When I got home, I was a hot mess. I masturbated until it hurt. My thoughts kept drifting back to my Maddison fantasy so much so that I got frustrated and put on some porn, something I rarely do. I really need E.J soon or I’m going to lose it.

The next day in class I handed back the papers, handing Maddison back her well deserved D. she stared at the crossed out grades right next to her D. before frowning.

“Alright everyone, these grades have already been submitted. If you have questions about your grade, please come see me after class. I am offering extra credit for anyone who goes to watch the school play and writes a review on it. I’ll need your ticket stub as proof. That will be your chance to add five points to your grade. A chance some of you desperately need. So think about it, it’s only $7 to get in.” I announced.

They chatted amongst themselves before I put the movie back on for them to finish.

I avoid staring at Maddison, who I knew was looking at me. I could feel her gaze on me, I could feel her wanting me to look at her. I was not going to give her the satisfaction. When the bell rang a few students, the goody two shoes, came to ask about their grade. Even though it was already a high one, they still wanted better.

I told them what I thought was wrong basically bullshitting them because I was too drunk at the time to remember why it is I gave them that grade. They seemed satisfied and finally left. Then It was just Maddison.

“Yes, Maddison?” I asked.

“Well Ms. A. I don’t really get my grade. Why was it changed so much? Did you not like my paper?”

“Well Maddison, you didn’t really do what I asked for.” I turned away from her.

“I tried to do a creative approach.” She purred, her hand sliding up my leg.

I whirled on her and she had her hands to her side innocently. I eyed her for a moment before I said.

“If I were you I would consider doing the extra credit. Your grade isn’t exactly that good in this class.”

“But Ms. A, I really did try hard on the paper. I thought it might be something you’d actually enjoy reading, and by the scribbled out A. I know I am right on this.”

“Did you also see the crossed out F?”

“Yes, but I think the A is truer as to what I deserve.” She moved closer to me.

“Why don’t you rewrite it and I’ll give it another look.” I sighed giving in.

“Thanks, Ms. A., You’re the best.” She smiled.

“But you should still consider the extra credit,” I said.

“I will.” She trailed her fingertips up my arm.

I had to take a step back, she was standing too close.

She slowly walked out, her butt swaying in the process. I found myself staring at it. When I looked at her eyes she winked at me and left the class.

“You okay?” E.J asked as we sat on my couch making out.

“Yes, just kiss me.” I smashed my lips to his.

“My, my, someone’s eager.” He squeezed my butt.

“Shut up, it’s been too long. I need you.” I whined.

“Your wish is my command.” He picked me up and slammed me down onto the bed.

Even after he rammed my brains out I wasn’t satisfied. He always cums before me leaving me to finish myself off as he watches. Not exactly what I wanted at the moment. Still, it was better than nothing I guess. He ended up spending the night. Lucky he was there, or I would have woken up late again.

Instead, I got to class early. Maddison was waiting for me.

“Hello Maddison, can I help you with something?” I unlocked the door.

She followed me inside.

“Ms. A. I have my new paper ready.” She said handing it to me.

“Okay, but that could have waited until class,” I said.

“Can I ask you something?” she fidgeted, rocking back and forth on her heels.

“Okay.”

“Well you're pretty and obviously know how to catch the eye. There is someone I like, but they won’t look at me the way I want them too. What should I do?” she asked.

I was caught off guard. Maddison likes someone and was asking me for advice. Me! I had her all wrong from the start. She just admires me and basically sees me as the cool teacher. She wasn’t picking on me after all. Maybe I have been too hard.

“Well, ditch the lip gloss, your lips are too good looking for that gooey mess. Switch to a lip stain. Also, you got the legs girl flaunt 'em. Jeans are cute every once and a while but don’t rely on them. Color your eyebrows in fuller and drape your hair over your shoulder. He’ll be drooling by the end of the week.” I moved her hair over her shoulder.

“You really think so?” she asked me innocently.

“Trust me, you got the looks. You just need to show off a little. You’ll turn heads that’s for sure.”

