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Chapter One: Teacher’s Pet
Laurence glared at his roster, hoping that time would fast forward and break would come already. Along with a Homeroom, he had several Biology classes to take care, including one Honor class. He didn’t doubt it would be filled with a bunch of upstarts…
“You look pissed off already,” Claire Saunders commented, leaning against his doorway.
He scoffed, “I hate work. Of course I look pissed off.”
She laughed, “Just make sure to play nice, or else you’ll scare the kiddies off before they even start your class.”
“Why can’t DeWitt just cut my classes in half? At the very least, I don’t want a Homeroom. Langton doesn’t have to have Homeroom.”
“Boyd has several subjects to teach. You only have one and therefore can put your mind in automatic.”
“His fault he chose physics, calculus, and gym,” Laurence muttered.
“You’ll join us in the staff room for lunch later?”
“No.”
She rolled her eyes and waved, leaving in exasperation. And with great discomfort, he sat there waiting for the new school year to begin and who his new students will be. At least his Homeroom was only seniors.
The students came in soon, piling into class and ending up sitting wherever they wanted, close to their friends. Their loud chatter brought his headache to a new level, and his mouth twitched into a scowl. He looked up and scanned the room, getting ready to yell, when his eyes were drawn to a quiet girl in the back.
She had a tiny face with large, expressive brown eyes. Her dark brown locks fell softly about her and she had a look of naivety and innocence. Her small pink mouth was pursed, and a darker pink tongue darted out to wet them.
His mouth dropped slightly and he stared.
Then he clenched his jaw and shook his head in amazement and horror. In his three years of work there, he had never reacted like that with any student. It didn’t matter how big their breasts were, if they practically stuck them in his face with hopes of a better grade, or how pouty their lips were, or even how pretty their faces or body was. Laurence had never even looked at a student the way he was staring at this girl.
Dear God, he was having a hard-on in the middle of class.
Clearing his throat uncomfortably, he crossed his legs and tried to will his cock to go back down before he embarrassed himself in front of his class.
Guys had fetishes, their “turn-ons.” Some like to ogle breasts, others are turned on by hips. They were stranger turn-ons like legs, the shape of someone’s mouth, their ears, someone’s calves…Those of which were actually his turn-ons, and ones he knew others wouldn’t get. And because of those turn-ons, in all of his years in living, he had never fallen in love at first sight.
‘Somehow…all of her was my turn-on.’
Gulping, he finally spoke out.
“Class 1-A, I’m your Homeroom teacher, Laurence Dominic. For the duration of our time together, you will refer to me as Mr. Dominic and nothing else. For some of you, I will also be your Biology teacher. Once I call roll, the seat you are in is final. Move now if you don’t want to stay in that seat for the rest of the year.”
There was some mild moving, but mainly everyone stayed in their seats, including the girl in the back.
Starting roll, he anxiously waited until it was her turn.
She stood up to introduce herself and he saw the school uniform’s pleated skirt was entirely too short for her, but not noticeable enough to be against the school rules. Her white blouse was slightly loose and the red neckerchief tied around her collar wasn’t tied tightly like it should be. Usually, he would call out on the student on that, but he couldn’t right now. Especially with this one.
Damn Adelle for making the girls wear sailor outfit-styled uniforms. This wasn’t fucking Japan.
“Hello. My name’s Caroline Farrell, but everyone calls me Echo. I’m pleased to meet you all.”
Shit, the sound of her voice just made him worse off.
Thanking God when Homeroom was over, he retreated to his office, glad he had a free period straight after. A knock on his office door made him nearly curse out loud and he moved slightly behind his desk to hide his hard-on. He almost groaned when it was Caroline who entered, but he just nodded stiffly at her.
“What can I do for you, Miss Farrell?” he said gruffly, discreetly adjusting himself a bit more.
“Just Echo, Mr. Dominic. I just transferred into this school from overseas and I need to get all of my teachers’ sigs. If you don’t mind…?”
He refused to swallow the lump that appeared in his throat.
“S-sure.”
She came closer, handing him a slip of paper before turning her back to him. “You can use my back to sign on!”
His hands trembled and his head was screaming at him. ‘You have your desk right next to you!’
She was so close he could smell the light, sweet perfume she used. Licking his lips nervously, he placed the slip on her back and began to sign, uncomfortably aware that if she moved the slightest bit, the back of her leg would brush up against his hard-on.
‘Don’t move. Please don’t move.’
