***Authors Disclaimer***
This is a work of fiction. As such, it should only be seen as a work of fiction. Every character and every scene and every action is all fiction. Any resemblance to people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Every character in this work of fiction is of legal age.
The story explores dark themes like non-consent in the form of bdsm, bondage, forced orgasm, oral, vaginal, public humiliation and probably also some really kinky stuff.
If any of this in any way offends you, you will want to skip this story.
And please excuse my grammar/errors in the language at times. English is not my first language.
***End of Disclaimer***
My name is Amanda Thompson, and I am 31 years old and I have been a teacher for 4 years. I love teaching! but almost every other part of my life sucks. I feel like I am stuck and just stumbling about in life. I am born and raised in Houston, Texas. I have lived here all my life. I need a change. Luckily for me the whole country is screaming after teachers.
So, i could more or less pick which part of the country I wanted to settle down in. And make a new life for myself. I sent out some applications and have gone on some interviews. I recently got hired into a college in Miami, Florida. I am so excited. A fresh new start. All on my own. It felt like I could take on the world!
I moved to Miami 2 weeks ago, and school starts in 2 weeks. So, i have had some time to settle in. My new apartment is a bit on the smaller side. But its newly built, so it's very fresh and cozy. It has a rather large balcony and morning sun. It even has a community pool, and a tennis court.
A little bit about myself before I start this story. I am a brunette. I have been very blessed with my figure. I never work out, although I take a walk now and then. But nothing more than that.
I am slender and have "hips to die for," according to an old friend.
And I am rather busty. I have E-cup size. They stand out rather much on my slender frame. I am not much for showing my curves though, so it can be rather awkward at times. And I get allot of unwanted attention. From both men and women. Mostly men, and the women who notice often gives me looks of envy or hatred. And it's really unfair because as soon as I wear something even a bit revealing I get looks of disapproval from women "There she goes, showing the entire world her assets."
But as I said earlier i mostly dress very modest. One thing that worries me about this college, Is that it has a strict dress code. All students wear the same uniform. But also teachers.
For female teachers it's a white blouse and a black skirt that reaches just past the knees. When I got accepted into the school i were handed 5 of each. 10 pairs of white socks and a pair of black dress shoes. Women are to wear a white bra underneath the blouse, no more, no less.
I have tried on the entire outfit at home and i am a bit worried about the blouse. It is very of tight over my chest. Which can maybe attract the male gaze.
One week before school start there where a few teachers that went out for a beer after a day of planning. And i wanted to make a good first impression so I tagged along. Don't want to be the boring one from the start. So I joined them.
It was fun, They were of all ages, and a good mix of men and women. From the age 29 to almost 60. But the male ones in my age where not my type regarding looks or type. None of us drank more than 2 beers and we departed early. They all had family or stuff to take care of, so we went our separate ways at about 9.20 pm.
Me myself wanted to get to know my new city so I went to another bar without knowing anything about it. It was small and very dark in there. But it was calm and cozy. I ordered a glass of wine and found one of the few remaining empty tables.
I noticed that on the other side of the bar there was a table with 4 young guys. The first thing that hit me was that they seemed too young to be in here. But I didn't put much thought into it. That was none of my concern.
I did however notice that one of the boys looked at me from time to time. And after about an hour i was surprised that he still was on the same beer as when I came in. Me myself was on my second glass of wine. Most boys at his age where chugging beer after beer at record speed.
I stared down at my phone when I felt a presence, I looked up and there he was.
"Are you alone?" He asked. I gave him a nod and smiled.
"Hi im Carl. Can me and my friends over there join you?" he said, sounding very calm and confident.
I were going to decline at first. But then i thought to myself that i maybe should try and open up a bit. I have always been afraid to take chances. And here i was in a new city. My new home. "Ye, please join me." I would not start this new chapter in my life the way i ended my last chapter.
He waved his friends over and i scooted in so we all could sit. Without knowing it this moment would forever change my life.
The guys brought me glass after glass of wine and drinks, and I got really drunk. To drunk for my own good. But they were very nice to hang out with. They noticed quickly that I where top heavy and I saw them glancing when they thought I wouldn't notice. But they were not sleezy about it. No rude comments or suggestions.
We talked about everything and nothing. The guys told me that they were all 20 years old. But they had heard a rumor that this bar was known for serving minors. So they gave it a shot, and no one had asked for id so far.
I quickly noticed that Carl, the guy who had approached me first where not like the rest of his friends. He had a calm over him. Someone you felt safe with. Someone to lean on and who kept a cool head in an emergency. He impressed me.
When it was about 1am i said I had to get going, that I was way to drunk. They offered to call me a cab which I gladly accepted. And when we stood outside waiting for it, Carl told me he lived in the same area and asked if he could join me. I of course told him yes.
I would later find out it was all a lie, he lived in a completely different part of town. In the cab he started to flirt with me. I were really drunk and found him both charming and fun. And one thing led to another and we ended up at my place.
We went straight to bed and had sex. Not the best sex I had but not the worst either. He seemed nervous, and perhaps i were too. I had not had sex in a while.
I must have fallen asleep soon after and woke up many hours later with a big hangover. My head felt like concrete. It felt heavy and it felt like knifes where poking on the inside of my brain.
I looked over and the bed was empty next to me. There was however a note on the pillow that read: Thanks for last night. Call me if you want to hook up again. He had left the number at the bottom with a heart drawn beside it. It was kind of cute, but I would not call him again.
The week passed and it was time for the school start. First day after summer break. I took a cab to school grounds since i do not have a driver's license and therefore no car. I got there and it was starting to get crowded with students.
Many of the students were standing in groups, both big and small, mixed with both males and females. And then there where many students who looked both scared and lost. They were first year students and easy to spot. I felt sorry for them. but I knew they would soon meet their new classmates and find friends.
I was told that both students and teachers where to gather outside of school this very first day. The principal always held a welcome speech to the students. Then all teachers where to give a short introduction of themself. I was a bit nervous about this, but I have done it before at my old school.
I gathered up by the other teachers and we made polite small talk while we waited for all the students to gather. Finally, it was time and the principal went up to the podium and took the mic.
He greeted all the new students welcome and went over the rules and guidelines. He welcomed all the old students. I noticed that many of the students where bored. But most of the new ones listened. He kept the speech going for about 10 minutes or so.
Then it was time for us teachers. I was third in line and i took the mic after the math teacher. I told everyone that i were a new teacher here, and that I had been teaching close to four years. I also told them where I were last teaching, and what subjects I would be teaching in. It went well and I passed on the mic to the next teacher.
The hard part was now done, and I walked back to my place in line of teachers, and I just soaked in the moment. A new city, a new school, and a new start. I looked out at the sea of students and wondered who the star pupil would be. Who would be the class clown and who would bully the nerds.
When my eyes scanned the students, my heart suddenly sank to the floor. In the midst of everyone i saw Carl there. And he was smiling at me. God this could not be happening. The thought that Carl might be a student never occurred to me. Not even once. How could I be so stupid? I did not smile back, I acted like I hadn't seen him.
I glanced in his direction without ever looking directly at him and i could see that he looked at me allot. God why did I do that, why did I get so drunk. God why! So stupid!
