The Teacher's Secret

Chapter two

-Alison-

“Alright my beautiful students…” I began.

“Aughm Ms., are you saying I am beautiful too?” Jade asked, the mischief evident in his twinkling eyes and his broad smile.

“No, Jade, you’re handsome, quite handsome,” I replied, happy that my complexion would not turn red so my blush was properly hidden. “Don’t you think so girls?”

A resounding but teasing no came from the girls as they erupted in laughter.

“Alright my beautiful and handsome students,” I resumed my earlier announcement, ”as you all know, we are going on break and I’d like to form a w******p group to keep in touch in case you have any queries about your history project. I will pass around a sheet of paper for your name and number.”

The bell rang and the students started streaming out of the classroom. I sat at my desk organizing it and preparing to leave. With my desk organized, I made my way to the small but adequate office attached to my classroom to freshen up and grab my personal belongings. Heading home to a lonely apartment was the last thing I wanted to do. Hopefully, Francine, my closest and quite frankly, my only friend, would be available to drop by. A soft knock brought me face to face with Jade and my heart raced just a little.

“Hi Ms. Would you like me to help you to put the w******p group together?” he asked.

“Aughm…sure. Why not?” I replied, a small part of me scared to be in this confined space with him.

We sat for a few minutes: I calling names and numbers while Jade entered them into my phone. When that was done, he formed the group and handed me my phone.

“We’re all done,” Jade said. “You owe me big time,” he chuckled.

“Is that so?” I smiled with a glimmer in my eyes. “Will that be cash or kind?”

“Hmmm, let’s see,” Jade said as he scratched his chin. “I’ll let you decide.” he finally answered.

“Ok. I’ll try to remember that,” I replied while picking up my jacket and tote.

“Would you like a ride home?” I enquired.

“Sure. Why not?” Jade accepted as he followed me out of the classroom and down the hall to the parking lot.

-Jade-

I purposefully walked behind her so that I could get a better view of how her modestly broad hips and shapely bottom filled out her skirt. I loved the way her ass seemed to roll as she walked. It was super sexy and I wondered what it would feel like to have her bend over her desk as I grabbed her ass and…

”What am I thinking?” Jade questioned himself. “She will never go for me.”

“And don’t you have a girlfriend, you little cheater?” my inner voice questioned.

As we drove along, I shared with Mrs. Clarke my plans for the History project. She liked my ideas and thought that I would get an excellent grade if I could pull it off.

“Jade, what is that cologne you’re wearing?” she abruptly queried.

I just loved the way my name sounded on her lips – so sexy.

“I’m not wearing cologne today,” I replied.

“Are you sure?” she asked. “Because I’m sure that I am not smelling myself,” Mrs. Clarke laughed. She looked so radiant when she laughed. I was happy I could make her laugh for I had seen how unhappy she had been.

I pulled out a bottle of cologne from my backpack and held it to her nose. “Is this what you’re smelling?” I asked.

“Nope,” she flatly replied.

“Well, this is what I usually wear so I don’t know,” I said.

By this time, she was pulling over at my gate.

“Bye Mrs. Clarke,” I said as I alighted from the vehicle. “Enjoy your break. Thanks for the ride.”

“It was my pleasure,” she replied. I groaned a little. She had no clue of the pleasure that she could get if she gave me the chance

“Enjoy your break too, Jade. And if you can’t be good, then be careful,” she joked.

“Sure thing Ms.,” I laughed.

-Alison-

I had hardly closed my apartment door behind me when my phone rang. It was Jade.

“Ms., can you come and get me please?”

I did not hesitate to think why Jade was asking me to come and get him. I immediately did an about turn and told him that I’d be there shortly. As I drove, I wondered if he was ok and where his parents were and if they were ok with him leaving the house when he had just come in. When I pulled up at Jade’s gate, he was standing outside leaning against a tree. He looked upset. As he opened the passenger side of the car and sat down, I asked “Are your parents home? Maybe I should…”

“No,” Jade interrupted. “I’m eighteen. I can do what I want. Just drive please.”

“Ok,” I responded as I pulled away from his gate. I knew exactly where to take him: a spot that overlooked the city.