His answers weren’t answered and her leg moved back slightly, touching it. He winced, but she didn’t say anything.
‘Thank God, she didn’t notice…’
Finishing quickly, he handed her the slip and slid more behind his desk. She smiled brightly at him before leaving and he sank gratefully into his chair.
It was going to be a long year.
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He was in the male staff room, sitting at his assigned desk and listening to the others chatter. His ears caught onto the main topic of a conversation not too far away, with some cocky male teacher heading the discussion. Travis something, if he could recall.
“She’s so hot. I would totally bang her right in school,” the idiot said.
Murmurs of agreement went through that group and Laurence frowned, rolling his eyes as he turned to his teacher’s aide in irritation.
“Who are they talking about, Topher?”
Topher grinned nervously, “The new student, Dom. Echo.”
“Miss Farrell?” Laurence’s frown deepened.
“The one and only.”
“It’s inappropriate to be talking about a student in that way. They should be shutting their traps before they get reported.”
“Come on, Dom. It’s okay to look, just as long as we don’t touch. Code of male teachers,” Topher chuckled.
“That is not –”
“Speak of the Devil. Here she comes,” and the student of the hour walked in, smiling at all of them. And was it his imagination, or did her smile grow bigger when her eyes caught sight of him?
“Hi! Miss Saunders asked me to come here to ask for your registration and medical records for yourself and the students?”
“Oh, I have mine in my classroom! I’ll be right back!” Travis was the first one to say, eager to do something for her.
There was a chorus of similar things and soon the room emptied out. Topher was suspiciously absent as well, leaving Laurence all alone with Caroline.
“Miss Farrell –”
“Just Echo,” she turned her smile to him, continuing to examine the staff room curiously, ending up near Travis’ desk.
“Uh…Echo. I’ve already given mine to Miss Saunders, so you don’t have to worry about me,” he said uselessly. He winced slightly. Was that all he could say?
She picked up a book from Travis’ desk and started to flip through it, starting to laugh as she read.
“Is this really how men masturbate?”
He jolted up and stared at her, seeing her still reading. Travis didn’t…He would. The idiot would have a book on masturbation clearly out in the open.
She walked over to him, sitting herself on his desk and hiking a leg up, putting her chin on top of her knee as she loosely crossed her arms around her ankle. He had a clear view of baby blue panties. Fuck.
“So, is that really how you masturbate?” she asked curiously, holding up the book to show a rather graphic image.
His face colored, giving an uncertain smile that was unlike him. Laurence Dominic didn’t smile.
“That’s…a rather private question.”
Her eyes turned oddly cold, and he could feel them forsaking him.
“You…like to play it safe, don’t you, Mr. Dominic?” she asked coolly.
Laurence’s smile faltered and he stared at her. He had the feeling that she’d just called him…boring.
She slipped off his desk and continued looking around, rummaging through the other male teachers’ things.
He tried to say something several times, before grimacing and clearing his throat to try again.
“Oh…you’re still here?” She didn’t even look at him.
Ouch. That hurt.
“Ah…um…”
“Hey.”
He jerked his head up to face her, his face looking just as eager as those stupid idiot colleagues of his that had left them.
“Show me how you jerk off.”
She was leaning casually against the bookshelf wall, staring at him with those cold eyes.
“It’s written in here, but I was wondering if you can do it,” her voice had that curiosity again.
“Y-you see, it’s something done…in private…”
“Oh, is that so? Goodbye.”
“I’ll do it,” he blurted out.
She straightened and watched him, eyes more alight with curiosity than condemning like it was before. He gulped and unbuttoned his pants, unzipping and then reaching into his boxers to pull out his cock. Nervously aware she was watching, he began to stroke it.
“It’s just that, in this situation…it might, you know, get hard,” he said embarrassedly.
“It’s okay. I’ve already seen you hard in the classroom.”
At her words, his cock immediately jumped to attention and he blushed heavily.
‘She…she knew?’
He looked up and his eyes widened, seeing her smile softly at him. His cock swelled up even more.
“J-just now…when I saw you smile…it suddenly…”
She stopped smiling, looking at him.
“Stop.”
He blinked in surprise, but automatically stopped stroking himself. She crawled on top of his desk towards him, reaching and grabbing his wrist attached to his hand that was still holding his cock.
“I won’t have sex with you. Even if I do it with someone else…or as a casual fling…even if we were the last two people on Earth…I’d still never have sex with you. No matter how much you cried or begged for me…I’d never let you come. Are you…okay with that?”