“Thanks, Ms. A., I’ll take your advice.”

“Good now get to class, I have my own class to teach.” I pushed her towards the door.

“See you soon.” She winked.

I smiled. I was too hard on her after all. I guess I need to lighten up. Being in this hell hole is messing with me, turning me into my nun of a mother. That’s the last thing I want. I wonder who Maddison’s crush is? Maybe I have him in a class and can give him a hint. A girl like her isn’t just a catch she’s a steal, if her first paper is any indicator.

Wow, look at me being a good mentor. Maybe this teacher stuff isn’t so bad. God, I bet my mom would die if she heard me say that. Speaking of which she hasn’t checked in on me in a while. Suspicious. I wonder what she is up too and when she will just magically appear into my business again. At least she didn’t see those horrible papers I just graded because yeesh these kids are hopeless.

The day once again drowned on. It was only after lunch did I sit down and read Maddison’s new paper. This is because my class after lunch is way ahead of everyone else. They are the overachievers. So to give everyone else a chance to catch up I just put on some movie.

I scanned over her new paper. It was very similar to her first one, with better grammar, And that cheeky bastard! She was using symbolism to talk about symbolism, and at the same time still talking about sex! I found myself giggling at the paper as she put in a lot of innuendos that aren’t necessarily dirty unless you have a dirty mind like I do. I rolled my eyes once I was done and gave her an A. At least she got the point, and made me laugh, bonus points for that.

Once the last class finally rolled around, I handed Maddison back her paper, she smiled at the new grade. I winked at her, which caused her to blush.

“Alright, time to get serious again. We are going to be moving into everyone’s favorite section, more reading comprehension!” I said with fake enthusiasm.

Everyone groaned.

“Trust me it is just as boring to me as it is to you. Now bear with me this is going to seem like kindergarten stuff but I guarantee you will be smarter at the end of it. Let’s talk about words. How can we figure out what a word means without already knowing it? Anyone?” I looked around for volunteers.

Jenson raised his hand. One of the many nerds of the school. He likes to play magic in the back of the class with Ronaldo and Karen, they think I don’t notice.

“Jenson?”

“Well if it looks like another word you know that could help.” He shrugged.

“Exactly. But what makes words look similar and mean similar things?” when no one answered I went on. “Prefixes and suffixes. If we know how to translate those, it will help us find the meaning of the root word.” I went on.

For the rest of class, I drowned on about vocabulary, something I have to talk about being as it a core curriculum that every English teacher in the department needs to cover. Towards the end of the long spheil, everyone had glossed over eyed and kept glancing at the clock above my head. Everyone except Maddison.

She was the only one paying close attention still, even the over achievers had tuned out. She stared at me with her chin resting on her hands as her elbows rested on the table. She had a sort of lost dreamy look to her. I couldn’t tell if she was day dreaming or actually paying attention, her eyes followed me like a hawk.

When the bell finally rang even I wanted to bolt out of the class by how bored I was. I walked back over to my desk and started gathering my things. As usual, Maddison took her time.

“Thanks for the better grade.” She said.

“I’m sorry if I’m being too hard on you. I just feel like you can do better. I know you understand the material, probably better than anyone else in this class. If you would just apply yourself, I’m sure you could easily ace this class.” I said.

“I guess I just get bored. I’ll try harder.”

“Trust me I get bored too. This shit is a snooze fest. Shit! fuck. I mean sorry.” I cringed at my own cursing.

“It’s okay. I won’t tell.” She giggled.

“Thanks, now get out of here, and remember what I said earlier.” I said.

“I will, tomorrow it will be a whole new me.” she smiled before skipping out.

“Knock, knock.” E.J said as soon as she was gone.

“Hey, ugh babe, save me from my own boring class.” I whined.

“I don’t know if I can help with that, but I might be able to help with other things.” He teased walking closer to me.

“I’m listening.” I smiled.

He smashed our lips together, hard and rough, just like he always does. I moaned into his mouth. He smelled like car oil, and the outside, but it worked for him. It just made me want him even more.

