My Favorite Teacher

The school year started like all the others before it. To me it seemed just an interruption of my life.  I wasn’t a bad student ,as matter of fact I managed a solid B. I wasn’t one of the popular girls with loads of friends. I was the tomboy type and frankly only cared about the one person who had been my best friend all my life. He was older and had graduated high school and started college. I felt very alone. 

Things changed after the Christmas break. My home economics teacher didn’t return to her job. I knew for certain I would not miss her or her grumpy ways. The new teacher was about to change almost everything I thought I knew about education and many other things. This was her first teaching assignment after college.  When the principal introduced Mrs. Gray to her class, every guy in the class was drooling over her.  She was 22 years old. She was perfectly dressed in a beautiful dress that hit just above her knees. Her shoes seemed to just barely cover her feet leaving her manicured toes exposed.  She had dark hair, green eyes and a perfect tan.  I guest her to be 5’6” and possibly she might’ve weighed 120 pounds. When she faced away from me, I couldn’t help to notice her perfect hourglass shape.  Her dress fit snugly around her body.  It clearly outlined every contour of her bottom. For the first time in my life, I was in awe of a female. Thinking back, I wasn’t sure anyone else was even in the room except our beautiful new teacher and me.

I have no idea why, but nearly from the first day she seemed to single me out from the rest of the class. It certainly wasn’t because I was some glamour girl. I was just a girl with red hair no makeup and definitely no nice clothes.  Probably I was just a plane Jane type.

The class was very much hands on learning basic skills like cooking. I clearly remember the first time the teacher moved very close to watch me rolling out a pie crust. My mind was certainly not on that task. Instead, her perfume had me imaging exactly where she had applied it. Of course, it wasn’t long before I was labeled “the teacher’s pet!  I actually kind of liked that idea!

Well sometimes unexpected things happen when the timing could be better. After missing my period, a trip to the doctor confirmed I was pregnant. I actually was ok with that! But it meant the father of my baby who happened to be my best friend, had to drop out of college to support us. I confided in my favorite teacher and told her of my plans to get married over Easter break. She didn’t judge me; instead, she offered her help with all the preparations for a wedding. My future husband and I purchased a new mobile home and parked it beside his grandparents. My favorite teacher asked to do a home visit. We scheduled it for the next day after school.  I seriously cleaned like a mad person the night before because I wanted it perfect for her to see.

After school the next day she followed me home. I opened my door and panicked. My puppy had gotten in the trash. Oh, my goodness what a mess. My teacher picked up my pup and gave her a good lecture while I was on the floor picking up trash.  She put the pup on the couch and knelt down in front of me. Her dress rode up her long sexy legs.  My eyes seemed to be staring between her spread knees at the thinnest, sexiest panties I had never imagined. Those panties didn’t hide much. I could see that she obviously shaved there. Those sexy panties outlined every crease of her sexy pussy. I could also see a very noticeable wet line that was right over her slit.

When I forced my eyes away, my eyes met hers. I could feel my face turning red. I felt like I had violated her like some pervert. She was smiling and said, “It’s ok to look.” I quickly grabbed the trash can and walked to the closest. When I turned, she was right there in front of me. She gently moved me against the counter. She was so close to me I seriously felt like I was breathing the air she exhaled. Her hands were on each side of my face. Her soft hands felt heavenly. My lips were parted as I struggle to breathe. She quickly gave me a gentle tender kiss on just my upper lip. I had never until that moment tasted lipstick. I swear I thought my heart would pound out of my chest. Her hands moved down my shoulders.  Her cheek was touching mine as she whispered,” Is this ok?”

I wanted to scream, “OH MY GOD YES!” But I could only manage to shake my head giving her my approval. Her next kiss was soft full on my mouth as her tongue gently moved between her lips playing tag with mine adding to the wonderful feeling.  I kissed her back. It wasn’t a short kiss. It seemed to last several minutes as we played tongue tag.  My hands somehow managed to touch both sides of her face as that wonderful kiss held on. As the kiss ended her hands were lifting the bottom of my blouse. Her fingers touching my bare skin gave me wonderful goose bump all over my body; my blouse was just above my small breasts. She looked into my eyes as if asking if she should stop. Believe me when I say her to stopping was the farthest thing from my mind.  I could feel my pussy flooding my cotton panties as I anticipated her next move. Just as I was sure she would touch my braless little breasts the trailer door open and Grandma entered with a big, “is anyone home?”

My teacher quickly turned hiding me as I quickly adjusted my blouse, hiding my bare boobs. I was so flustered that words wouldn’t come out of my mouth. My teacher quickly said,” hi I’m Anna. I’m her teacher.” Well of course grandma stayed to talk. I eventually could speak actual sentences again. I tried to tell Grandma why this beautiful woman was in my trailer. Anna finally said , “I should go.”  Grandma walked her out. My teacher looked at me and  said, “I’ll see you in school tomorrow.”  Then she gave me a wink and a beautiful smile.

I knew my future husband would be home from work soon.  I quickly changed into one of his old t shirts. I stood in front of the mirror and purposely stretched the neck of the oversized shirt until it hung off my shoulder just barely hiding one of my breasts. I couldn’t help but notice my nipples were still excited and poked through the thin material. I took off my panties and flopped on the couch. I picked up my naughty puppy and held her close thanking her for getting in the trash as imagined all the things that might have happened if Grandma hadn’t walked in.

Then I started reliving the last hour. My hand seemed to be on auto pilot as it slid between my legs. My mind was spinning, and body was on fire as I wondered if there would be another home visit. I heard his truck drive in and stood by the door and waited in his old t shirt that barley covered my bare butt for him to open the door. Like always he wrapped his arms around me as we kissed. When the kiss stopped, he asked,” are you wearing lipstick?

That’s when I knew it was confession time.