He stared at her, mouth moving on its own to form a silly smile.
“Yeah.”
‘As long as you stay by my side…it’s better than being rejected.’
“I see.”
She grinned suddenly, throwing herself forward and hugging her arms around his neck.
“Let’s make lots of fun memories!”
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“Oh, I heard you guys have your own pool!” Caro –Echo exclaimed.
Laurence shrugged, “Yeah…the teachers have two pools. One for the females and the other for males. They’re closed at night though.”
“Oh,” she said more despondently.
“I-I could take you tonight,” he blushed.
Ever since he’d met her, he didn’t act like himself. Blushing, smiling, eager…those were things that he didn’t do. And yet…with her…he felt right at home.
“Really?” she asked in surprised, more happy than just a second ago.
“Y-yeah. Sure.”
And that was how, on the very first night of his first meeting with her, he ended up sneaking her into the men’s inside pool, hoping that Topher pulled through for him and looped the video feed in there.
“So, um, this is the men’s pool,” he mumbled idiotically.
She looked around and began taking off her clothes, dressing down to baby blue underwear. Diving into the pool, she giggled and swam around.
“Don’t just stand there! Come on in,” she smiled widely at him.
“I-I’m not wearing anything I can swim in,” he muttered, feeling like knocking himself on the head for wearing one of his typical suits when he knew they would be going to the pool.
She raised an eyebrow at him. “So? I’m swimming in my underwear. Just swim in your clothes.”
When he hesitated, she turned her back to him and began swimming the other way. Biting his lip, he jumped into the cold pool, suit and all.
He swam towards her, floating gently beside her as she stopped and grinned at him.
“See? It wasn’t that bad.”
He hesitantly smiled back at her.
“Now for your reward,” she murmured, grabbing his hand and leading it underwater. He gulped as he felt her hand lead his to her hips, sliding it under her panty’s side and helping him pull it down.
Pecking his lips lightly, she smiled.
“You can keep those…and watch me swim around with just a bra.”
She floated away from him and then began to swim.
He gaped, his hand clutching onto the baby blue panty he’d glimpsed only just earlier.
Started 8/6/09 –Completed 8/7/09
Chapter One: Teacher’s Pet
Laurence glared at his roster, hoping that time would fast forward and break would come already. Along with a Homeroom, he had several Biology classes to take care, including one Honor class. He didn’t doubt it would be filled with a bunch of upstarts…
“You look pissed off already,” Claire Saunders commented, leaning against his doorway.
He scoffed, “I hate work. Of course I look pissed off.”
She laughed, “Just make sure to play nice, or else you’ll scare the kiddies off before they even start your class.”
“Why can’t DeWitt just cut my classes in half? At the very least, I don’t want a Homeroom. Langton doesn’t have to have Homeroom.”
“Boyd has several subjects to teach. You only have one and therefore can put your mind in automatic.”
“His fault he chose physics, calculus, and gym,” Laurence muttered.
“You’ll join us in the staff room for lunch later?”
“No.”
She rolled her eyes and waved, leaving in exasperation. And with great discomfort, he sat there waiting for the new school year to begin and who his new students will be. At least his Homeroom was only seniors.
The students came in soon, piling into class and ending up sitting wherever they wanted, close to their friends. Their loud chatter brought his headache to a new level, and his mouth twitched into a scowl. He looked up and scanned the room, getting ready to yell, when his eyes were drawn to a quiet girl in the back.
She had a tiny face with large, expressive brown eyes. Her dark brown locks fell softly about her and she had a look of naivety and innocence. Her small pink mouth was pursed, and a darker pink tongue darted out to wet them.
His mouth dropped slightly and he stared.
Then he clenched his jaw and shook his head in amazement and horror. In his three years of work there, he had never reacted like that with any student. It didn’t matter how big their breasts were, if they practically stuck them in his face with hopes of a better grade, or how pouty their lips were, or even how pretty their faces or body was. Laurence had never even looked at a student the way he was staring at this girl.
Dear God, he was having a hard-on in the middle of class.
Clearing his throat uncomfortably, he crossed his legs and tried to will his cock to go back down before he embarrassed himself in front of his class.
Guys had fetishes, their “turn-ons.” Some like to ogle breasts, others are turned on by hips. They were stranger turn-ons like legs, the shape of someone’s mouth, their ears, someone’s calves…Those of which were actually his turn-ons, and ones he knew others wouldn’t get. And because of those turn-ons, in all of his years in living, he had never fallen in love at first sight.