Jade and I drove in silence. I did not bother to ask what the matter was; I was sure that he would say what was on his mind when he was ready. I parked the car, got out, opened the hatch of my Subaru and then invited him to sit with me. Jade did not sit, instead he began to pace, seemingly trying to find the right words to express himself.

“I don’t know how much longer I can stay in that house with him!” Jade yelled. “He’s driving me crazy! Another day, another argument. I’m so tired Ms. I’m so tired!”

I got up and came to stand beside him. I placed my hand on his arm and rubbed it up and down, trying to give him some comfort. God knows I could relate. Up to the time of his death, I and my father never got along. I had moved away to go to teachers’ college at eighteen and I could not have moved quickly enough.

“Ok, calm down a little and come sit with me,” I soothed and Jade obeyed.

“Look at me,” I said as I turned his face in my direction. “What is the matter? What happened?”

“I’d rather not talk about it but my father and I just don’t get along,” Jade replied as he squeezed the space between his brows.

 “Alright. Whatever it is, Jade, it is going to be alright. You will get beyond this,” I said.

Without even realizing it, I began to softly and slowly run my fingers over his perfect brows. Oh how I loved those brows! I loved the way how they curved naturally, how they…

Jade got up suddenly. “Don’t do that,” he said, his back turned to me.

“I’m so sorry Jade,” I responded. “I only want to make you feel better.”

Jade turned to face me. “No, I’m sorry. It’s just that I’m not used to anyone touching my face like that.”

He took my hands into his. The moment he did that, a sensation that I had never felt before shot through my body. It felt like someone had run electricity through me. I wondered if he had felt it too. His hands were damp - and soft - and I loved the way my hands fitted his. A while back I had noticed how long his fingers were and how he had nails that extended right up to the tip of his fingers. What would those fingers be like in her mouth – teasing her and turning her on?

He released my hands to step a little closer to envelop me in a warm embrace. And there was that scent again. I closed my eyes and drank in the intoxication. Surprisingly, I felt a jolt and then warmth in my most feminine part. I couldn’t recall a time when I had had that reaction to any man.

“Thanks for coming to get me,” Jade said. “I actually feel better.”

“Glad I could help,” I replied.

“Aughm…You said you were not wearing cologne, right?” I asked

“Yup,” Jade replied.

“Then I must be smelling you – as in your natural fragrance,” I said.

“Oh ok,” Jade said slowly looking a bit uncomfortable.

“No, no, no, Jade,” I laughed when I saw the look on his face. “It’s ok. You’re not stink.”

“If you say so,” Jade answered while trying to smell himself.

“So Jade,” I pried, “do you have a girlfriend? I know you must have more than one for you’re

 quite a looker,” I teased.

Jade laughed.

“Yes, I have a girl,” he replied. Bummer.

“Tell me about her,” I requested.

“I’d rather not. Maybe another time,” Jade answered.

Jade and I spent another few minutes cracking jokes and talking about nothing in particular. I loved the way he was easy to get along with and how he seemed to get all my corny jokes. I was quite happy for the reprieve, for I had had some rough months as I tried to deal with the end of my ten year old, childless marriage to Gary. Now that I had fallen in love with Jade, it was another thing to deal with. Suppose when it comes down to it, he flatly rejected me? It would crush me to my core and leave me devastated.

-Jade-

Spending time with Mrs. Clarke was too wonderful. I liked the way she had rushed to come and get me when I had asked her to without even questioning why I wanted her to come. To me that seemed like she actually cared about my well-being. I didn’t have many people in my life who I thought had my interest at heart and in my experience most people who gave anything, whether cash or kind, expected something in return. I would have to see if Mrs. Clarke was any different.

There were many times in our interaction tonight that I wanted to kiss her, to feel those moist lips on mine but I didn’t know how she would have reacted. Would I have gotten into trouble? And what was that I felt tonight when I held her hand? It felt as if my whole body had lit up. It seemed as if there was a gravitational pull between our hands. And the way she touched me…no one had ever touched me like that – not even Jessica…oh right, Jessica.

I took out my phone and immediately sent her a sexy message, guilt eating away at me.

