Proceed with the class (romance)

She almost sprinted out of the room. I just continued to watch her ass bounce as she ran down the corridor to the stairs. As she went down the stairs, I continued to think about her asking me if I had a girlfriend. I assumed that I was a normal person, I obviously had crushes on some of my classmates and had fantasies with certain people in them but ever since I started to go to classes with my tutor my taste changed.

I started to appreciate older women more than people my age. As I slowly thought about it, I began to realize that I really appreciated my tutor. Not only her for helping me to do better in school but also for the small talks we have about life. She's really taught me a lot of things. With that I understood that I had a crush on my teacher. Not only was she someone that I fantasize often about but she was also a person that I really cared for.

I sat there in my seat, certain about my feelings when I saw my tutor come back. She was red-faced obviously for rushing around to get her clothes on and come back. I slowly admired her appearance with my new understanding of myself. She had an almost business woman like appearance to her as she had a pencil skirt on that highlighted her ass, a dress shirt that was slightly rumpled and not fully tucked into to her skirt because she rushed to put it on.

"I'm so sorry about the wait. Today's been so hectic," She tried to explain.

I still looked at her, a bit dumbfounded from her appearance now and from before. This was the first time I really admired her.

The cheeks that were slowly returning to their original slightly pale yellow complexion began to turn red again. She shutturted out, "I'm so sorry about what happened, I wasn't properly dressed up and I'm wasting your time. Let's start shall we?" With that she turned around the whiteboard and took and deep sigh out to calm herself.

I replied, "Oh yes. It's alright miss, we all have off days." Then with a thought I added, "I really admire you miss, for being on time and helping always. Not only with school but with life you know."

She turned around with a redder face then before, "Oh no, don't say that, you're such a wonderful person. It's a pleasure to teach you, let's start now"

I smiled at her hiding my grimace as I took my things out, I always knew I was always just going to be her student, hell she was already married. Why would such a beautiful woman go out with such an immature person like me?