Don't Stand So Close To Me - Sex Stories

Don't Stand So Close To Me

'Dammit, she's doing it again' Cole thought to himself as he pointed to a very complicated looking equation on the board. His teeth clenched, "Little idiot" he muttered under his breath. "What as that, sir?" a quiet, extremely lazy but sharp girl named Tamzin asked. Cole shook his head rapidly to disperse his foul thoughts, "N-Nothing" His hand worked quickly to write another equation on the board, a jumble of numbers and letters and turned back to the class. "You have 15 minutes to solve this problem, it's worth a grade, get started" Normally, such a command said in such a biting manner would make the class groan with annoyance, perhaps even evoke a curse word or two, but when you were in Mr Syke's class, you had nothing to cry about. After all, why would you be upset when you're in the presence of the school's heart throb teacher? Only a handful of boys dared to complain. Cole sat down at his desk and pulled out a red pen to start grading a huge pile of papers, but it wasn't before long his eyes wandered back to what had caught his attention earlier. Tina Pattron. An attractive blonde girl, thin, around 17, 18 years old, sat in front of the class. She wasn't a very good student, average, and a bit of a troublemaker at that. Cole also noticed that Tina had a certain fascination with her raven teacher, based on the way she spoke and acted with him, not to mention that she knew just the right buttons to push to get him riled up. He stared subtly as the blonde continued her ...

... actions that held the teacher's gaze with an almost magnetic force. Tina had a number 2 pencil between her thumb and forefinger, rubber end between her lips. She had plucked the rubber out of its socket and was now sliding it in and out of her mouth, stealing glances every few seconds from her teacher to make sure he was watching this little perverse act. And of course, he was watching, just like she knew he would. Cole tore his eyes away from the sight and back to his papers, and as that bitch we all know as fate would hate it, Tina's was on top. He sighed softly and buried his face in his hands, "Dammit," he groaned, but it was drowned out by the chattering of students. He closed his eyes and moved his fingers to his temples, massaging them in a circular motion, "Fucking blonde..." "You like fucking blondes, sir?" Cole's head snapped to his side, locking gaze with large, blue eyes. He blinked with suprise and gave a confused expression to Tina's now empty seat with nothing but the abandoned pencil on the desk. He glanced up at his student, who was smirking playfully at him, "What?" "I asked if you like fucking blondes," she pulled one of her yellow bangs down in front of her azure eyes and gave her teacher a sultry look. Cole felt a bit of heat seep into his cheeks, "Watch your language!" he snapped. "Like you're one to talk" The man frowned at his student's cocky, smiling face. "What do you need T-" his mouth clamped shut when the blonde's chest suddenly pressed against his ...