Authors note- This is the first thing I've written on here and the first erotic work I've written in general so I welcome any critique.
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Jonas wandered the halls of school, looking for the choir room. He knew where it was of course, this was his second year being college, and his fifth year in choir. Once he arrived he opened the door and walked over to where he was supposed to stand. A few other classmates were there, chatting and talking about this that and the other thing.
Jonas was thinking about his new teacher, however. The last choir teacher was a sweet old lady named Mrs. Pola. She had retired early this school year, and a new teacher was taking her place today.
A lady that looked to be about 22-23 years old walked in. She walked behind the piano at the front of class and sat down on the bench. Jonas's thoughts raced through his mind as he sized up the teacher. She had curly bright red hair that reached to her chin. She had large brown eyes that reminded him of a cow's, but in a beautiful way. She had rather small but firm breasts, and the same for her ass. She had on a slightly translucent lavender blouse with a white tank-top underneath. She had a silky purple skirt with black leggings that ended mid-thigh, and short black boots.
Jonas looked at his reflection in the mirror that took up one whole wall. He was a little taller than most kids his age, about 19, and his grey eyes looked back at him. His brown hair was slightly curly. He had contact lenses in, and he was wearing blue jeans, grey sneakers, and his shirt was a plain grey long-sleeve.
The beautiful teacher played a few higher notes on the piano to get the class's attention.
"Hello, I am Miss Abraham. I'm going to be your choir teacher for the next few years. So you should probably get acquainted with me today. In fact, the whole period today is ice-breakers that will help me get to know you."
The class groaned from the lack of singing, but Jonas ignored it. Miss Abraham's voice was very prim, yet sweet. She sounded like a Christian mom and her appearance suggested the same. She was very pretty, but Jonas had never read anything about teacher/student before. He preferred reading erotic things when he was blue-balled, as opposed to videos like other kids his age.
Miss Abraham lead the class extremely well, but she kept returning to Jonas. She kept glancing at him with the slightest hint of lust. It made Jonas feel warmer down there, but not enough to make him have an erection, which he was very thankful for.
The bell rung and the class departed. Jonas stayed behind, wanting to talk to his teacher. He walked over to her, and she looked up with a slight alarm.
