those things bother you?" I found myself taking a step towards her.

"Lucy would kill me. I don't think I can hurt her after everything she has been through."

"Then she doesn't have to find out." Lucy stopped a few inches away from me. Once again I could feel her breath on me. I could hear both our hearts beating rapidly. She stood perfectly still waiting for me to make the next move.

My hands were shaking, and I could feel myself beginning to sweat. My hands, which were tight by my sides reached out very slowly and grasped hers. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes and my fingers interlocked with hers. Both our bodies leaned forward into each other and with eyes still tightly closed I gently planted a kiss on her lips. Surprisingly her lips were not expecting a kiss, but it was still the most exhilarating kiss I have ever had in my life. As my lips found her soft juicy lips my knees began to buckle and I found it very difficult to let go a second later. We both pulled back a step and she started to smile and giggle as she opened her eyes. We looked into each other's eyes and she whispered "Trust me," as she tightly grasped my right hand with her left, and placed her right hand on my cheek.

I nodded enthusiastically with lust in my eyes as the doorbell rang. Somebody was home early.

*

Dinner was a very strange ordeal. The topic around the dinner table was mainly focussed on my mathematics. My parents seemed very interested in having Liz tutor and mentor me. They always had high hopes for me, wanting me to follow in Lucy's footsteps.

My parents offered to pay Liz to tutor me but she refused. She said she had arranged it with through the school and they would be adding the hours to her wages. The school was very excited when Liz told them I would be applying to Oxford to study Mathematics. If they accepted me I would be the first student from my school to ever go there. I would also be the first member of my family to ever attend a red brick university. Up to that point attending Oxford had only been a dream of mine, one I had never shared out loud. To hear Liz say that she was actually discussing it with the school made my heart jump at the prospects for the future. I just wished she had discussed it with me first!

I learned a lot more about Liz over dinner; my parents were asking questions which had crossed my mind but that I had never asked. Up to that point my conversations with Liz had been focussed on very few topics. I learned that Liz's father had passed away many years ago, and her mother lived 200 miles away with her younger brother. Her father was as English as you could be. He could actually trace his bloodline back to the Saxons. Her mother was of mixed descent; part Indian and part Japanease. I guess that explained her olive skin and her very subtle eastern flair.

Lucy subtley changed the subject when my parents enquired about their friendship. I wouldn't have picked up on if I didn't understand why. I couldn't help but smile.

After dinner we all helped clear the table, and when we congregated for desert I found myself sitting next to Liz.

Her smell overwhelmed me, and I couldn't help my nose indulging in it. There was something so primal and raw about her scent, under the familiar sweet floral perfume.

I almost moaned out loud as Liz grasped my knee under the table. I quickly looked around hoping nobody had noticed. Fortunately, everyone else was focussed on Lucy and what risks she was working on in the bank today.

I slowly wiped my face with a napkin, then slipped my hand under the table as well. My fingers crawled down my legs and found her hand. For several moments, my fingers interlaced over Liz's while Lucy spoke.

When the conversation turned to Liz, she squeezed her fingers, keeping mine tightly in place around hers. As she spoke of other members of staff in the school perfectly naturally she began to inch her hand up my legs. I knew what she was doing, but I didn't have the will power to stop her. I was amazed at how she spoke without giving the slightest hint of what has happening under the table.

After a gruelling two minutes of slow movement and torture, her fingers were a mere centimetre away from my rock-hard penis. I'm sure she could sense it jumping in anticipation. I struggled to keep my eyes open and focussed on the conversation. I craved her touch more than anything at that moment, but suddenly Liz let go.

"I think I better start heading home. I have to be up early tomorrow!"

It was an incredible let down, but I was also relieved at the same time. Liz quickly went to the washroom upstairs and I wondered if she was waiting for me to open the door once again. A few moments later we said our goodbyes and I began to do the washing up. I avoided Lucy as much as I could for the rest of the evening, and fortunately she didn't pry into what had developed between Liz and myself.

