Asher's POV
I'm at home writing this paper for Ms. Valencia's class. She seems to like everything I write. Which is good I guess. It's been two months and so far I'm doing the impossible and that's passing her class.
I hear groans and whines every time people get their work back, but I can't help but smile not because I like seeing them fail, I'm not that horrible, but because I get to be close to Ms. Valencia when she hands me the paper and whenever she compliments me with her sexy ass voice.
I will admit I have a little crush on her, maybe more but we wouldn't want that. She's my teacher and I'm her student.
But other than my admiration for her beauty, I cannot help but feel that this whole mean demeanor is a charade. Her being strict and a devil, or whatever bad things students call her. I can see it in her eyes that's not who she is.
I want to know her.
Who she really is and what's behind the mask she is wearing.
On the first day of school in my writing, I explained how I am intersexual and that I don't think I can find someone who is going to accept me for who I am.
She wrote me a little note saying she understands what it's like to be different and having a fear of not being accepted.
She of course didn't go into details but the fact that she understands how I feel just makes me feel things for her that I should not feel.
She yells at us but I can see through that. I know she has a sweet spot in her. I just want to be the one to find it but of course, she's not going to let me in that easily. I mean I am a student after all.
What could I possibly do for her?
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I finished the paper and I decided to type it. My handwriting was neat but I was too lazy to start over when I made mistakes. So I just crossed them out and continued writing. My paper looked sloppy from the mistakes. I wouldn't dare turn this to her.
I think being in her class has made me a perfectionist. I don't want to turn in anything to her that isn't up to her standards.
That would kill me if I were to get a bad grade on something in her class.
I would just feel like I let her down.
I opened pages on my MacBook and I started typing away. I was fast at typing, so the four pages I wrote will only take me about half an hour to type. That is if I don't get distracted which knowing me, I might.
There was a knock on my door and I sighed. Great here's distraction number one.
"Come in" I said looking at my paper for the next sentence and continued typing.
I heard my door creak open.
"Sis..." I heard my little brother Jasper said. I smiled hearing his voice. I loved my brother so much. He's the only person that makes me think that laugh might not be so bad.
"Yeah, bud?" I looked over at him.
"Can I play Call of Duty?" he asked nicely with his dog-like eyes that you can never say no to. I nodded to tell him yes.
"Sure just don't have it too loud. You know mom doesn't like you playing video games this late. Especially violent ones"
He nodded and smiled excitedly whilst dashing towards the door to close it. He got the controller turning it on and got on my bed.
I looked back at my paper and continued typing once I saw he was comfortable.
Surprisingly the sounds of guns going off and my brother groaning every time he dies didn't distract me.
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Pretty soon I was finished with my paper. I printed it out, stood up, and walked out of my room and I went to my dad's office where the printer is.
I got my papers and I came back into my room shutting the door. I stapled them together and put them in my Poetry and Creative Writing folder and put the folder inside my bag.
"Okay bud, one more round, and then we both have to go to bed" Seeing as it was almost 10:00 pm.
"You play this last round with me?" He asked and I nodded, grabbing the other controller and turning it on.
"Let's go to my favorite board" I said and he smiled his handsome smile.
He clicked on the freight board. This board had train carts you could hide behind and two teams meet in the middle where there's a railroad track with two trains on it.
I don't know why I love this board, I just seem to get a lot of kills on it.
The game started and we started playing.
I watched as my little ten-year-old brother was getting multiple kills.
"Nice bud, You've gotten good" I said smiling.
"I learned from the best" He replied cheekily.
"Hell yeah you did!" I ruffled his hair and we kept playing.
"oooh! I got a dog" He said excitedly. I chuckled and we kept the play.
"FUCK" I mumbled as I got killed.
I watched the replay of who killed me. Motherfucker will pay for killing me and my killstreak.
"I'm coming for that ass" I bit my lip as I went to find him. Biting my lip was something I did when I concentrated.
What's funny is that Jasper does it too, but neither of our parents does it.
"Shit" I heard him mumble.
"Hey watch it kid" I assuming that he thought I didn't hear him, I glared.
"But you always say it" He said and I shrugged continuing my gameplay.
"I'm older than you and I am an adult"
"Almost. You aren't yet. Eighteen is still a teen, it has the word teen in it but if you turn twenty then you're officially an adult. So if you get to curse then I get too" I rolled my eyes and I set my sentry gun up.
"Fine, I'll stop until I'm twenty. You can't cuss again until you are twenty" I said and he nodded
"Deal" I smiled as we kept playing.
when the game ended I smirked.
"Hell yeah! 65 kills, 3 deaths, and 20 assists" I said and Jasper looked at me.
"What?" I questioned.
"You just cussed"
"Damn did I?" I asked and he chuckled
"You just did it again"
"Shit, I'm sorry" I said and groaned realizing I cussed again. He just chuckled
"Okay fine... just don't let mom and dad hear you cuss okay?" I said. He nodded and he hugged me.
"Night Sis" he said getting off my bed.
