Meet The Andrews Part 1 - Sex Stories

Meet The Andrews Part 1

... His eyes are like blue diamonds with this new tan skin from playing out on the field for weeks. He walks in and all the girls swoon over him. Idiots. I roll my eyes as he comes to the back of the room by my desk, winking before turning to his girlfriend Sabrina, the pretty kickline leader and, of course, my ex-girlfriend. I lean back in my seat. Why the hell did I even date her? He turns back to me and winks again before sitting next to me. The bell finally rings and everyone finally sits down as our teacher walks in with a stack of papers. He looks around the room and smiles broadly as he takes roll call. His voice is perfection, a smooth Southern Texas accent. Mmm, I could listen to him all day. He stops when he gets to my name and takes a long look at me before going on to the next name. When he's done, he takes the stack of papers and smiles a devilish smile. “Alright everyone, I have your tests graded…” He walks over to the SmartBoard, pulling up a few problems. “Work on these and, since you are all seniors, you may leave.” He starts to walk around the room and pass out everyone's test. He finally gets to me placing it down with a red 60% circled. Fuck. He doesn't even look down. “See me after, we need to talk.” I groan softly under my breath as Steven laughs. I turn to him and kick his desk just missing his leg. Asshole, you got the same grade. The period goes by impossibly slow as one by one people leave until I'm the only one left. I look up from my work and groan ...

... again seeing the door is closed. I take my test from out from under my binder, looking it over. I notice I got two of them right on the first page and shake my head before I get up, walk to the front of the room by his desk, place the test on the top of his pile and cross my arms. *********************************************************************** The office door opens and she stops talking as a tall man around six foot with whitish tan skin and short cut spiked black hair. He has on a dark blue shirt and blue jeans with a black leather belt. He steps into the living room, smiling devilishly at me and her. Mike sits up and smiles. “Your food is on the counter.” He frowns upon seeing him. “Thanks, Mike...” His voice is velvet, sweet, with a deep Southern accent. He grabs his plate and goes to sit next to her. She turns to him. “Hows your girlfriend, sweetie?” she asks a little sharply before he leans in, kissing her softly, then draws away. “She's fine. You're better.” She rolls her eyes. “James, this is Jaden. She's doing a bio on us.” I look over at him and put my pen down, putting my hand out to shake it as he takes it, kissing it softly. “Pleasure to meet you, Jaden. My name is James.” His smile is mesmerizing, “So, what has my beautiful, amazing wife told you?” He looks at her with love as she looks back at him confused. I almost stutter. “She... she was telling me about her physics class and a bad grade... Ms. Andrew..” “Call me Sara please, sweetie," she says sweetly. ...