Benjamin would often visit Erica's classroom. She was a new teacher, and he felt he needed to help her get through her first year in that difficult profession. He noticed what a kind smile she had early on, as well as her infectious laugh. Overtime, he began to see her in a different light. He would sometimes glance at her sexy ass as she would bend over to go in the cabinets in her classroom. His eyes would sometimes catch a glimpse of her ample breasts when she would lean in close to show him some paperwork, or something in a textbook. She wore a perfume that gave off a hint of apricots, and when she was close, he would breathe in the exotic scent of that fruit and become drunk on it. He wanted to run his hands through her brown, curly hair. That being said, she was a great teacher, and he feared making a move on her would damage that relationship.
He didn't know that Erica was intentionally trying to get his attention in that way. She always felt safe with him and protected by his help and advice. It was this trust that made her want to lose control with him. She wanted him. She wanted to him to grip her hair as he kissed her. She wanted him to grab her ass and tell her it belonged to him. She wanted him to pin her arms back as he used her body.
She was determined to make it happen this time. Benjamin walked into the classroom and asked her how her day was.
"A little rough," she said, "One of the student's kicked my leg. Could you take a look and see if there is a bruise?"
"Absolutely," he said. He knelt down in front of her to inspect her leg. She lifted it up slightly. "I don't see anything," he said.
"Are you sure," she said, "Look close. It hurts a lot." She lifted her dark blue skirt lightly, allowing him to glance up and see her pink panties.
His eyes looked up her skirt and quickly darted away. He started to wonder if it was intentional. She must know what he can see from this angle.