  -Alison-

“Come on, Alison. You can’t be serious!” Francine, exclaimed.

I took another sip of my wine and stretched out even more in the sofa and pulled the throw over my legs.

“I’m very much serious,” I replied. “I’m in love - plain and simple,”

“But you just got divorced,” Francine retorted. “I thought you were giving yourself some time to heal.”

I sighed.

“Yes,” I replied. “And you know this divorce has been in the making for over two years. But this one is way out of the blue. I just wasn’t expecting this to happen to me.”

“So who is this mystery man with whom you have fallen in love?” Francine enquired.

“It’s not what you would expect,” I answered as I swung her legs over the side of the sofa and reached for more wine.

“You know you can…” Francine began but was interrupted by the ringing of her phone.

After listening for a little, she said, “Sure, I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

“Ok the hospital has called but we are not done Miss Lady. I want details, details, details,” Francine said as she hurriedly took her things and headed for the door.

“This little talk is not over,” she said as she closed the door behind her.

I sighed and snuggled up on the sofa. I pulled out my phone and stared longingly at a photo of Jade. I had candidly snapped him one day as he was about to leave the classroom. I smiled and traced the outline of his face, lingering a moment on his lips. I was sure that I wanted those lips in mine and on my body. This particular picture gave a clear outline of his squarish jawline which made him look so attractive.

What would he say if he knew I had fallen in love with him? Would he be disgusted at the thought of being with me, his teacher? I mused. Being a teacher for over nineteen years, I was a seasoned veteran. Both students and other teachers looked up to me. If anyone found out I was harboring feelings for my student, it would be quite a stink fest and my reputation would be ruined. But all of that did not matter to her. It was a risk worth taking.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as I thought of what Jade would be doing right this minute and if he was ok, since he had had a beef with his father. Should I give him a call? Naw, I thought. That might be a little weird.

I was surprised to hear a knock at my door. Then I thought maybe Francine had returned because she had forgotten something. I padded over to the door and Jade, not Francine, was standing there. His tall slender frame filled the doorway and his magnificent scent filled my nostrils. In the next second, I felt as if someone had come and sucked all the air away. I inhaled sharply. I was rooted to the spot. I could not believe that I was just thinking about him and there he was at my apartment. He was wearing a white tee which showed just how flat his stomach was and how slightly muscular his arms were. At the top of his tee, I could see a small amount of hair peeping out. With his tee he had on a ripped low riding jeans which accentuated his lean long legs. He looked super sexy and I was sure that if he just brushed against me I would have an orgasm.

“Jade!” I exclaimed. “What are you doing here?”

He did not reply. Instead, he stepped into my apartment and closed the door behind him. In all this time, he did not take his eyes off of me and I was becoming quite self-conscious in my little shorts and camisole. It would have been the first time Jade would have been seeing me in such a skimpy outfit. I swallowed as he gently pushed me up against the wall. He stood in front of me and framed my face with his large hands as he looked into my soul. He ran his thumb over my lower lip and then tilted my face towards his. My lips parted and my heart began racing. Where he had touched my lower lip was tingling and I instinctively bit it to help control my anticipation. I lifted my arms to place them around his neck but he took them and placed them above my head. By this time, warm moisture was pooling in my panties. I couldn’t bear to not have him take me then and there.

He leaned in closer and I could feel his warm breath against my face, his lips only a fraction of a millimeter away. A small groan escaped my lips.

“Do you want me to kiss you?” Jade whispered and I nodded my head.

“Tell me,” he said in a husky tone that seemed to rush through my body.

“Kiss me, Jade. Please,” I begged.

He moved towards my lips but did an abrupt turn and kissed me on my neck instead. Not being able to run my hands through his hair or pull him closer to me was driving me crazy. I needed him to be closer to me. I wanted to feel his body against mine. His lips moved up my neck to my ear and I heard a little whimper pass through my lips. He kissed my jawline and then nipped my chin before consuming my lips with his soft, plump lips. I thought my soul would jump from my body and merge with his to become one. I kissed him back forgetting that I was his teacher and he was my student…

The phone rang interrupting the sweetest dream I’d ever had. This was going to be a long night.