I was enjoying my teaching experience here in the States. On loan for 12 months from the Department of Education in Australia to learn the US teaching system and to integrate our own teaching methods into my classes at this somewhat fancy college in a small town in Oregon.
I looked good today. I knew I did because I felt good. I got a lot of stares from the male students... even some of the female ones too at times. I guess I was a bit of a novelty there with my accent and the way I dressed. I had a good body and I liked to show it off. Wearing the shortest of skirts and the lowest cut tops. Seamed thigh high stockings that were held up by thin lace garter straps. And heels... I love wearing heels. They make my long legs look taught and rippled as I walked.
I walked into my first class for the day. I felt every pair of young male eyes on me as I placed my books on the desk at the front of the room.
I looked up at the class. Boys looking at me attentively and girls looking at me with a mixture of envy and admiration.
There was one student in particular that kept catching my eye. He was different to the others. Oh, he looked at me the same way all the other boys did, but he was almost embarrassed about it. The others didn't seem to care if I caught their stares. But this one did. And yet there was something about him. He was funny, intelligent, and popular with the other students. But he was cocky and sarcastic. Almost like he was doing me a favor by showing up at my classes. He hated it when I singled him out for anything; he reddened like a beetroot. But I couldn't help myself. I got some kind of sadistic pleasure in making him uncomfortable around me. I know I was attracted to him and that bothered me intensely, knowing the taboos on teacher/student relationships. So I guess I was kind of taking out my frustration on him in class.
I went through the motions of the class and at one point asked for them to bring up their assigned essays to me one at a time. As I sat at my desk reading over them I noted that Drew had not brought his up. I said nothing and continued to mark the papers. After a few minutes I stood up and walked around the room amongst the students, discussing the day's topic with them. I approached Drew's seat from behind. I leant over his shoulder till I was in his face, looking right at him. I knew he could see down my top from this position and I was secretly turned on in the knowledge of it. I whispered at him that I'd like him to come to my office after class. He nodded his acknowledgment of my request and continued taking notes.
I walked back to my desk with a wry smile.
Before long the bell rang and I dismissed the class. Drew was still sitting there. I packed up my books, grabbed my bag and looked at him as I walked toward the door, saying, "Shall we go?." He stood up and followed me down the hall to my small office.
"Take a seat Drew," I said as I closed the door. "I won't be a second." He sat down and tried to look cool, although I knew he was uncomfortable by the way he was fidgeting nervously with his hands.
I walked across the room to the desk and placed my books on the end of it, strategically dropping one off the edge as I did so. I bent over in front of him to pick it up, knowing full well that he could see straight up the back of my skirt and take in an eyeful of my panties that barely covered my ass.
I turned my head to look at him as I retrieved the book and caught his eyes. He was looking straight at me, as red as anything. He quickly looked away when he realized he'd been caught.
Oh hell, it was now or never. I sat my butt on the desk in front of him, only a foot away from his chair. I placed both hands either side of my hips on the desk and crossed my ankles.
"Drew, I was going to ask you why, yet again, you haven't completed the essay I assigned for you. But it's obvious to me that we should talk about other things now."
He looked up at me. I looked him square in the eyes and said "Did you like what you just saw? Its okay sweetie. You can answer honestly. I want you to."
He never took his eyes from mine. He just nodded his head. A little in shock and amazement I think.