Afterschool Kissing Sessions (student x teacher)

"Hey. Uhm, excuse me…" I looked up from the essay I was writing. A skinny, nerd-looking young man was standing in front of me. I looked up at him questioningly. "Could you help me with something, please?" he said almost inaudibly. I smiled as I stood up, "Sure." "I'm sorry to interrupt your work. It should be fast." He spoke awkwardly. I could tell his communication skills weren't that good. "No," I answered as I kept smiling, "it's okay." I followed the skinny guy into his classroom. He really looks like a lab rat, no wonder he's the chemistry teacher. "I'm James Wolff by the way." he forced an awkward smile. "Yeah, I know." "Oh, sorry. Are my student?" he suddenly fidgeted nervously, acting flustered. "No." I burst out laughing at his reaction. What a dork. "My friend, Alex, is your student." "Alex? Uhh...." He doesn't even know his students' names? How is this guy even a teacher? "She's in your senior class." No response came from him and he kept looking up, thinking. "Curly... light brown hair... short girl, wears glasses..." "Ohh, yeah, Alex." he answered as if he had known all along. I chuckled. "I'm Sam." He pressed his thin lips into a small smile, not knowing what to say. How awkward can this guy be? He gave me instructions and showed me what to do. I had to help him carry scales from his classroom to the Biology office. Once that was done, we went back to his room to organize beakers and other materials and see what was missing. I did everything gently and slowly, knowing how dangerous I am near glass objects. "So, here is a list of the things that should be in this classroom. Can you help me see what is missing?" he pointed at a stapled stack of papers. What a dork. Who makes a checklist of all their scientific instruments? I leaned onto his desk as he spoke, observing the list. Shortly after, I noticed an unevenness in his voice, trembling with fluster as he spoke. I looked up at him. He was clearly staring at my cleavage. His cheeks began turning into a pinkish shade and his eyes fought to look away. It's so obvious he's never been with a girl before. Such a lab rat. He then coughed, covering his mouth and asked, "So… why aren't you taking chemistry?" "It's just not my thing." I exhaled in a chortle. "Oh. What science do you take then?" he seemed disappointed, as if his only purpose in life was chemistry. "Physics." "Oh. That's nice." "Yeah." The familiar awkward silence filled up the room once again as we continued checking each item. "There, that's the last one." I said, "It's all here." "Okay." he looked glad. "Thank you very much." He forced a smile. I smiled and got up to leave. Once I reached the door, I decided to tease him, to see how a dork like him would react. I peeked behind me, noticing he was looking at my butt, since I was wearing extremely short shorts – though I know he was probably only looking at them since the principle forbids shorts of this length. But I decided to tease him anyways, seeing as he wasn't able to scold me. I turned my body to face him, "Mr. Wolff..." He looked up at me wide-eyed, becoming flustered once again. I smirked and walked closer to him, slowly and gracefully. Placing myself on his lap and grabbing onto his necktie, I whispered into his ear. "I noticed you looking at my cleavage too. You might want to take a picture, it will last longer." I scoffed. Mr. Wolff became flustered and his face burned red as he stuttered, "Ah, n-no... I-It's not..." I placed my index finger on his lips, shushing him as I drew nearer to kiss him. My glossy, strawberry flavored lips came in contact with his thin, mint scented kisser. He tried pulling apart, making it noticeable how weak he is. I kept pushing against him and bit his bottom lip until he opened his mouth, giving me entrance. I shoved my tongue in and embraced it with his. He kept struggling until I pulled apart and walked towards the door. I winked and smiled teasingly at him, "See you, Mr. Wolff." I said as I left the room in a twirl, going back to finish my essay.