Night Jasper" I said as he left the room. I turned my Xbox off and I turned on the tv. I just put it on a random channel.
I didn't like sleeping in the dark. I turned over and fell asleep almost immediately.
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DREAM
"Ms. Clayton... We shouldn't be doing this" She bit her lip while I picked her up and sat her on her desk.
"I know you want me" I lifted her skirt up and pulled her thong down.
She shook her head and smirked, unbuttoning my pants and pulling them with my underwear down.
"Fuck, Ms. Clayton" She said as soon as her hands touch my hard d**k.
"Is this for me?" She asked.
"Only for you"
"Then let me feel how much you appreciate me baby" I groaned and pushed inside of her. I moaned feeling her warmth surround my dick.
"Fuck you're nice and tight" I grabbed her hips and looked directly at her feline eyes asking for consent to move. She smiled and nodded, wrapping her hands around my neck and interlocking her legs around my waist.
"It's all for you" She said seductively as she went closer to my ear.
"It. better. be." I growled sounding possessive and started pounding into her.
"Oh Fuck!" she screamed
"Shhh baby... someone will hear us" I said and kept going. Keeping my thrust at a fast and hard pace.
"Hmm sorry. You just feel so good... fuck yes!" She moaned again
"Damn it" I moaned since I was close already. She probably didn't know that it was my first time and of course, I was going to cum quickly.
Right when I was about to let go there was a knock on the door. I groaned frustrated but just kept going.
"I'm about to cum" I warned her. She moaned and wrapped her legs tighter around my waist.
"Asher Clayton get up right now!" She yelled, but only it wasn't her voice...
It was my mother's.
"Asher now!" she yelled again.
I opened my eyes, sitting up. of course, it was just a dream. I heard my alarm going off and also my mother knocking on my door.
"Asher!" My mother yelled.
"I'm up!" I yelled back.
I wouldn't usually yell at my mother but I'm frustrated right now. I looked down at my crotch to see that I was extremely hard. To the point that it was hurting.
Great, she was haunting my thoughts and now my dreams. Fuck that is one extraordinary woman.
I turned my alarm off and I grabbed my towel and my clothes for the day. I went to the bathroom and took a shower, a cold, cold getting ready for school.
I went back into my room grabbing my bag and phone and went downstairs. It was me who takes Jasper to school in the morning and he takes the bus home.
I saw the time was 7:35 and he had to be at school at 8. We didn't have time to eat breakfast. Damn the dream was so good it caused me to sleep a bit.
"Jasper... Come on we can stop and get breakfast on the way" I said and he nodded grabbing his jacket and book bag.
We said bye to our mom. Our dad was the sheriff so he left for work before we woke up. We got in my yellow bug and I drove to McDonald's to get us breakfast, good thing there wasn't any line at the drive-thru. We ate as I drove. I got to his school and parked. Two minutes to spare.
"Okay Sis and have a good day" He got out of the car.
"Love You Sis" I smiled
"Love you too bud" I said and when we got in the school I drove off. I had to be at school by 8:30 so I was usually there early.
When I got to school it was 8:15. I got out grabbing the trash, my bag, and my phone. I locked my car and walked into the school. I threw the trash away and made my way to room 23. I smiled as I walked in.
Ms. Valencia was reading something, she was so fucking beautiful with her reading glasses on. I swear to god the models right now better be thankful she didn't choose to be a model or they won't have a job anymore.
"Good morning Ms. Valencia" I walked to my usual seat.
"Good morning to you too Ms. Clayton, early as usual" She looking up at me and I couldn't help but smile again.
"Yeah..." I said and played with my fingers a bit. I had to distract myself. If I didn't I would be staring at her and drooling like an idiot.
"I'm assuming you did your homework last night," she said still looking at me. I looked up at her and met her gaze.
"Of course" I bit my lip. She smiled softly and nodded.
"Good" My jaw almost fell to the floor when I saw her smile. It's been two months and I have never seen her smile before. It was beautiful.
"Is there something on my face Ms. Clayton?" She raised a brow. She stood up and walked over to me.
"No...I..Uhh..No ma'am" I shaking my head. Fuck now I can't speak.
The closer she got the more nervous I felt. I held my thighs tightly together as my dream from last started playing in my head. I wonder if her moans really sound like that.
She leaned over the front of my desk and my eyes immediately went to her cleavage. From this angle, I can see the red lace of her bra.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!
FUCK ME!
"You seem really nervous Ms. Clayton" Even though I wasn't looking at her face I could tell she was smirking.
"I..I'm n-not nervous, why would I be nervous?" I bit my lip.
Calm down Clayton
"Mm... I don't know you tell me" I looked up at her.
Her face was so close to mine. Our noses were almost touching. I could smell the soft fragrance she gave off. The smell of fresh strawberries. I swallowed and held my thighs tighter together. I could feel my jun-jun rising and right now was definitely not the time.
Then suddenly the bell rang and she sat up and started walking back to her desk and students started filling in.
What the fuck was that about??