Just be yourself — confused, nervous and awkward.

You can’t believe how your teacher is behaving towards you. Even someone with as little experience as you can tell she’s flirting, maybe even hitting on you. You can’t understand why though. This is coming out of nowhere. All year, Ms. Fellows has been perfectly nice, but you never noticed that she showed any more interest in you than anyone else.

You freeze up a little as her hands explore your chest. Your mouth feels dry, and your palms feel sweaty. You take another sip of your coke and try to think of something to say. “Yeah… so you’re looking forward to summer vacation?”

The tall sexy blonde chuckles throatily and leans down to your ear. “Dave, if I told you in any detail what I’m looking forward to, I could lose my job.”

At that your cock that had already been stirring twitches and swells in your jeans. You nod. “I, um, wouldn’t want you to lose your job.” You stammer. “It would be ok… after graduation, though, right?”

Ms. Fellows leans a little closer to you and inhales deeply. She lets her breath out as a soft moan. “It would cause talk… not look good and probably raise questions that I’d have to answer during my performance review, but you’re legally an adult, and when you’re not my student anymore there are no rules.” She licks her lips. “Except the ones you want to make.”

“Just bringing you here, and saying all those things I’ve already said is unethical. It could get me in a lot of trouble. I… couldn’t help myself though. If you told anybody, it might get me fired, or at least suspended.” Her lips come closer to your ear, you can feel her breath warm on your earlobe. “So… you have me where you want me. Don’t you? All I can do is beg you to not tell anyone.” Your breathing becomes heavier, faster. Your pulse races and your cock is rock hard now.

Ms. Fellows stands up straight again, clearing her throat. She shakes her head as if to clear it, then sits on the edge of the table facing you. “I’m sorry Dave, that was so inappropriate. I shouldn’t have said any of that. It’s just… I see how uncomfortable you are around girls your age. I can’t understand it. You’re such a handsome, gifted young man. Today it just hit me, I want to help you see how wonderful you are, give you confidence in yourself.”

You take another gulp from the bottle. “It… It’s ok Ms. Fellows. I won’t tell anyone. I really don’t want you to get in trouble. Should I go? I mean… I appreciate your wanting to help me. It’s great, but I don’t want you to get fired.” You get up and start to head towards the front door.

The beautiful blonde woman watches you closely, but doesn’t follow. “Yes… Right. Of course. You want me to keep my job. That’s important. You’re a smart young man. You know we shouldn’t endanger my career. Thank you. It makes sense. 26 days. Not so long to wait” She sounds more like she’s talking to herself than to you. Suddenly she looks at you with an intense gaze. “You… you will be, um, around after graduation, right? Interested in maybe continuing this conversation?” There’s almost a pleading tone in her voice.

“Yes. Sure. I do want to… talk more with you, Ms. Fel… um, Emily. Once I graduate, of course.”

Your teacher smiles and looks relieved. “I should give you a ride home. Where do you live?”

After what she said about losing her job, you’re not sure you should take the risk of being seen in her car. “I don’t mind walking.” You tell her, as you fumble to get your feet into your sneakers. “It’s probably better if no one sees you giving me a ride. Right?”

Ms. Fellows nods. “Right. You’re right. I’m glad you’re looking out for me, Dave. I’m not thinking straight right now.” She holds her hand to her temple. “Fuck,” she mutters to herself.

“It’s OK, Ms. Fellows. I’ll see you in class tomorrow. And I’ll work harder on my writing.” You realize how stupid that sounds as soon as it's out of your mouth. Then you hurry out the door. You take in deep breaths to try to calm down as you walk away from her condo. You need to figure out what just happened.