Kristen had been one of the first girls of her age to develop and at first it had bothered her when she heard the boys teasing her about her breasts and being immature about it. Now that she was a senior in high school she appreciated her mature body found that most boys would rather try and get a look at it than make fun of it these days. She particularly received a lot of attention from older men. She loved it; she would tease them and when they gave her attention it made her feel sexy. There were rumors over the years that she'd lost her virginity very young but little did they all know that her hymen was still very much in tact. At 17, she was one of the few virgins left among her circle of friends. The high school boys that she dated all wanted to get a piece of her but she hadn't felt that any of them were worthy. She had her eyes on an older man; her geometry teacher.
Ben Reed was a handsome, 35 year old softball coach and geometry teacher at the high school. He had never crossed the line with a student before and had never even been tempted. Girls in his class often had a crush on him and he would find it amusing but never looked at them the same way they saw him. That was until this year when he had a sexy little senior in his class named Kristen. She was beautiful; dazzling green eyes offset by hair so black it almost looked purple in the right light. Her figure was outstanding; she was a tiny girl at only 5'2" weighing no more than 115 lbs. She wasn't a showoff about her body, not wearing trampy clothes like some of her peers but he knew that her breasts were incredible. They would often stretch the material of her t-shirts and draw his eye right to them. Her legs were toned and tanned as was the rest of her body, but not that obnoxious orange tan that some females were sporting. She looked like a girl who spent a bit of time in the sun and had a healthy glow to prove it. He resisted every urge to come onto her because she was a student and she was under age. But he still delighted in looking at her in his classroom.
Kristen knew that Mr. Reed had noticed her finally. She'd had a crush on him the entire year but she knew that he wasn't looking to fall for one of his students. He loved his job too much, mainly the coaching but that meant he had to teach too and she knew he wouldn't risk his job. Still though, she had made it her mission to get his attention and give it a try anyway. Once she knew he'd taken notice of her in a sexual way she formed a plan. Her geometry class was the last of the day and she waited until the other students filed out. She began to whimper and move in her chair a bit acting irritated by something. Mr. Reed turned to look at her with concern, "What's wrong Kristen?"
"The screw on the chair, I think it cut me. It hurts but I'm afraid to look." She sounded so sincere and he looked concerned.
"Come up here and I'll take a look, I may have a band aid in my first aid kit here too." He pulled open his drawer and brought the small white box out. Kristen got up and walked to his desk, she took it upon herself to sit on top of his desk while holding her hand against her upper thigh where the screw would have caught her. "Where is it, Kristen?"
She pulled her skirt up slowly on one side, keeping her charade going she did it carefully and pretended to try and hide her panties. "My thigh, up here." She pointed to the general area and turned her head away pretending she couldn't look. He ran his hand over the area very gently, very caring and then he frowned.
"I don't see anything Kristen, it doesn't look like it left a mark. Does it hurt when I touch here?" He ran his hand down her thigh again and shook her head.
"No, that feels nice. You have soft hands for a man." She looked him, eyes shining with innocence. Her knees parted and he could see the little pink cotton material of her panties. He blinked his eyes a few times and pulled his hand away.
"I think you're going to survive. I'm sorry the chair got you." He sat back in his chair and smiled. "You better get going on you'll be late getting home." She hopped down and thanked him and then headed out.
This was the beginning of what lasted until Christmas break. They both felt the attraction between them but both knew it couldn't happen for several reasons. They flirted in and out of class, she would leave him little love notes and they even set up tutoring after school so that she had a reason to stay late alone with him. She was good at geometry though so they didn't spend any time talking about class. They talked about real things. Life, his job, her friends and family. By the second week of tutoring she had built up the courage to start sexual talk with him. She asked him about his first experience and told him she was a virgin. She sat in her desk as he told her the story of his first time; she squirmed in her chair and slid her hands up under her shirt. He watched her and became incredibly turned on, so much so that he had to stay behind his desk to hide his growing erection.
They spent several afternoons doing this with the door closed. Telling each other tales that would get the other one off. No touching, just talk at this point. He brought up the idea of meeting outside of school the following weekend and she was thrilled to say yes. They met on a Sunday when her family was at church and she drove to an empty baseball filed at the municipal park. They sat in the dugout and chatted about the usual things. This time though, because they were away from school they both felt more bold and when she put her hand on his thigh he didn't move it away. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and held her close to him. There was even a moment where she could swear his lips brushed her ear as he was talking. Her hand moved up his leg and across his crotch just hoping to feel him react. He did, she felt the bulge seem to jump toward her hand. She quickly pulled it away before he could tell her no. Instead of saying anything he put his hand to her chin and cupped her face up toward him. He placed a gentle kiss to her mouth and sighed, wanting so much more but knowing it was off limits.
The second time they met off campus it was at a movie theater. They'd arrived separately and met in the back of the dark room once the movie started. She'd picked one that none of her friends would be seeing and they even went so far as driving to the next town over just in case. For the first half of the movie they just held hands and occasionally he would lean over and whisper something to her just as an excuse to brush his lips over her ear or neck. Once they felt comfortable enough she looked at him and smirked as she moved the armrest between them out of the way. She moved herself quickly to straddle his lap. Her arms went around his neck and she looked at him. The theater wasn't crowded and no one had sat anywhere near them, thankfully. She spoke softly and close to his face, "I turn 18 on January 1st. I'm saving myself for you." He smiled and touched her face before kissing her gently. This was exciting news for him. He wanted to fuck her so badly but her wouldn't cross the moral boundary in his head concerning her age. The fact that he was her teacher was starting to matter less and less the more time they spent together. She reached down for his hand and moved it under her skirt, just barely allowing his fingertips to touch her bare skin, she leaned into his ear and whispered, "No panties." She kissed his neck. "I can't wait to feel you inside of me." It was almost too much for him and he gripped her hips to move her over to seat next to him. If he wasn't careful, he wouldn't be able to wait the two more weeks until she could be his. Before she left that afternoon she winked at her soon-to-be lover and asked, "So you'll spend New Years with me?" Mr. Reed just nodded and smiled before getting in his car and watching to make sure she got into hers safely.
