Hot for Teacher

"Rufus and the others are in class, so she'll be heading back to her office soon." I thought to myself, skulking down the halls of the music department. Maia's office should be nearby; I probably should've checked exactly where beforehand, but truthfully, I'd been far too nervous to think of the finer details, like what I was actually going to say. I was jolted out of my self-doubt by a door closing around the corner from me, as if a sign from some forbidden sapphic love goddess.

As I suspected, the door that had shut was the one with the words "Miss Maia Heart" emblazened across the frosted glass. I couldn't see inside, but I could see the movement of a blurry shape, telling me she was inside. I considered knocking, but it seemed a bit pointless given the situation. I opened the door and rushed in, quickly closing it behind me and turning to see Maia's startled expression at my surprise entrance.

"I... Erm... Hey..." I stuttered, stumbling over my words like a kid with her first crush, the exact opposite of how I wanted Maia to see me. I straightened my posture and continued. "I trust you've been well since our last meeting; I thought it past time we discussed the ramifications of the event." Now sounding less like a child and more like a seventeenth-century aristocrat, I doubt that's a better option.

Maia gestured for me to sit down across from her desk; I followed her lead, even if it did suddenly feel like I was in detention. "So, Rosie, I..." Maia began before taking a deep breath, seemingly too scared to look me in the eye. "I'm sincerely sorry for what happened between us; it was completely inappropriate for a teacher, even if I didn't know you were a student. I would appreciate this not going further, but I understand if you would prefer to raise this with the head teacher or any other authority, it's not my place to defend my actions."

I sat there, dumbfounded; she was apologising? Like it was one big mistake? Like some martyr for a crime of passion? It's like she hadn't even considered any other option than it being an atrocity. "Which actions were those again?" I asked rhetorically. "When you fingered me? Or when you ate me out? Or when I did the same for you? Tell me specifically, which part you thought was so bad?"

Maia's dark skin flashed a shade paler at the reminder of the grusome details of our illicit encounter; she seemed shaken as she replied. "It's not that it... The experience itself is not the issue here; it's a breach of my position to engage in any sort of romantic entanglement with a student." She answered hurriedly. "It's not a slight against you or anything like that; I'm the one who failed in my duty, both as a teacher and as an engaged woman. I completely understand if you find what I did unforgiveable."

My heart stopped a moment, and it was like my vision zoomed in on her left hand. An engagement ring. She was getting married. Had I known that? Had we talked about it that night? I don't think so... But... It's true.

"What do you think this conversation is?" I ask her quietly, trying to get my head together with this barrage of information and awkward pauses.

Maia cleared her throat, as if she were uncomfortable with any acknowledgement of this conversation at all. "This is about my failure as a teacher... And how best to punish me for my-" She began to ask before I cut her off.

"Punish you?" I repeated sharply. "Why on Earth would I punish you? I'm an adult, Maia; I can make my own decisions, and it was my decision to have sex with you; I wasn't **** or whatever bullshit you've spun yourself in this whirlwind of self-deprecation." I countered her, now feeling the anger welling up inside me.

Maia blinked, finally meeting my gaze. "But... I used you as a base distraction, how would you not be angry about that? You could destroy my entire life, and you just don't care?"

"Of course I care, but why would I be angry? We'd literally never met before, it's not like you're some creep chasing schoolgirls." I pointed out, an image of Maia in a schoolgirl outfit appeared in my mind and disappeared just as quickly as I tried not to get distracted. "As for the distraction part, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't hurtful, but I'm guessing that fiance of yours was the reason you were in that bar in the first place, right? And given the several orgasms, I should really be thanking her." I added, trying to defuse the tension.

"Him." Maia corrected softly. "I'm engaged to a man... I'd never been with a woman before, and truth be told, I have no intention to again." She continued, until she suddenly noticed the look on my face. "Not that it wasn't enjoyable or anything! It's just... I committed myself to my future husband, I never thought a situation would arise where I could explore that..."

At this point I had to hold back a smile. For a mid-twenties authoritative woman, she was damn cute when she was trying to explain her bicuriosity. "And now you feel too guilty to ever try it again." I concluded for her. "You could have fooled me, you were a natural!" I chuckled, receiving a scathing glance from the teacher.

"I'm glad to hear that you find my infidelity to be so amusing." Maia scowled, her voice breaking ever so slightly, as it became obvious she was holding back tears.

It definitely wasn't my intention to make her cry, I knew I had to fix it. "I'm sorry, I wasn't making fun of you. I swear, I'm not looking to report you or anything, I'm just trying to clear the air." I explained hurriedly, but unable to keep up the front. "Alright, maybe that's not true. Honestly, I came here to seduce you, that night was my first time as well, and... It was amazing, and I couldn't get my mind off it. Or you."

Maia's eyes widened at my confession, but she took her time processing it. "You've... Really been thinking that much about me?" She asked tentatively.

"Every day since then. Twice, most days." I shrugged, trying not to sound like a stalker. "I mean, I don't want to weird you out, especially if you're straight, but... Even just sat there I want to grab you and kiss you, and... And never stop telling you how gorgeous you are." I admitted, feeling the weight tumble off my shoulders with each word.

Maia's face was unreadable, there was shock and confusion, but there was also something else... It was something like... Amusement. I guess the ice was thoroughly broken, but when she broke out in laughter I'll admit I kinda missed the distraught look she had before.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She said, raising a hand to assuade any concerns. "I'm not laughing at you, just... I realised something. I haven't heard anyone talk about me that way in years... And now I do and it's not coming from the man I'm meant to marry... But from a student." Maia explained. When she put it that way, it just seemed sad.

I cleared my throat and tried to get back to what I was saying. "So... That leaves us where, exactly?" I asked, feeling the tension from the start of the conversation nullify with each word. "I mean... I guess you have stuff to talk about with your husband to be either way, right?"

Maia sighed, leaning back against her desk. "You're right, but... You know, I'm a music teacher, not a psychotherapist... But I have to tell you the truth. I don't think you feel the way about me that you think you do." Maia argued. My first instinct was to insist, but she cut me off. "I think you're putting a lot of emphasis on a recent sexual encounter, and because of how impactful it was you're associating all of your feelings with it. I've seen things like this where people think they've fallen in love with a singer, but really it's the song that reminds them of someone they love."

I shook my head slightly, trying to make sense of Maia's words, until she continued. "You weren't looking at me, Rosie. When you said how you felt, your eyes were looking past me. You have those feelings for someone... But not for me." She explained with what sounded like a sigh. No, I'm not going back to being a freak, I'd moved on from those nutcase feelings, that can't be what she's talking about. "Did anything else happen recently? Anyone else come into your life?"

I scrunched my eyebrows, trying to remember, it was a crazy time, Ru getting arrested, then grandma's funeral, my siblings coupling and throupling up, Sora joined the class, I caught Ru and Echo in the...

Sora.

I'm crushing on fucking Sora!?