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“You’re so fucking gross, spying on your own student changing…” Heidi’s hand creeped under my shirt massaging my abs. Her hands were so soft like her voice. She smelled so good like vanilla, but not perfume vanilla, more like a natural vanilla smell.
I started getting a mixture of scared and confused. “H-Heidi, you k-know I would never-” Heidi slapped me across the face harder than a guy ever punched me in my life, and let me tell you I got into a lot of fights.
“Don’t you dare lie to me. If you didn't know I was in here why were you creeping around the corner? Also should you have asked if anyone was in here before you came in? That’s male teacher rules 101, I told you I was gonna come change in here.” Heidi explained in a stern voice, putting her hands on her hips.
Her claim left me stunned, but she was right. I felt my cheeks getting hot red and not because she just slapped me on it. “Aww, I’m sorry baby. Did I hurt you? Here, let me help you feel better…” Heidi got on her knees and then-
3 months earlier
It was a crisp September morning. I woke up to the sunlight beaming through my eyelids. I sat up in my bed and looked over to my wife, Megan. Even sleeping with eye bags under her eyes she looked stunning.
Megan is pregnant with our first child. We are so excited that we spent our whole paychecks on baby stuff, even though Megan is not due for another 5 months. Still, gotta be prepared.
I hopped on top of her kissing her on top of her face while shaking her. “Scott, get off of me!” Megan shouted playfully. I stopped and looked at her cherry cheeks. They are always so red no matter what emotion she is.
“You ready for the first of school today babe?” Megan questioned me looking in my eyes. “Always.” I replied with confidence. I had a good feeling in my stomach that this was gonna be a great year.
This was going to be my 6th year working at Franklin High School, and it has been a roller coaster of emotions. I went from being the weird, young, fresh out of college gym teacher that had no idea what he was doing, to being the cool, mature, gym teacher that every student and teacher cherished.
To be honest, being the laid back teacher is a lot easier than being the stuck up instructor. All you have to do is act like how the teens act but a lot more… you know.. adults like.
Together. I love my job, I love my wife, and I love my life. I may not be a surgeon that gets paid millions or a basketball player with a lot of fame but I’m happy and that's all that matters. No one can take that away.
I pulled up in front of the school 2 hours before the kids are supposed to arrive. I walk into the gym, I took a deep breath of that cool gym air. God, how I missed this place.
Before I could even set my stuff down I heard the gym door open. Who was that? I turned around to see my co-worker, Ava. “Ava! Hey, how are you?” I asked, thrilled. I’m closer to Ava than I am with any other of the teachers. She was my first friend when I first came to franklin.
“Hey Scott, I’m good. How about you?” Ava said calmly. She was never really enthusiastic, she’s more like a ghost. “Great, you ready for this school year?” I asked, lowering my tone of voice. “Yep, this is what I live for.” Ava cracked a little smile. “Same.”
My first 3 periods were pretty clam, until 4th period rolled around.
My 11th grade class came in from the locker room, then out of nowhere 2 boys started fighting. I literally had to break them up by myself while all the other kids just stood to the side. Damn these kids are strong. I had to use 95 percent of my strength.
Then some way somehow my cheap ass shirt got ripped and my chest was exposed. I heard the girls howling and catcalling me. What the hell is going on? Finally, one of the teachers in the hallway heard the shouting going on in the gym and helped me.
After that I had to have Megan bring me another shirt. Embarrassing. I was so pissed off I just had my 4th period class have free time playing basketball or be on their phone or whatever, I don’t give a shit. Then a girl walked up and sat beside me.
I will never forget the looks of this girl. She was African- American and short like about 4’9. She had medium straight hair that was ginger. She had big plump lips and very narrow eyes. She was fucking gorgeous like a super model, especially with that body. She had an hourglass shape but a little bit on the chubby side.
I would never ever say this out loud but… she was even prettier than Megan.
I was still so mad about the fight so I just sat there in silence while the girl just sat beside me looking down. Then she finally whispered “Are you ok?” I looked up at the ceiling and sighed. “Yea, just humiliated.” I mumbled, closing my eyes. I was so tired, I couldn't wait to go home and pass out on the couch.
The girl chuckled. “It’s going to be fine, trust me.” The girl looked at me and put on a big smile. Her smile was so big and bright it made me smile also. “Your name is Heidi right?” I questioned, sipping my water. “Mhm, Your name is Mr. Owens right?” I laughed again. “Yea.”
I came home exhausted. Thank God this day was over. Megan was sitting on the couch shoving her face with chocolate. “Hey ba-” I interpreted Megan by passionately kissing her. I didn’t want to talk… I wanted to take some clothes off.
But Megan pulled away from my lips. “Um…I read that sex isn't good for the baby.” Megan chuckled nervously. “Sooo, I’m just gonna not get laid for 5 more months?” I asked confused. I am a sex addict, and Megan knows this. “I… can jerk you off?” Megan shrugged.
I sighed. Best way to end my night. “It’s fine, I’ll do it myself.” I said frustrated. Now I’m really regretting getting Megan pregnant.
I went to the bathroom and looked at the lotion. I really did not want to do this but sometimes you get horny if you want to or not.
I pumped some of the lotion in my hand and put some on my dick. While thrusting it up and down, I closed my eyes and thought about Megan or some girls I saw on PornHub.
But all I could think about was Heidi and the way her ass looked in those shorts. The way she smelled, the way her voice sounded, the way she smiled and laughed. Before I knew it, I was having an orgasm. I moaned louder and louder.
I tried my best to think about something else but it was too hard.
I moaned so loud when I came all over the sink. Shit, what did I just do?