Chapter 1
I brushed out my long, strawberry-blonde hair and then applied my daily makeup routine before heading downstairs to the kitchen.
“Morning, sweetie,” Dad greeted behind the paper as I poured coffee into my takeaway mug on the counter.
“Morning, dad,” I replied and walked over and kissed his cheek, “I’m running late, but I will see you after school,” I said as I grabbed my keys from the table and went out front where my new car stood parked.
My pink mini cooper: a sweet 16th birthday gift from my dad.
I arrived at school just in time for history class, and I was excited since they had announced a new teacher for the course at the assembly yesterday.
“Hey, Evelyn,” Jessie greeted me as I sat beside her. “Hey,” I replied and rolled my eyes inwards.
Jessie had to be the most annoying person in the world, and she had lately been following me around like a dog.
“Are you excited about our new teacher: I heard someone say he is young and super hot!” She whispered, and I shrugged. “I just got here, so no, but how young are we talking?” I replied, and she suddenly had all my attention. This school needed a little eye candy.
“Like in his twenties...” Jessie’s eyes suddenly widened as she looked past me, and I moved my focus ahead and saw a young, very sexy man placing a portfolio on the desk before the board.
“Hello, my name is Mr. Hunt, and I am your new history teacher,” he announced loudly, and the whole classroom went silent.
He had a dark brown hairstyle in a messy undercut, and his green eyes were framed with thick, black lashes.
My eyes wandered over his symmetrical facial features: a narrowed nose above a pair of very kissable lips.
His broad jawline and muscular neck.
And a slim yet muscular body that was hinting underneath his suit.
He began talking, but I could not hear a single word of what he was saying.
My eyes followed his broad gestures, and I felt a tingling sensation between my legs as he got more worked up over something, raging with passion.
I was in hypnosis, where all my senses were brought to life. My core was throbbing, and I had to press my thighs together to keep my wetness in place.
“I want you to read chapter one to three until Friday and be prepared for a quiz. That’s all for today,” Mr. Hunt said as I returned to reality.
“God, his hot,” Jessie mumbled as she stood beside me. “Yeah, very,” I replied and left the room.
I hurried into the toilets and locked myself into one of the stalls before I pulled up my skirt, and I pulled down my panties.
I saw a big, wet, sticky stain on the crotch area. Oh, god. I took a piece of paper and wiped it over my vulva, and I continued to wipe as more wetness came. My core was throbbing, and I soon rubbed my fingers over my clit as I pressed a finger inside me.
What the hell has gotten into me?
I clenched my jaw as I got myself more worked up, picturing Mr. Hunt in the stall with me. His fingers were all over my core, kissing my neck...
I closed my eyes, and then I brought myself over the edge.
Oh, my. I stumbled out of the stall and washed my hands, feeling dizzy. Sure, I had touched myself before, but never like this.
I ditched the rest of the school day and went home, determined to find out everything I could about Mr. Hunt.
