Student Seduces Sexy Lonely School Teacher – Part 1

Hi guys, I am Siddharth from Bangalore. After hitting puberty relatively late, I started getting a lot of attention from girls at my school. For the first time in my life, I was able to grow a beard and my voice started to deepen. Since this was my last year at school, I wanted to make use of my new personality.

Despite being moderately successful with girls, I felt something was lacking in my sex life. No amount of dating or flirting was keeping me satisfied.

Halfway through our semester, a new teacher joined our school. Her name was Rashmi and she was in her late 20s. She was around 5’7, had flawless skin, a beautiful ass, and long straight hair. Her clothing ranged from shorter-than normal business skirts to sarees that clearly exposed her navel. Many of the guys in my batch used to gawk her when she passed by in the corridor.

Unfortunately, she was a science teacher (I was in commerce) so I was unable to interact with her in the first week. Later on, some of us were helping the school organize the auditorium for some big speaker who was due to arrive in a few days.

I was assigned to oversee the seating arrangement. Wondering how long this was going to take, I found that Rashmi was the faculty in-charge for this endeavour. Buffing myself up while she was explaining something to a few juniors, I went over and asked her “Hi Ma’am, I am Siddharth. What can I do to help?”

Rashmi smiled at me and introduced herself. “Hi Siddharth, you can check the chief guest’s seating arrangements on the stage and make sure it’s ok”. I agreed smiling back staring at her lips for a second and carried on. I was pretty sure she was checking me out from behind.

After quickly rummaging over the special seats, I found everything to be in order. I then went back to her and she looked pleased to see me.

“All good?”, she asked. “Yes, ma’am”, I replied. She said to me softly, “Come on, you don’t have to call me ma’am after school hours”. I hesitated and replied, “All good, Rashmi”. She teased me saying, “Wow, look at you catching on so fast”. Getting a little nervous, I didn’t know what to say.

There wasn’t much work left in the auditorium. People slowly started clearing out, leaving less than a handful of people. Tired of arranging chairs, I went to Rashmi to ask if we were done for the day.

“Tired already, huh? Your girlfriend would be very disappointed”, she remarked looking at me sweat.

“Haha, that’s not possible as I don’t have a girlfriend”, I replied. She appeared to be shocked, “You expect me to believe a guy like you is single?”. I told her it was even less believable that a woman like her was still single.

“But I’m not single. I got married last year in Pune, I came here to complete my Ph.D. internship”, she replied.

“Oh”, I said, looking slightly dejected. Teasing me further she said, “Is that sadness I sense?”

“A little, yeah”, I blurted out. We both continued to tease each other for a few minutes when the last batch of volunteers left.

“Oh, it’s getting late, looks like that’s all we have for today”, she remarked while looking at me.

“I would be more than happy to continue this conversation via phone”, I replied. She smiled and agreed to exchanged numbers. I walked her to her car and gave her a light hug. Despite resisting a little, she didn’t protest. I could hear her breathing getting heavier.

I sensed her sadness while I was walking away but I knew it would be too risky to try anything with the sexy teacher in the parking lot.

We texted at night. She told me how she felt a little lonely and bored in a new city and asked me if there was anything fun to do during the weekends. I asked her to define fun as there were plenty of options in the city.

She sent me an emoji and told me to take charge calling me the expert on the matter. I got excited and promised to show her a good time during her stay. I also found out that my sexy teacher was living in a 1BHK not too far from the school.

The next 2 days we continued to flirt non-stop. Texting during classroom hours and recess breaks felt very exciting for both of us.

We had to constantly remind ourselves not to get caught but we took our precautions. She started opening up more and more with me. I also took special care to not give her too much details about myself to retain my mystery. Sometimes, I would purposefully reply to her texts late to make her a little desperate.

That evening the guest speaker had arrived which meant classes ended a few hours early. All the senior students and teachers had to assemble in the auditorium for the lecture. Since there was no specific seating order, the audience was made up of teachers, students, and other administrative staff.

I managed to grab a seat in one of the last rows towards the right corner. Rashmi teacher joined me soon after on the seat to my right. This was the first time we both had actually sat so close to each other. I could sense sexual tension between us but didn’t say anything.

Unexpectedly, the speech was pretty boring. We exchanged a few glances but quickly looked away. A few minutes later, the teacher brushed my arm, “I had no idea this was going to take this long”.

“He is not even halfway done, I am sure”, I replied. I also tapped her arm a little. It was electrifying.

“So you workout a lot, huh?”, she asked.

“Yeah for the last 6 months or so”, I replied. ” No wonder it feels so strong to touch”, she said touching my arm yet again. “I prefer your smooth skin over strong”, I said while placing my hand on her palm. Rashmi bit her lips and asked me softly, “Oh yeah? What else do you like?”

Sensing my chance, I knew it was now or never. I slowly moved my hand on to her thighs. She started to get turned on and placed her handbag over her lap in order to cover it.

Gaining some confidence, I slowly started caressing her thighs. Rashmi started moaning lightly but fortunately, no one else could hear her. Readying my final step, I moved my hand to her rub her pussy. She slapped my hand away and cleared her throat.

“Not here”, she said curtly. “Where else then?”, I asked her.

“Wait for this session to get over first. I am sure you will like what I am going to be saying next”, she smiled wickedly.

I somehow managed to control my urges and tried to sit through the rest of the session.

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