I couldn’t stop thinking about Mr. Johnson. Just yesterday, while he was giving us a lecture in English class, I would see his eyes scrolling towards me, but when our eyes would lock, he would shyly look away. I find him very attractive, manly, but in the same time, very sweet.
He is at least 6’3, well-built, blonde hair with hazel eyes. He is strict and didn’t seem to take any jokes, but his sweet face and shy smile evens every thing out. I would say that he looks like a typical American army guy. I had been going nuts for him, and wanted to do something new. I was so bored of the guys in my school, they were so easy to get with and mostly, are not experienced enough to satisfy my needs. Today, I finally decided, I will do something to seduce Mr. Johnson. After all, appearance wise, I do think I fit into the criteria of being an attractive woman. Having long wavy brown hair, slender long legs, a tight ass, and 36B-sized breasts does make me stand out in school. Mostly, everyone complements me about the bronze tan skin tone I’ve got.
Thank God that today was a nice springy day, and that I was able to wear my short white tennis skirt with a white ¾ sweater that showed my shoulders off, or probably even more. As usual, I did not put any panties or a bra on.
After class, I went up to Mr. Johnson and said 'Mr. Johnson, I really have a problem.' 'Kelly, what is it that you need help with?' I smiled sweetly biting my lips and said, 'I had been trying my best to write this poem assignment, but there just seems to be something missing.' 'Well, Kelly, you are one of the top students in this class, and whenever there is an assignment, you always complain.' 'Well, this time, I really do have a problem and really want to talk to you about it.' 'Well, okay, Kelly, how about this, come meet me right after school and we’ll see how I could help you.' As a habit, I sucked on to my index finger, looked at him and said, 'Well, then, I’ll come here right after school.'
I couldn’t wait till the last bell rung, and finally when it did, I went to Mr. Johnson. He was working with his laptop when I entered, so I tapped him from the back and sat on his desk, which was right behind him with my legs crossed.