‘Somehow…all of her was my turn-on.’
Gulping, he finally spoke out.
“Class 1-A, I’m your Homeroom teacher, Laurence Dominic. For the duration of our time together, you will refer to me as Mr. Dominic and nothing else. For some of you, I will also be your Biology teacher. Once I call roll, the seat you are in is final. Move now if you don’t want to stay in that seat for the rest of the year.”
There was some mild moving, but mainly everyone stayed in their seats, including the girl in the back.
Starting roll, he anxiously waited until it was her turn.
She stood up to introduce herself and he saw the school uniform’s pleated skirt was entirely too short for her, but not noticeable enough to be against the school rules. Her white blouse was slightly loose and the red neckerchief tied around her collar wasn’t tied tightly like it should be. Usually, he would call out on the student on that, but he couldn’t right now. Especially with this one.
Damn Adelle for making the girls wear sailor outfit-styled uniforms. This wasn’t fucking Japan.
“Hello. My name’s Caroline Farrell, but everyone calls me Echo. I’m pleased to meet you all.”
Shit, the sound of her voice just made him worse off.
Thanking God when Homeroom was over, he retreated to his office, glad he had a free period straight after. A knock on his office door made him nearly curse out loud and he moved slightly behind his desk to hide his hard-on. He almost groaned when it was Caroline who entered, but he just nodded stiffly at her.
“What can I do for you, Miss Farrell?” he said gruffly, discreetly adjusting himself a bit more.
“Just Echo, Mr. Dominic. I just transferred into this school from overseas and I need to get all of my teachers’ sigs. If you don’t mind…?”
He refused to swallow the lump that appeared in his throat.
“S-sure.”
She came closer, handing him a slip of paper before turning her back to him. “You can use my back to sign on!”
His hands trembled and his head was screaming at him. ‘You have your desk right next to you!’
She was so close he could smell the light, sweet perfume she used. Licking his lips nervously, he placed the slip on her back and began to sign, uncomfortably aware that if she moved the slightest bit, the back of her leg would brush up against his hard-on.
‘Don’t move. Please don’t move.’
His answers weren’t answered and her leg moved back slightly, touching it. He winced, but she didn’t say anything.
‘Thank God, she didn’t notice…’
Finishing quickly, he handed her the slip and slid more behind his desk. She smiled brightly at him before leaving and he sank gratefully into his chair.
It was going to be a long year.
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He was in the male staff room, sitting at his assigned desk and listening to the others chatter. His ears caught onto the main topic of a conversation not too far away, with some cocky male teacher heading the discussion. Travis something, if he could recall.
“She’s so hot. I would totally bang her right in school,” the idiot said.
Murmurs of agreement went through that group and Laurence frowned, rolling his eyes as he turned to his teacher’s aide in irritation.
“Who are they talking about, Topher?”
Topher grinned nervously, “The new student, Dom. Echo.”
“Miss Farrell?” Laurence’s frown deepened.
“The one and only.”
“It’s inappropriate to be talking about a student in that way. They should be shutting their traps before they get reported.”
“Come on, Dom. It’s okay to look, just as long as we don’t touch. Code of male teachers,” Topher chuckled.
“That is not –”
“Speak of the Devil. Here she comes,” and the student of the hour walked in, smiling at all of them. And was it his imagination, or did her smile grow bigger when her eyes caught sight of him?
“Hi! Miss Saunders asked me to come here to ask for your registration and medical records for yourself and the students?”
“Oh, I have mine in my classroom! I’ll be right back!” Travis was the first one to say, eager to do something for her.
There was a chorus of similar things and soon the room emptied out. Topher was suspiciously absent as well, leaving Laurence all alone with Caroline.
“Miss Farrell –”
“Just Echo,” she turned her smile to him, continuing to examine the staff room curiously, ending up near Travis’ desk.
“Uh…Echo. I’ve already given mine to Miss Saunders, so you don’t have to worry about me,” he said uselessly. He winced slightly. Was that all he could say?
She picked up a book from Travis’ desk and started to flip through it, starting to laugh as she read.
“Is this really how men masturbate?”
He jolted up and stared at her, seeing her still reading. Travis didn’t…He would. The idiot would have a book on masturbation clearly out in the open.