I eventually made it to bed by midnight to find a message from Liz on my phone that read 'Thank you for dinner. See you tomorrow in class. Hopefully we can begin your private sessions tomorrow?'

I felt so guilty responding, even though Lucy knew I would be meeting her for tuition. 'Sure, when and where?'

Two minutes later she responded. 'How about the library after school?'

I was hoping to meet her away from school, but I knew if I did it would not be a productive maths session. 'Okay.' I responded.

A moment later I received another message. 'Did you find my present I left under your pillow? xx'

I slipped my hand under my pillow and a moment later pulled out something soft, silky and slightly moist. I used my phone light to see what I was holding. It was a sexy little black lace underwear.

My fingers began to stroke the underwear and I could feel a thin layer of damp across it. There were clear 'wet' patches right in the middle. I couldn't help but bring it towards my face and sniff. The smell was overwhelming and I found myself pulling down my pyjama bottoms and skipping the lingerie on.

*

The next day at school ticked by incredibly slowly and I was relieved I didn't have a regular maths class that day. I knew if I saw Liz I would be overcome with passion and desire; irrelevant of whom was around me or where I was.

Through my whole last period I was itching to get out, and when the bell finally rang I found myself almost running out the classroom. I quickly freshened up before heading to the library and took a seat in the quiet section. There were still many students in the library, and I ended up taking out my books and waiting patiently.

The minutes ticked by as I waited for Liz. She eventually arrived fifteen minutes later. "Hi." She exclaimed tiredly as she approached.

"Hi Miss Winters." I responded, looking directly into her eyes.

"You okay Jeffery?" She asked as she unravelled her coat in a manner I found incredibly sensuous and sat down across from me. Her aroma captivated me again, and she sat down I received a great view of her cleavage.

"Perfect. And yourself?"

"I'm Good Jeffery. I'm Good." She opened her bag and pulled out a text book and laid it on the table. She opened a page with a turned corner and asked me to turn to the same page. As I began fumbling through the textbook she looked around. The library was a little quieter than before, but still a good dozen students remained.

She set me some problems and asked me to complete them in front of her. We both had other things on our minds but there were too many people around to discuss them. I couldn't take my eyes off her nipples through her top, and soon Liz gave a stern look before breaking into a small smile.

As I began to work on the problems Liz played on her phone. Sitting two feet across from me I found myself incredibly distracted by Liz but I tried my best to focus on the problems.

Twenty minutes later I had completed the problems as best as I could. These problems were tougher then I had expected and I felt a little blindsided. I leaned back in my chair and caught Liz watching me. "All done Jeff?"

"Yes Miss Winters." I stretched my legs out as I spoke. My shoes bumped Liz's knees, and I noticed Liz close her eyes for a moment as they rubbed past each other.

"Let me check your work then." She said professionally and stretched her hand out. Sitting across from me she could have easily picked up the book from the table, but even the slightest touch of our fingers seemed to excite her as much as it did me. "Why don't you check your emails and messages whilst I mark this." She winked at me before looking down at the page. A smile cracked on her face as I rummaged through my bag for my phone.

On my phone screen was an alert telling me I had several new message from Liz, all received in the last ten minutes. I looked up at her, but her eyes were busy going over my work. I watched her lips move as she read my work. I opened the message one by one and read them silently.

'If you get 40% I will drop you home after this session.'

'If you get 45% I will take you out for coffee on the way home.'

'If you get 50% I will give you a peck on the cheek at the coffee shop.'

'If you get 55% I will give you a kiss in the coffee shop.'

'If you get 60% I will kiss you in the car for 30seconds.'

By this point I was beginning to turn red, and once again I was rock hard.

'If you get 65% I expect to see you naked like you saw me on our first date - for 30seconds.'

'If you get 70% I will unbutton my shirt - for 30seconds.'

'If you get 75% I will take my bra off - for 30seconds.'

'If you get 80% I will let you touch my breasts - for 30seconds.'

