Chapter 6: School Begins
The next few weeks proved to be frustrating ones. While there were miles of female flesh in my classes, my lack of confidence in my teaching abilities kept me from making any moves on my female students. Slowly but surely, I became friends with Claire and Stacy. I thought I might have a chance with either one or both of them until I found out that the two of them were an item. That fact added to my growing frustration.
My fortunes changed three weeks into the term.
I returned from a midday shopping trip soaked from an afternoon rainstorm that I had been totally unprepared for and found Claire in the same condition sitting outside my door. It was obvious from the streak marks on her face she had been crying. I quickly opened the door and invited Claire inside. She followed me in shivering. I closed the door and went to find dry clothes for both of us.
"Are you okay Claire?" I asked as I fetched her a towel and some dry clothes.
"Stacy and I had an argument and she told me she didn't know why anyone would find me attractive," sobbed Claire as she emerged from the bathroom in my shorts and t-shirt.
"Don't worry Claire, I'm sure it was just something said in the heat of the moment and she didn't really mean it," I replied in my best comforting voice while trying to hold down a growing erection.
Damn my hormones I thought to myself. Here Claire was needing someone to talk to and all I could think about was how good she looked in my clothes. Her legs seem to stretch for miles coming out of my shorts. I shook my head and tried to concentrate on the matter at hand rather than where my hormones were leading.
"Are you sure Jay? I've always thought of myself as ugly and now Stacy thinks that too," Claire said as she broke down into long, gasping sobs.
"I think you're very attractive," I returned as I walked over and gave her a reassuring hug.
"You're just saying that to make me feel better, but I appreciate the effort anyway," Claire smiled as she wiped away the tears from her cheeks.
"Give yourself more credit that Claire. You have a body that drives both men and women crazy."
"You think so? Why would anyone want a small boobed, long legged ugly duckling like me?"
"Are you kidding me? Your toned, long legs make you a woman to die for and as for boobs, bigger isn't always better," I stated as I again felt a stirring in my shorts.
"You're very sweet Jay, but I know you're just trying to cheer me up rather than giving me the blunt truth. You've never even given my legs a second glance or anything else for that matter."
How little Claire really knew. Her regular work attire didn't show much leg, but when she was lounging around the kitchen after hours I had to make a real effort not to stare at Claire's legs that never seemed to end in the shorts that she wore. There was no need to arouse any jealousy with Stacy. We all had to work together on a regular basis and didn't need any jealous feelings ruining our working relationship. Despite this fact, Claire's shapely legs had been the focus of one of my latest fantasies.
"I may be a male chauvinist pig, but I can respect certain boundaries."
