After getting to school, I walked through the crowded corridor while hurrying to Ms. Baxter's office. I was hoping for a morning quickie. However, once I got there her secretary Ms. Jones said she was out that entire week.
I cursed internally and walked out. Mom had woken me up that morning in her robe, her beautiful breasts inches from my face. Hence, I rode the bus with my bag over my lap the entire time, horny as hell.
I didn't even think as I exited the office.
CRASH!!!!!
I found myself getting up from the floor as a few students watched my fall from running into Tank Evans, a burly football players. His buddies all laughed.
"Why don't you watch where you going loser?" he sneered. I then heard a fast-paced clicking walk down the hall and Tank turned to see Ms. Juliet Baker walking down the hall toward us.
"Tommy you poor thing," Ms. Baker said gently as helped me up, "Are you alright?"
"Yes I'm fine," I grunted as I stood and brushed myself off.
"What happened? Did you trip?"
I looked over her shoulder where Tank and his friends glared evilly at me. I nodded. "It happens." I said, "I've always been a klutz."
"Well, if you're sure." she relented, "Alright, all of you, get to class."
I nodded, thankful he hadn't pressed into the matter.
- -
In Ms. Baker's class, my cock was so stiff, I felt as if I was loving blood to maintain it. It had been fun at first but I was beginning to wonder if I could really handle it all.
Also, I hadn't spent much time with my friends lately since that whole situation. I was even developing feelings toward Mom at this point.
I sighed as I looked at my worksheet, almost completely untouched. Ms. Baker walked by and gently touched my knee. "Are you okay Tommy?" she asked, her voice full of genuine concern.
She looked sexy in white button up and black blouse with matching black skirt. I did want to tell her. I wanted to tell anybody really.
I wanted to tell Mom but I was afraid she'd be afraid of what I was doing and even more serious problems would erupt. So instead, I nodded. She looked at me, as if trying to search my face but she found nothing. She then removed her hand, sliding up my leg and her hand bumped into my cock. She pulled her hand back and gave a thoughtful look.
She then quickly hustled to the front of the room as I tried to clear away my concerns and finished my paper. Almost as soon as I wrote my last sentence, the final bell rang.
"Remember your big test Friday!" Ms. Baker yelled over the clamor of students rushing toward the door, "study hard!"
I then walked toward the door with Robby and Chandra.
"Tommy," Ms. Baker called, "can I see you for a moment please?"
They waved me goodbye as they went off to the band room. Ms. Baker sighed as she closed the door and turned to give me a reassuring smile.
"So Tommy," she said as she sat on her desk and crossed her perfect legs, "what's new?"
I shrugged. "Nothing much, it's pretty the same."
"How are things at home?" she asked.
I swallowed. "They're fine."
She gave me a sideways look. "How are things at your new school?"
"Oh, well... they're great." I said, "why?"
"Because you're one of my favorite students," she said as she stood, "not to mention bright, focused and determined."
I smiled at the compliment.
"But lately," she said with a glimmer of sadness, "you seem to be distracted. Almost frustrated about something. Your work isn't as good as it used to be and you don't speak up as much in class. Is everything okay at home?"
I averted her gaze and slowly nodded.
"Are you a virgin Tommy?" she asked.
I was taken aback by the question, looking at her questioningly.
"I don't mean to pry!" Ms. Baker quickly said, "it's just that... well... boys you're age typically get like this when they don't relieve the pressure that they feel."
I noticed there was a slight tremor in her voice. "I also... felt the bon- erection you had."
I nodded as she took a deep breath. "Remember a few weeks ago when you noticed something was off about me. But I just kept blaming it on lack of coffee?"
"Yeah I remember," I replied, "you were in a bad funk for almost a week."
She nodded as she toyed with her ring again. "I'm going to level with you. Not just because I want you to level with me, but because I trust you. And nothing we talk about goes from this room on both our accounts. Agreed?"
"Agreed," I replied as she sat further back on her desk, giving a full view of her white panties.
"A few months ago, my husband lost his job. Now the economy of course is a wreck and he had a lot of trouble finding work. That's one reason I almost considered to stop teaching."
I nodded but she took another breath as if she had more to say. "The reason why I toy with my ring so much, as you picked up with those keen observation skills of yours is because at one point I considered leaving him."
"Why?" I asked, shocked due to that she always raved over her marriage.
She chuckled at my response. "My sex life was nothing to really cheer about when we first got married. And after Julian lost his job, it just seemed to get worse, almost non-existent. That's why I was on edge. How about you?"
I shook my head, still not wanting to say it. Her kind eyes continued to implore me to talk to her.
So I did. I also spoke of needs at home and work, telling her how I worried about Mom and her own need since she was determined to see I was happy.
