Awesome Woman

first time I saw him, he was beautiful. 27 year old Mr. Hansen Kelly, was my history teacher last year. Butterflies erupted in my stomach, shivers broke out throughout my body, and my heartbeat started beating rabidly.

His amazing amber eyes, broad shoulders, tan skin, and silky curly dark brown hair that begged my hands to touch and run my hands through them. His sharp jaw and slight stubble had me wanting to know how it would feel against my n.a.k.e.d skin.

I so badly wanted to know, I had fantasies all the time, the way he would run his hands down every inch of my body until he reached my–

"Ms. Gregory." Mr. Kelly's deep velvet like voice rang throughout the room.

I cleared my throat and sat up straighter in my chair, "Yes, Mr. Kelly?"

"What year did the bombing of Pearl Harbor happen?" He crosses his arms, his buttoned up shirt tightening around his arms. His amber eyes study me, making me shiver in p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

"1936?" I answered slowly and unsure.

"Incorrect, it was 1941," some junior students in the class chuckled, "pay attention next time Ms. Gregory." He went back to teaching and I went back to daydreaming.

I had my chin on my hand as I stared at my two best friends l, Olevia and Jacquelin, laughed at the story I had just told them.

"What's so funny?" I grumbled and picked at my pasta.

"You were turned on when he was scolding you!" Jacquelin bellowed out a laugh, the people around us turn to look at us.

"Shut up." I growled.

"I mean I can't blame you for feeling turned on, Mr. Kelly is one of the hottest teacher in this school, of course there's also Mr. Marzullo and Mr. Zink, but he's married...unfortunately." Olevia said as she started talking to herself.

I sighed and moved onto my tator tots, nibbling on them and dipping them into the mayo condiment.

I looked up just as Mr. Kelly came into the cafeteria. My breath hitches and my body lit up. Olevia and Jacquelin obviously noticed and turned to where I was looking.

"I have to admit, he's one fine a.s.s man." Jacquelin muttered.

"He's more than fine." Olevia whispered following them.

"Do you think he's good in bed?" Jacquelin leaned in and whispered.

"I don't know, which is why I'm gonna find out." I leaned back into my chair.

"What do you mean?" Olevia eyed me warily.

"I mean, I'm gonna f.u.c.k him." I crossed my arms and watched him leave the cafeteria.

"Huh?!" "Say what now?" Both Olevia and Jackieaskedinshock.

"You guys heard me." I smiled and bit out of my grilled cheese.

"B-but–" Olevia started to protest.

"No buts, it'll all be fine, I have everything planned." I waved my hand at her.

"Girl, this is not gonna turn out pretty." Jacquelin sassed.

"Thanks for the confidence guys." I muttered sarcastically.

"Isabel, think about this–"

"I have. Like I said, I have everything perfectly planned." Olevia still looked doubtful.

"If you get caught?" Jackie flipped her curly black hair back over her shoulder.

"We won't, it'll be just like in the books." I shrugged, actually feeling confident.

"Yeah, except this is the real world. Plus the teacher and student still get caught in the books." Jackie lets out a frustrated breath of air.

"Jackie." I turned to look at her, 

"Believe me, I've got this."

She eyed me before turning her attention back to her food.

"So," I clapped my hands together, gaining their attention, "who wants to go shopping after school?"

"I'm down." Jacquelin smiles.

"Sure, I guess I'll go. If my parents let me."

"Text them." Jacquelin points to Olevia's phone.

Olevia rolls her eyes but does what was told.

"They said it was fine." She answers a few minutes later and placed her phone face down on the table.

"Awesome," the bell rings, signaling lunch was over, "well guys, I'll see you later."

They both nodded and I left to my 6th hour class.

"You need to make sure your project isn't too thick or else it'll explode in the kiln and we do not want that." Mr. Lynch, my ceramics teacher said.

I leaned forward, placing my hand under my chin and zoned out. My thoughts went to Mr. Kelly.

He was one s.e.xy motherf.u.c.ker.

Speaking of the s.e.xy devil, he had just came in to my classroom. I shoot up in my chair and stared at him.

Damn, I had it bad.

Very bad.

"Mr. Kelly." Mr. Lynch greets him.

"Hello Mr. Lynch, I'm here for the papers."

"Oh that's right." Mr. Lynch walks to his desk, while Mr. Kelly looks around the classroom. His eyes stop on me for a second before returning to Mr. Lynch.

