Calculus class, damn! this class sucks Sam thought to himself as he walked through the door and took his seat. He was a terrible math student and he could never pay attention in this class. All he ever thought about in math class was how gorgeous his teacher was. This was her first year teaching. She had just graduated from college, and she was only about 23 years old. She was exquisite too. She was about five feet seven inches tall, with long blonde hair that fell softly on her back. She was thin with perfect curves and soft white skin. Sam's eyes followed her long toned legs up to her small hips that were covered in a short black skirt. She had wet, full red lips, soft green eyes, and long black eyelashes, that annunciated the perfect features of her face. And the best part of all, she had a pair of enormous round breasts that were covered by a silky white blouse. I'd like to touch them so bad he thought to himself, they were perfect and round, and the dark hard nipples poked conspicuously through her blouse.
"Sam. Sam!" he heard a voice calling. "What's the answer to equation three."
"Uh....um I don't know." he stuttered, the question pulling him out of his trance.
"Sam maybe you should see me after class." his teacher said irritated, "Your never paying attention. We need to discuss your behavior."
Damn! He thought to himself. What was he going to tell her "Sorry Miss Hall I can't stop staring at your huge tits long enough to pay attention." He sat through the rest of Calculus class, not wanting to have to face his teacher. The bell rang and the class pilled out.
"Well Mr. Watson what seems to be the problem?" She asked. Walking over to the door and closing it. Even now he could think of nothing else but how badly he wanted to kiss her soft wet lips and caress her enormous breasts with his hands. She clicked the lock shut and walked over to her desk.
"Your not leaving until you tell me why you weren't paying attention again." she said. "Now come over here so we can have a talk."
Sam stood up and walked over to his teacher his eyes looking at the floor.
"What seems to be your problem Sam?" she asked.
"N-nothing Miss Hall I.... I was just daydreaming." he stammered.
"Well what are you day dreaming about? You sit there every day with that glazed look in your eyes."
"Well....uh.....you know....this girl and stuff."
"Maybe you should just ask this girl out and stop dreaming about it. Then maybe you can focus on your schoolwork." his teacher declared.
"Yeah.....but you see she's a little older than me and she's so gorgeous."
"You're a good looking young man I'm sure she'd say yes." his teacher responded.
"I don't think so....I uh....I think she would just be insulted."
"Insulted? What girl would be insulted by someone as handsome as yourself telling her she was gorgeous?"
"Well....I really just want to.....I uh don't really want to go out with her if you know what I mean." he said embarrassed.
"Oh so you just want to sleep with her." she said forwardly.
"Um sort of."
"Maybe you should just ask. Some girls just want to experiment and have a good time like you do."
"I'm not sure about this one....she...she's more mature than that I think."
"Well who is this girl that is so damn gorgeous and mature that you have to dream about fucking her every day in my class!" she asserted.
"Well um....."
"Come on now tell me, or your in detention for a week!"
"She uh.... she is....."
"Hurry up! Out with it."
"It's....It's you Miss Hall." Sam whispered. Gazing at the floor.
"Oh" she responded blushing. "Well that's not what I expected."
"See I knew you would be insulted." he said softly.
"Oh no! that's not it. I'm quite flattered actually. Your very attractive yourself. It's just that it wouldn't be appropriate."
"But Miss Hall your so beautiful I just can't stop thinking about you."
"Sam you know I just can't go around sleeping with every horny teenage boy."
"I know. But I think about you all the time, and how I'd like to kiss you and cup your big soft breasts."
"Oh" She said with a small smile. "You like them."
"Oh yes very much."
"These made me very popular in school." His teacher said pressing her large mounds together. "They're natural....I promise."
"Miss hall I'd like to touch them sooo badly. Please can I?"