'If you get 85% I will give you a sneak peek under my trousers - for 30seconds.'

'If you get 90% I will touch what is between your legs - for 30seconds.'

'If you get 95% I will touch what is between your legs with my lips - for 30seconds.'

'If you get 100% I will let you touch my body anywhere with your hands and lips - for 30seconds.'

After I finished reading the messages my eyes darted left and right before focussing on Liz once more. She was still marking my work, and I felt like I was about to lose control. She looked so sexy with sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and her top two buttons undone. She had a yellow pen in her hand, and was biting the end of it between her thick luscious lips. Her eyes darted up to me then back down to my work.

A moment later she scribbled a number in the bottom corner of my workings and sighed as she returned them back to me.

A 43%.

I felt my heart sink and clearly so did hers. "Looks like we have a lot of work to do Jeff. You are letting distractions get to you too easily."

She hurriedly packed up and ushered me out of the library with a glum look on her face.

"Let's see if we can turn those distractions into goals."

*

The drive home was long and intense. Liz was furious at me for not doing better, and so was I. "Jeff the reason I am tutoring you is that you need to improve drastically and quickly. Today's work shouldn't have been that tough for you. Okay it's probably stuff you would cover at the start of University, next year, but you should be at least getting 75% at the moment with your abilities."

It occurred to me as she said that, that Liz was hoping to do everything on the list up to 75% with me today, and possibly more.

"I will do better next time. I promise." I said as I looked to her longingly.

We talked about university and her hopes of my going to Oxford. For a long time, we both fantasised about what a great future I could have if Oxford accepted me. It was clear I would have to work hard to reach that dream.

She dropped me outside my door and wouldn't let me kiss her goodbye. She held my hand for a moment, and we both shared a desperate look of longing before she kicked me out the car. She was clearly determined to stick to the list. I guess I would have to shape up in Maths.

*

That evening I spoke to Lucy and assured her that my first tuition session was very professional, and I promised her nothing would reach her ears about Liz and myself. I hoped Liz would keep our secret, and that my word to Lucy would remain true. Whatever happened would have to stay as our secret affair. The thoughts of risk made my heart beat faster.

When I eventually made it to bed I couldn't stop thinking of Liz. The last week's events were racing around my head. It had only been five days since Megan had broken my heart, but I had barely thought about her for the last two. My mind had been completely spun by Liz, and she was all my heart desired now. As a laid down, I opened my nightstand draw and let my fingers find Liz's black silky underwear.

It was completely dry now, but still coated with an intoxicating smell. After thirty seconds of intense rubbing against my nose, I pulled down my pyjama bottoms and slipped on the lingerie. A strange thought crossed my mind, and I quickly grabbed my phone from the night stand.

A took a photograph of my body looking down. My bare chest slipped into Liz's sexy black number and my legs flowed out the other side of the photo. There was a huge mount in the underwear, and the tip of my penis was pushing out by a good two inches. Before I thought better of it I forwarded the image to Liz.

Five minutes later Liz called me. I suddenly became incredibly embarrassed realising what I had done. Liz was my teacher, and I had just sent her an erotic photograph of myself wearing her underwear.

"Hello?" I asked in hushed tones, almost whispering, hoping Lucy wouldn't hear from the next room.

"Hiii." Liz responded in a very horny voice. She was moaning down the phone.

"Hi Miss Winters." I responded quietly.

"You're a bad boy Jeffery." She moaned for a few seconds before continuing. "How do they feel on you?" A hint of an eastern accent came through in her voice.

"They feel soft and smooth." My mouth was suddenly dry again.

"What are they doing to you?" She asked whilst moaning again.

"I'm sure you could see from the photo." I replied quietly.

"Hmm. So what are you going to do about it?"

"You tell me Miss Winters." I responded sensing how much she was enjoying this.

"Why don't you do as I am..." Her sentence trailed of in moans.

"Tell me what you are doing Liz." I asked as I slipped my penis out of her sexy underwear.

"Can't you hear?" She whispered erotically.