"Thank you, have a nice rest of your day Mr. Lynch." My eyes follow him out the door, getting a glimpse of his nice a.s.s and watched him through the large glass windows before he disappeared from my sight.

"Get to work everyone!" Mr. Lynch's voice booms throughout the classroom.

Before I start having inappropriate wild thoughts of Mr. Kelly, I got up from my stool and went to get my clay project.

While pinching the walls of my pinch pot, my phone dings the normal Snapchat noise. I look down at Olevia's name and then turn back to my project when the screen goes back to black.

I would check the Snapchat she sent me but my hands were covered in dry clay and dust and I didn't want to get my phone dirty.

My phone beeps again with another snapchat from Olevia, then a few minutes later, I get one from Jacquelin.

What the hell?

I stand to go wash my hands and unlocked my phone when I came back. Tapping on Olevia's name first, a shirtless Hansen Kelly is shown on my screen.

My jaw literally drops as I stare at his fit body, he had a 6 pack which I wanted to run my tongue down them so badly, his demin jeans hung low on his h.i.p.s, showing that delicious V, and his broad/lean arms are lifted up in the air, as if he was putting on a shirt before the picture. I quickly screenshot the picture and tap my phone to see the next picture. But he already had dressed up.

Feeling disappointed but happy and turned on at the same time, I tap on Jackie's name and another picture of a shirtless Mr. Kelly was shown on the screen and the caption Jackie added were of the emoji with heart eyes. The image disappeared from the screen. Quickly holding on Jackie's name, the image appears again and I screenshot it too.

After that, I text both Jackie and Olevia, asking how the hell did they get to see such a fine specimen and I didn't, plus he had only left my classroom about 15 minutes ago.

Jackie: Mrs. Engle spilled her coffee all over his shirt and pants. He left to his classroom, I followed after asking to go to the bathroom, I texted Olevia to come out too and we both got to see the greatest creation of god 😍😍💦

Me: Lucky bitches!! I wanted to seeeeeee😫😫

I humphed in disappointment and placed my chin on my hand, thinking back to shirtless Mr. Kelly. A familiar sensation started spreading throughout my lower body and I bit my lip as naughty thoughts flashed through my mind about Hansen and I.

A clearing throat startled me and I looked up at Mr. Lynch's blue eyes. I quickly turned off my phone, my cheeks reddening.

"You should be working." He tapped the table, then turned to go back to his desk.

I sighed in relief and went back to work only to have the bell ring a minute later. Scrambling, I went to replace the dry paper towels with damp ones, wrapped it around my project, and put it away. Not worrying about washing my hands, I quickly put away my stuff and walked out of the classroom with my backpack dangling off one shoulder. 

next Monday, I want a one page essay on the holocaust. The rubric I'm about to hand out will tell you what I expect in the essay. You will have work time starting today, tomorrow, and Friday. The paper is due Monday at the end of the class hour."

homes around, handing the rubrics out. I lift my hand up to take it from him, purposely letting my fingers brush against his. Shivers immediately breakout throughout my whole body. My eyes connect with his for a split second before he moves on to the next person.

My breathing was ragged which I'm pretty sure you could hear, my heart was racing, and my mouth suddenly became dry.

I turn in my seat to face forward and took out my laptop. Typing in my password, I open google docs to start my paper.

About a half an hour later, I only have one sentence. The bells about to ring in 15 minutes and I need to come up with something in order to talk to him privately.

Then suddenly, a light bulb appeared on the top of my head like on the characters in the cartoons.

Olevia and Jacquelin stayed silent, frowning at me.

"What?" I shrug my shoulders.

"That's your plan?" Jacquelin exclaims.

"Yes!" I throw my hands in the air. My plan was to finish this essay and privately meet with him during one of his off hours to help edit.

"You're crazy." Olevia chuckled.

"Crazy for him, yes." I pointed a finger at her.

Jacquelin giggled while Olevia just rolled her eyes at me.

"There are so many guys out there who are more than willing to become your guy, look around!" Jacquelin gestures towards the other students in the cafeteria, I turned to look around, catching multiple eyes quickly move away from me.

"I have no time for these little boys." I sighed.

