Forbidden Attraction 1 - Sex Stories

Forbidden Attraction 1

... sit. "It's good to see you, Erica. I have to admit, it's weird seeing you outside of school and the uniform." "I know! I'd have to say the same! Look at all those tattoos!" Mr. Connor had a full sleeve of tattoos that showed off his nice, lean muscles. " yeah.. it's not professional so I can't really show them at school. But what can ya do?" I giggled. " soooo.. ready to get started?" He asked. "Yeah let's do it!" I exclaimed. He got up and stood behind me. He put one hand on my shoulders and the other on my back, making me sit up straight. "Alright.. Good." Mr. Connor whispered. He let go of me and walked over to the piano. He started playing the usual warm up routine. After about 15 minutes of "Do Re Mi Fa So" I was ready to explode of anxiousness and a little boredom. "Um Mr. Connor?" I interrupted. "Yup?" He responded. "I really want to sing you this song I wrote. I want your opinion on it." I said innocently. "Of course! Show me what you got." Mr. Connor came from the piano and pulled up a chair. "Whoa you're making me all nervous!" I giggled. "No, don't be. Pretend I'm not even here!" " I wouldn't dare want to do that." I said faintly. Mr. Connor repositioned himself and cleared his throat which means that he's uncomfortable...or maybe turned on? I cleared my throat and began singing. The song I wrote started out about how the one I love is in love with someone else. Mr. Connor head was nodding to the beat, obviously vibing to the music. Then I described Mr. Connors ...

... eyes, his tattoos.. As soon as I said that, his eyes shot up at me. He stared at me as if I was sucking the life out of him or as if his stomach sank. I kept singing, and when I was done, the room was silent. "So... Umm ...did you like it?" I asked trying to break the silence. Mr. Connor rose his head up from the ground. "Erica, come here." He pointed to the chair that was seated next to him. Oh shit. I hope he isn't mad. The last thing I need is that! I walked over and sat down next to my sexy teacher. Mr. Connor chuckled with his head in his hands. He was murmuring something. "What did I do to deserve this?" I finally heard him say. "To deserve what?" I said with my sexy high pitched voice. "I don't get it." He said sternly. "What does an 18 year old girl want with a 32 year old Music teacher?" Mr. Connor asked plain as day. He was staring into my eyes now..waiting for an answer. "Umm when you put it that way.. I mean it's not that I-" "Not that you what?!" He interrupted. "Look Erica, if bending down in front of me basically exposing yourself, or showing me your cleavage, and writing me a damn song aren't signs a girl is trying to hit on you, then I must be stupid." I turned myself around so that I was facing him. His face was still buried in his hands. There was another long pause. "..annd what if you're right?" I asked softly, placing my hand on his thigh. "I don't know Erica. I don't know." He mumbled. "I have a wife and kids Erica." He said looking at me. "I know." I said ...