He grabbed me by my thighs and hoisted me up, sitting me on my desk. I ran my hands over his chiseled face. His hands ran up my shirt, he started unbuttoning it, I went for his belt.

Someone cleared their throat and we quickly jolted apart. It was Maddison. I had to cover my myself being as my shirt was already undone.

“M-Maddison, I thought you left already.” I stammered.

“I think I left a book in here, sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt.” She fidgeted.

“Actually I should get going, see you later?” E.J asked.

“Call me.” I said.

He kissed me on the cheek, fixing his pants on the way out.

I sighed and started to rebutton my shirt. Maddison walked over to her desk and on the floor beneath it was a book.

“Can we keep this between us, the last thing I need is for my mom to find out I’m messing around on the job.” I snorted to myself, imagining her fury.

“Of course.” Maddison walked over to me.

My shirt was unevenly buttoned, and she slowly unbuttoned it to fix it. I watched her delicate hands work to undo each button. My heart skipped a beat when her skin grazed my own. For a second she let my shirt hang open. She’s standing too close.

I could hardly control my heavy breathing. I felt like some pervert for being turned on by this. What is it with Maddison? Maybe it’s because she always catches me at a bad time, god I wish E.J was here to finish what he started.

Her hands worked slowly as she buttoned each button one at a time, her fingers occasionally grazing my skin.

“Your really pretty,” she said in a throaty whisper.

“Thank you,” I said equally as raspy.

I swallowed loudly when she reached my breast. She acted like she was gathering the fabric of the shirt, but really she just wanted to feel my breast. My nipples were rock hard. Her thumb grazed them, pushing down ever so slightly. Then she finished what she started and buttoned up my shirt.

I took a step back.

“Um, Thanks. This stays between us right?”

“Anything for you Ms. A.” as she said that her eyes scanned my body as if she were once again undressing me, except not just my shirt this time.

“Well better get going, I am sure you have homework that needs doing.”

“Right, see you tomorrow.”

I nodded.

She smiled and once again winked at me before she left.

I drove home all hot and bothered.

“Babe, you coming over?” I called E.J

“Can’t, sorry, My dad called he wants me to have dinner with him. You know I can’t say no to my pops. Rain check?”

“Ugh, fine, but you owe me.” I pouted.

“I’ll be sure to pay you back in full next time I see you.” he teased.

“You better.” I pouted before hanging up on him.

I laid in bed and stared at the ceiling. Before I knew it my hand was down my skirt. I closed my eyes and let out a throaty moan.

I could see Maddison doing the same in her own bed. Teasing herself through her thong. Mmm, that pink lacy thong. Wait what the fuck? Stop! This is so wrong. Why do I keep, ugh! This is all E.J’s fault.

Do I even like girls? I’ve only ever fooled around once, freshmen year of college at a drunken party, and it was a bad experience. I found out then just exactly how straight I am, but now… This is so weird, what is wrong with me? Why does this keep happening?

It’s because she’s such a fucking tease! Showing off that ass, too tight jeans letting me see that thong. Mmm. Fuck.

Those precious pouty lips. I know lewd thoughts are going through her head. Emm. Yes. This feels good. Emm, fuck. I bet she squeezes those cute little perky breasts every time she masturbates. I bet she moans out loud, calling someone’s name.

“Fuck Maddison.” I moaned out loud.

Ms. A., she moans. No, she whimpers, so turned on that only I could satisfy her craving. I can feel her hand run up my thigh, yes. Right there. oh fuck. She is squeezing my ass.

“Ah! Maddison!” my body shakes as I orgasm.

I snap my eyes open. I did it again. What the hell?

Maybe I’m bi-curious. Maybe I need a girl to hook-up with.

My chest heaves as I lay on the bed, my hand still in my snatch. My other hand squeezing my breast through my shirt. I am a hot mess.

“Fuck! What the fuck!” I shout, my voice echoing off the walls.

I quickly get up.

I need a cold shower.