Schooltime

Rebecca Harrison was a beautiful woman. Though that certainly wasn't the first thought she usually had about her self.

The first thing she'd use to describe herself would be, she supposed, her job.

She was a teacher. She loved teaching, in fact. It had always been her life goal to be one, and when she finally managed to get her teaching degree in English she'd been vindicated by the constant joy she got in teaching the next generation the skills they'd need out in the world.

Of course, just because she loved her job didn't mean it didn't have it's... problems.

The main one, of course, was that she was looking after teenagers for the majority of her day.

Now, half the time they were delightful, intellectual kids who at least tried to learn.

The other half of the time, they were rowdy and disruptive. It came with the territory of being a bunch of not quite children not quite adults.

But the main issue was the hormones.

For you see, Rebecca was a beautiful woman.

With vibrant red hair in a curled bob, bright blue eyes and freckles on her face. Her body having generous breasts and wide hips, and of course, her main feature, her extra long, sensually lines legs with very thick thighs to match her hips and delightful ass.

The boys, and a few of the girls who thought they were being subtle, eyeing her up all day made Rebecca distinctly uncomfortable. Actual incidents were remarkably low, as after all in the real world people aren't uncontrollable maniacs who just harass woman all the time just for being attractive, but that didn't mean it didn't happen.

Most of the time it was something easily forgivable. A shy student without much idea of the realities of a teacher student relationship, or a brutish jock, asking her out. That was fine, they were rejected of course, but at least they backed off when she gave that rejection.

No, it was only three times where she'd become distinctly uncomfortable.

Once was when she was walking in the halls and a student had outright given her a slap on the ass.

They tried to run off into the crowd, but she'd recognized them as they ran off and gotten the kid suspended. He never looked her in the eye again.

Another time was when she was teaching, and a boy had taken a picture of her as she was leaning down to pick something up.

Rebecca didn't discover this until she saw it on social media, but that time the student hadn't been caught until the third time, where he'd actually snuck into the bathroom to try and get a picture while she was doing her business.

Let it be known, that boy was expelled immediately.

Despite her love for teaching and the fact all incidents were resolved, Rebecca felt that maybe she should try teaching a younger generation without the wild hormones affecting them, but then again she didn't feel she'd have the patience for proper children, and the pay was less. Meanwhile if she tried to teach for a college she'd get far more mature students, sure, but then she'd need to reenter college as a student to get the required certificates.

It was frustrating, but she was willing to hold onto her current position for now.

Ah yes, Rebecca had almost forgotten why she'd been thinking about this very thing.

At the moment, she was teaching one of her favorite classes. It had both Avery and George in it, who were her secretly favorite students. Always having interesting questions, and if they didn't know anything they asked for help without being a massive distraction from the rest of the students.

But unfortunately, Gerald was also in this class.

It wasn't that he was a particularly bad student. In fact he usually passed adequately to fairly well, no it was his work ethic and his constant leering at her that bothered her.

Of course, looking at someone isn't a crime, she'd certainly not possibly ruin a young man's record permanently for such a minor thing, but it was every day, any moment where it seemed she wasn't paying attention he was **** her with his eyes, sometimes she'd even seen him drawing something while looking up at her occasionally.

If she discovered he'd been drawing anything lewd of her, she'd become far less forgiving.

But alas, she had work to do.

So Rebecca got into the groove, getting class started properly as the bell rang.