An after class talk

Adam waited as his classmates and friends filed out of the classroom. He chatted with his friends as they passed by, and Madison gave him a little wink while nodding in Ms. Moreau's direction. He ignored her little jab and waited patiently for when Ms. Moreau felt comfortable enough to broach the topic of why she called him to stay after class. "Adam, you're probably wondering why I called you to stay after class right?" Ms. Moreau asked.

"That is what is on my mind, yes."

"I was going over the recent draft you dropped off on my desk recently, and I really liked it!" She said

"Really? That's great, I usually just throw them together with whatever comes to mind on that particular day." Adam said.

"Well you show great promise. How would you feel about some private tutoring lessons?" She asked, then quickly added "To help with your writing naturally." She said with a nervous chuckle. She was so cute. It was evident to Adam that Mary may have grown a liking to him, he just hoped he wasn't wrong with that hunch. Until he knew for sure though, he wasn't going to risk making a fool out of himself and possibly ruining her career in the process.

"I would love that Ms. Moreau!" Adam said excitedly. He had always had a passion for writing, the thing was that whenever he started something, it was always difficult to finish it. He had drafts of hundreds of different stories, all in the beginning stages of their development, which he abandoned and moved on to another.

"Great, well that's all. You can go now if you'd like, though I'm here if you have any questions from today's class." She turned her back on him and went to fetch a ladder leaning against a filing cabinet. She placed the ladder against the blackboard and started climbing it.

"Ms. Moreau, you need me to spot you?" Adam asked looking warily at the wobbling ladder.

"Would you? That would be great, thanks." She said as Adam came in behind her to hold onto the base of the ladder as she took the brush and started erasing the writing near the top. "I can't believe that the other teachers don't know to erase their writing off the board when they're done using it. I can barely reach the top on the tips of my toes, and I can't be doing that in a skirt." She said. As soon as she said 'skirt' she looked down fully realizing her mistake, below her stood Adam looking straight up her skirt at her white panties underneath. She let out a surprised shriek, and brought her hands down to flatten her skirt against her body, essentially covering herself up again. Unfortunately, the sudden movement caused the ladder to shake uncontrollably, especially since Adam was distracted. Mary Moreau started to flail her arms trying to regain her balance as the ladder tipped. Adam had since snapped out of his reverie of the now covered white pair of panties, and was trying to straighten the ladder, when he saw his teacher's feet get caught in one of the rungs as she shouted in pain and started to fall. Adam dropped the ladder which fell in a loud clatter and held his arms open for the falling beauty. Mary fell into his arms with such **** that he was knocked to the ground, but he still had her in his arms.

Adam felt the soreness in his butt, but that probably paled in comparison to how her foot was feeling. He opened his eyes and saw her face inches from his from the fall. She quickly backed away from him with a blush. "Thanks for catching me, though do you mind moving your hand." She said. My hand? The feeling came back to his hands and he realized it was up her skirt on her lower leg! He removed it immediately with an awkward cough, this was not how he had expected things to go that afternoon. "Thanks." She said as she tried to stand on her own weight. Adam helped her up, but she waved him off when he tried to support her. She took a few steps on her injured foot then sat down on her desk "Did no one here the ladder fall? Seriously?"

"You want me to call the principal Ms. Moreau?" Adam asked.

"Yes please, then you can go Adam. My offer still stands by the way for private tutoring. Give it some thought then let me know. I'll be fine, give Mr. Hartburn a call then head on home. Knowing your friends, some of them are probably still waiting for you." She said with a soft smile. Adam made his way to the phone and dialed the number to the office which Ms. Moreau provided. The principal, Mr. Hartburn advised Adam he would be sending someone up to care for Ms. Moreau by the name of Jacob Ward. Jacob Ward as in Mr. Ward from Chemistry? Adam relayed the info to Ms. Moreau. "Makes sense they would send Jacob, he is my fiancé after all." She said. Wait she's engaged?! Why did no one tell me? Unknown to Adam, Mary had divulged the information as a warning to the young man, hopefully he would be able to stop himself before it was to late, because she was finding it hard to stop his advances herself. Mr. Ward came up to the room and took over for Adam, he appeared to be a totally different guy then how he appeared in class. In class he was feared and disliked, Adam had never seen him smile at all. But right now, his serious face was creased in worry, as he rushed to Mary's side. _Maybe I should lay off on her, _he thought as he walked out of the classroom and out of the building. Just as Ms. Moreau said, Madison and Chelsea were laughing atop the hill outside of school. Adam smiled to himself and made his way up to join them.