Jake briefly allowed his eyes to wander away from the front of the classroom to the clock mounted on the wall above the door, in order to check the time before bringing them back to rest upon the teacher for his twelfth grade English course. Ms. McPhillips, who at the time was involved in an animate discussion about Edgar Allen Poe's El Dorado with one of the other students in the class, was easily his favourite teacher. Not only because she always treated her students as adults, but also because she was easily one of the most attractive women he had ever met. She had large breasts, which sat in their perky beauty above a flat stomach, hips that gave her a wonderful hour glass figure, a fantastic ass which was neither big, nor small, and a pair of glorious long legs which at the moment were revealed from the lower calf down by a black skirt. Her heart shaped face was accented by a pair of full red lips, and two crystalline blue eyes. Her hair, which was a light brown and cut into a pixie cut, was at all times was simultaneously messy and styled. Suffice to say she was the focus of majority of the fantasies his eighteen year old mind churned out.
His reverie however was interrupted by a sharp jab to the ribs by the girl sitting to his right, "if you stare at Ms. McPhillips any harder she's going to notice, and kick you out" she joked in a not-to-quiet voice, which caused Jake to blush furiously and look at the floor as several of the nearby students started snickering. Mary had been his friend since middle school, and he had always thought she was attractive, though not quite as attractive as Ms. McPhillips, Jake had also always harbored the suspicion that she greatly enjoyed embarrassing him. He was however saved from more embarrassment, as at that moment the bell signaling the end of the school day rang, and the classroom was enveloped in the loud noises of students packing their belongings and chatting loudly to each other.
Jake was already deeply involved with packing his bags and cultivating the beginnings of a fantasy involving Ms. McPhillips and Mary when he was shocked out of his reverie by a light touch on his arm, and the voice of his teacher. "I'd like to speak with you for a few minutes before you go if that's alright Jake" she asked, stepping up beside him.
"Uh, sure I can stay for a few minutes" replied Jake, as he shot a quick glance at the door, just in time to catch a glimpse of Mary's bag going through it before it closed shut, leaving him and his English teacher in the room alone, a fact which did not go by unnoticed by Jake.
"I've noticed you seem to have a hard time keeping your attention focused on the matters at hand during class times Jake. You seem distracted, what exactly is it that is distracting you?" She asked, her voice, he noted shook slightly as she spoke, and her breasts were rising and falling quite noticeably beneath her purple satin button up. He also noticed that she hadn't moved away after touching him on the arm.
"Well, I... Uh..." He began, before she cut him off.
"I know that you're spending you're time watching me, instead of paying attention Jake." She said, with a smile, cutting him off mid sentence, while at the same time, stepping even closer to him. At this point she began to grow visibly bolder, and barely paused before continuing "What is it that you like about me Jake? What specifically?" she asked.