"I heard Michael Harrison had a big d.i.c.k. I'm pretty sure half of the girls here can confirm that. So you see? Michael has a big d.i.c.k, what if he wasn't the only one? Hell maybe one of those nerds over there has a big d.i.c.k." Jacquelin exclaims.

Olevia and I stare at her like she grew a third n.i.p.p.l.e on her forehead and started laughing like crazy.

"What?" Jacki demanded. Olevia and I kept laughing.

"Damn, it's never boring when you're around." Olevia wipes away tears.

"Damn right bitches, and you guys love me." Jacquelin smiles.

"Yes, yes we do." I said, chuckling and sighed.

"Well, sorry to bust your bubble but Michael is an arrogant, egoistical, and a c.o.c.ky a.s.s. He may be hot and all but his personality is shit." Olevia started giggling again at my comment.

"Isabel Gregory." A deep voice was heard from behind me.

Speaking of the devil...

"Hey Michael." I forced a smile.

His stupid 24/7 smirk was on his face, "There's a party at my house Saturday, you coming or what?" He asked, his smirk still in place.

"I don't think so Michael, thanks for asking though." I said and hope that was enough to dismiss him, but I should've known better that Michael Harrison wouldn't take no for an answer.

He places a hand on my shoulder, and moves it behind my neck, gripping it hard enough to make me wince but I refrained, "Bummer, you're gonna miss out on the fun."

"I said no, Michael." I said firmly and gritted my teeth when his hand gripped tighter in the back of my neck.

"Oh come on, we co–"

"I believe she already said no." Another deep, much deeper voice said, his voice caused my body to hum with p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

"Mr. Kelly." Michael nodded and let go of my neck. I inwardly breathed a sign of relief and kept my eyes on Mr. Kelly.

"When someone says no, it's no Mr. Harrison." Mr. Kelly states firmly.

"Of course Mr. Kelly. I was just asking Isabel here if she wanted to go–"

"And she said no, now move a long Mr. Harrison." He clenches his jaw, turning me on even more.

God what is wrong with me?

Michael leaves but not before giving me a amusing look and smirk. I glared at him all the way until he reached his table, then I turned my attention to Mr. K who was staring at me, his amber eyes looking a bit more darker as he stared.

"Don't get involved with people who won't leave you alone Ms. Gregory." Mr. Kelly orders and walks away, leaving me breathless.

"God why is he so hot?" Jacquelin breathed out dreamily.

"I know right?" Olevia agreed in the same breathy voice.

I didn't pay attention to them, my gaze was solely locked on his a.s.s. His very nice a.s.s. I clenched my legs together, keeping my gaze on his b.u.t.t. My eyes trailed up to his muscular back, imagining scratching at his back as he's fuc–

"Isabel." Olevia snapped her fingers in my face.

"Huh?" I turned to look at them, my face flushed.

Jacquelin gave me a knowing look and smirked. I clear my throat and pick up my milk carton, placing it against my warm cheek.

"What were we talking about?" I asked. Still looking at Mr. Kelly in the corner of my eye. I saw him turn his head to look back at us, quickly snapping my eyes back to look at my best friends.

Olevia started giggling and Jacquelin waved at Mr. Kelly.

"Jackie!" I hissed and forced her hand down.

Olevia gives Jackie a high five, giggling.

The bell ring and I rolled my eyes. We all stand up, throw our trays away and walked to class together.

Ceramics time! Yayyyy

I thought sarcastically as I walked down the hallway. I rounded the corner and slammed into a hard c.h.e.s.t. Looking up, my brown eyes connect with beautiful amber ones. My breath hitches and my eyes roam over his beautiful chiseled face.

I noticed how close we were standing, my b.r.e.a.s.t were brushing against his c.h.e.s.t.

"Ms. Gregory." He nods, his face impassive but his amber eyes became darker with what I recognized as l.u.s.t and d.e.s.i.r.e.

"Mr. Kelly." I lifted my hands, rubbing his pecs.

His hands came up to grip my wrist tightly, tingles erupted and my breathing increased and my c.h.e.s.t was rising and falling rapidly.

I let my eyes roam his c.h.e.s.t then went down farther until my eyes landed on the tent of his pants.

Oh wow...

I lightly gasped and subconsciously licked my lips. I heard growling and looked up at his amber eyes.

"Don't." He says through gritted teeth and pushes my hands off his c.h.e.s.t. He moves around me, not saying anything or glancing back at me as he walked away.

-THE END-