She walked over to him, sitting herself on his desk and hiking a leg up, putting her chin on top of her knee as she loosely crossed her arms around her ankle. He had a clear view of baby blue panties. Fuck.
“So, is that really how you masturbate?” she asked curiously, holding up the book to show a rather graphic image.
His face colored, giving an uncertain smile that was unlike him. Laurence Dominic didn’t smile.
“That’s…a rather private question.”
Her eyes turned oddly cold, and he could feel them forsaking him.
“You…like to play it safe, don’t you, Mr. Dominic?” she asked coolly.
Laurence’s smile faltered and he stared at her. He had the feeling that she’d just called him…boring.
She slipped off his desk and continued looking around, rummaging through the other male teachers’ things.
He tried to say something several times, before grimacing and clearing his throat to try again.
“Oh…you’re still here?” She didn’t even look at him.
Ouch. That hurt.
“Ah…um…”
“Hey.”
He jerked his head up to face her, his face looking just as eager as those stupid idiot colleagues of his that had left them.
“Show me how you jerk off.”
She was leaning casually against the bookshelf wall, staring at him with those cold eyes.
“It’s written in here, but I was wondering if you can do it,” her voice had that curiosity again.
“Y-you see, it’s something done…in private…”
“Oh, is that so? Goodbye.”
“I’ll do it,” he blurted out.
She straightened and watched him, eyes more alight with curiosity than condemning like it was before. He gulped and unbuttoned his pants, unzipping and then reaching into his boxers to pull out his cock. Nervously aware she was watching, he began to stroke it.
“It’s just that, in this situation…it might, you know, get hard,” he said embarrassedly.
“It’s okay. I’ve already seen you hard in the classroom.”
At her words, his cock immediately jumped to attention and he blushed heavily.
‘She…she knew?’
He looked up and his eyes widened, seeing her smile softly at him. His cock swelled up even more.
“J-just now…when I saw you smile…it suddenly…”
She stopped smiling, looking at him.
“Stop.”
He blinked in surprise, but automatically stopped stroking himself. She crawled on top of his desk towards him, reaching and grabbing his wrist attached to his hand that was still holding his cock.
“I won’t have sex with you. Even if I do it with someone else…or as a casual fling…even if we were the last two people on Earth…I’d still never have sex with you. No matter how much you cried or begged for me…I’d never let you come. Are you…okay with that?”
He stared at her, mouth moving on its own to form a silly smile.
“Yeah.”
‘As long as you stay by my side…it’s better than being rejected.’
“I see.”
She grinned suddenly, throwing herself forward and hugging her arms around his neck.
“Let’s make lots of fun memories!”
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“Oh, I heard you guys have your own pool!” Caro –Echo exclaimed.
Laurence shrugged, “Yeah…the teachers have two pools. One for the females and the other for males. They’re closed at night though.”
“Oh,” she said more despondently.
“I-I could take you tonight,” he blushed.
Ever since he’d met her, he didn’t act like himself. Blushing, smiling, eager…those were things that he didn’t do. And yet…with her…he felt right at home.
“Really?” she asked in surprised, more happy than just a second ago.
“Y-yeah. Sure.”
And that was how, on the very first night of his first meeting with her, he ended up sneaking her into the men’s inside pool, hoping that Topher pulled through for him and looped the video feed in there.
“So, um, this is the men’s pool,” he mumbled idiotically.
She looked around and began taking off her clothes, dressing down to baby blue underwear. Diving into the pool, she giggled and swam around.
“Don’t just stand there! Come on in,” she smiled widely at him.
“I-I’m not wearing anything I can swim in,” he muttered, feeling like knocking himself on the head for wearing one of his typical suits when he knew they would be going to the pool.
She raised an eyebrow at him. “So? I’m swimming in my underwear. Just swim in your clothes.”
When he hesitated, she turned her back to him and began swimming the other way. Biting his lip, he jumped into the cold pool, suit and all.
He swam towards her, floating gently beside her as she stopped and grinned at him.
“See? It wasn’t that bad.”
He hesitantly smiled back at her.
“Now for your reward,” she murmured, grabbing his hand and leading it underwater. He gulped as he felt her hand lead his to her hips, sliding it under her panty’s side and helping him pull it down.
Pecking his lips lightly, she smiled.
“You can keep those…and watch me swim around with just a bra.”
She floated away from him and then began to swim.
He gaped, his hand clutching onto the baby blue panty he’d glimpsed only just earlier.
Started 8/6/09 –Completed 8/7/09
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