Mr Robert Alexander went through his lesson smoothly without a moment's thought. His lessons were like a memorised script with no alterations, one that he repeated seven times a day. His entire life seemed like deja vu. The only thing that changed year after year were the faces before him. The vacant faces which bored eyes sat in the middle of. If it weren't for his fantasies that ran through his head every day, he might have ended his miserable existence years ago. He smirked involuntarily as one of those fantasies began to play at his mind.
Rose was a senior student of his, a student that barely got even a glance from boys her own age. Why would they glance her way? She was short, always kept her hair neatly in a bun and had those awful glasses masking any prettiness she could have. Her clothes were many sizes too large for her figure and looked like they belonged to her grandmother. Though there was one thing going for her that Mr Alexander, who was 12 years her senior, noticed the very first time he laid eyes on her. Her mouth. A natural beautiful pink that was just the right size to wrap around his cock that throbbed every time he looked at them. He imagined taking off those glasses and peering into her green eyes as she took every inch of his dick into her mouth. He'd never seen her in any apparel that was pleasing for her figure but he could imagine, and imagine he did. She was slender, that much was apparent and whenever she danced around in his day dreams she was clad in pink lace lingerie that showed off her flat stomach and long legs the colour of caramel. Oh how he wanted those inner thighs to gleam from his cum that dripped from her tight slit.
Suddenly he snapped back to reality and realised he had stopped mid-sentence but from practice he quickly recovered and went on, this time trying to focus. He was a teacher but he was still a man, which was what he tried to convince himself of because if he didn't, he would beat himself up at the very thought of inappropriate behaviour with a student. Poor eighteen year old Rose sat before him and took out her hankie that she kept in the front pocket of her school bag. It was allergy season. Even her cute little sneeze made him go crazy. The bell sounded in his ears. It was the sound he and his students longed to hear because it meant the torture would end, it was the end of another day. Why couldn't he have studied something he actually enjoyed? Oh yes that's why because his stupid whore of an ex-wife had studied the very same thing in college and he was just a pathetic teenager that only thought with the appendage in his pants. Then again wasn't he still thinking with the same appendage?
Rose stood up less eagerly than her classmates. Unlike them, it was the classes she enjoyed not because she liked learning but because out there in the hallways, humiliation waited with eager claws. She was mocked and ridiculed day after day because she didn't conform to all the nonsense that her peers did. The sweltering heat of the day made Robert strip off his sauna of a blazer. He could see by the small beads of perspiration on Rose's forehead that she too was dying from the heat. She put down her bag and took off her jersey, but of course Murphy's Law wouldn't let her do anything without being punished. Her shirt stuck to her jersey and she noticed just a moment too late when her shirt nearly came up to her bra. Her face went crimson as she pulled her shirt down but Robert had seen. He had seen the body that he dreamt about, and was not disappointed. It was better than he had imagined. Her stomach was surprisingly toned and he caught a tiny glimpse of a pink bra. All this was too much for the teacher. He had to see more of that perfect body and taste that flawless skin. Before now he had never actually considered making one of his fantasies a reality but now lust fought against reason and was winning.
The students had by now all left, laughing at Rose's expense and gossiped between themselves. Rose sat back down in her seat and tears rolled down her face. Robert closed the door gently and sat in a chair besides Rose.
