Miss Shanti Angala, Math teacher.

Miss Shanti Angala, Max’s math teacher this semester was already briskly approaching her desk and setting things down. He drank in her looks, now looking with an appraising eye of intent interest instead of his usual yearning looks of every other boys (and most of the girls) in class.

Ms. Angala is a vision of exotic beauty, dusky dark smooth skin of a dark caramel, an angelic face with green eyes and capped with plump lips, delicate glasses perched on her small nose. Her hair was a waterfall of wavy black hair to her back, and on the times she had walked past Max’s desk, smelled of a spicy vanilla smell, as best Max could describe. Her body was subject of many a fantasy for the class, even though the conservative outfits she wore. Slender legs lead up to what can only be explained as “childbearing hips”, supporting an ass that even the baggiest of clothes couldn’t hide. Her small waist was tight and strong, Max knew she spent a lot of time at the gym in yoga classes, since his mother went to those classes as well. Her breasts were a bit smaller than his mother’s. He would estimate, to his untrained eye, that she had either a very large B or C cup tits that always seemed restrained as they never bounced much as she walked or walked up stairs, as Max had observed as he had spent time watching her. She was a focused woman, always laser focused on her plan and stern with her students. Even with her harsh classes, most of the male students still adored her classes since they’d get to ogle her as she worked.

Class began and Max enjoys watching Ms. Angala goes through the material. Enjoying the look of her ass stretching her professional skirt. Time few by and before Max noticed, class was ending. Knowing her office hours were right after class, Max headed over. He knew that they would likely be alone, since Ms. Angala didn’t suffer fools asking about extra credit easily, so most didn’t come to her hours to bother her.

Max didn’t actually need any help in the class, he was smart enough to not be failing, but he wanted to test his new reality out, see if the “him” before now had made any moves on the willful professor.