"Tell me." I pleaded.

"Hmm. I'm in bed Jeff. Naked."

"So am I." I responded. "Except for your underwear."

"I have one hand on my breasts. My nipples are hard Jeff. What have you done to me?" She asked whilst moaning.

"I did what you wanted Miss Winters." I whispered. I could sense she became excited as I addressed her like a teacher. "Where is your other hand?"

"It's running up and down my legs Jeffery." She moaned again, and I grasped my penis in my hand. "What do you want me to do with my other hand Jeffery?" She pleaded.

"I want you to run it up and down your pussy lips slowly Miss Winters."

"Uh huh." A moment she let out a loud sigh of pleasure. "I'm so wet Jeffery."

I moaned back over the phone, and began to feel my penis grow even harder in my hand, to its grand size of seven inches. "Oh God." I moaned as I began to stroke it slowly.

"What are you doing Jeffery?" she asked.

"My penis is in my hand Miss Winters. It's hard and long and waiting for you."

"Hmm. I want to taste it. Is it throbbing for me?"

"Yes." I whispered through my breathing, which was getting heavier and heavier every second.

"Tell me what to do Jeffery?" She pleaded again.

After a moment of thinking I responded. "I want you to slip a finger inside yourself slowly Miss Winters."

"Yes Jeffery." She moaned loudly and I could hear a lot of fumbling around the phone hear side. "I'm so wet Jeffery. It's gone right in. Hmmmm."

"Oh Miss Winters." I moaned as I grasped my penis tightly and started to move my hand slowly up and down. For several moments, we both sat there moaning and pleasuring ourselves, listening to each other.

"Jeffery can I put another finger inside?" She asked in an incredibly sexy voice.

"Please..." I responded, distracted by my hands which were now moving faster and faster around my penis. "Rub your clit with your other hand." I moaned as I knew I was getting closer.

"Oh Jeffery!" She screamed. "My clit is throbbing; I can feel it Jeffery."

"What can you feel Liz?" I asked loudly.

"I can feel it in my chest Jeff. I can feel it all over my body. It's building up Jeffery." Her voice trembled as she spoke and I knew I was not far either.

"I can feel it too Liz. I can feel it building up inside me."

"Hmmmm. I want you to make my lingerie white Jeffery." She moaned more intensely and I began to shake my legs.

"Yes ma'am." I moaned passionately.

"Jeffery I think I'm going to cum soon." She moaned loudly and I felt a similar sensation run through my body.

"So am I Miss Winters." I moaned.

"Jeffery I am going to cum." She repeated is a hushed whispering tone.

"Cum with me Miss Winters." I pleaded.

A few seconds later Liz moaned loudly and made the most beautiful erotic "Ahhhh" sound. "I'm cumming Jeffery...I'm cumming." She moaned out loud.

At the same time I felt a deep pull in my stomach and my body began to spasm. "I'm cumming." I moaned loudly as my penis began to throb violently as waves of my cum made their way through my penis. My brain drowned out every other sound, and everything around me and my body didn't stop shaking for several seconds; perhaps a minute.

When my brain re-engaged, I heard Liz calling me. "Jeffery? Are you okay?"

"Liz." I moaned again. "Liz that was amazing. I have never cummed like that before."

"Neither have I," she giggled.

I felt a warm sensation dripping off the sides of my stomach and from my chin. My spunk had flown everywhere. Liz was still moaning in relief as I took her black lingerie and began to wipe myself clean.

A few minutes later, Liz told me she was going to get cleaned up and would call me back shortly.

We spoke for a long time that night, and I knew right then that things could no longer be stopped. In the space of five days I had fallen head over heels with Liz and knew nothing would keep us apart. We spoke about the past and I learned that she had only had two relationships in the past, one with a boy in university, and the other with my sister. She told me that nothing would keep us apart and I believed her. I told her about my relationship with Megan, which had been entirely non-physical except for kissing and a little light petting. Liz told me she couldn't wait to be my first.