Disclaimer: Fifty Shades of Grey is the original work of E.L. James. I do not own any rights to the story!
"Miss Grey, your test back." My English teacher Mr. Blumm says smiling at me as he hands me my paper back. Holy fuck he's hot! I can't help but think as I smile back at him and make sure my hand brushes his as I take the proffered test.
I turn the paper over and see the words Good Job on the Essay! Beautiful. My heart jumps a little because I think the beautiful part is an endearment, but then realize he was saying my essay was beautiful. I roll my eyes at my own stupidity.
"Wow Fe how do you always manage to get such good grades on these damn tests. I swear he's testing us at a college level even though we're only high school students." My boyfriend Alex says.
"No honey he's not…he just realizes that most of us are at a 12th grade reading level where we should be." I laugh, and grab his hands.
He playfully glares at me, but squeezes my hand lightly. "You'll pay for that one later." He says, offering up the sweetest promise.
Yes I admit it! I am dating the hottest guy in school, yet I still have wild sexual fantasies about my English teacher. Then again I don't know a single girl in school who doesn't fantasize about Cavin Blumm.
He is beyond sexy, and only 23 years old. His jet black hair is always in perfect disarray, and his blue eyes are to die for. He has the body of a super model, but the innocence of a small town English teacher, even though he teaches in Seattle at one of the most exclusive private schools there is.
Many girls have tried to have their way with him, but as far as I know he's let them know in a very mature way that there is no way he would partake in a sexual relationship with not just a minor, but a student of his as well.
That didn't stop every girl in his classes from daydreaming about him taking them over a desk every day. It's a wonder anyone gets any work done when they're around him.
I on the other hand am under some kind of delusion, thinking that if I just get a good enough grade, and write my little heart out, he'll decide one day to lay me over his desk and pound me like the dirty little school girl I am.
"Now I'm sure this comes as no shock to anyone, as I've mentioned it multiple times, but you short story is due next week. Remember that this story is worth half of your midterm grade, which is worth 30 percent of your overall grade. Late work will not be accepted, so you want to get this in on time." Mr. Blumm says for the hundredth time.
"Also remember that this story is for my eyes only, so you may write about whatever it is that moves you! I will not judge you based on what your story is about, but rather the structure of the story itself, the content, the heart that goes into it. So please there is no excuse as to why you cannot get this done!
"If you are having trouble coming up with something, or have hit a road block please come and see me! We can throw some ideas around and see if there's any way we can get you around that wall. Make an appointment with me though before you just show up so I can ensure that we have plenty of time to come up with viable ideas."
I think about my story, and the one main problem I'm having with it.
"Hey babe I know I promised that I would come over and help you study for the math quiz, but I really need to talk to Mr. Blumm about my story, and if there's any way I can see him after school today I am gonna take it." I tell my boyfriend.
"Alright babe, but as soon as you're done here I want you over at my house." He says quietly and seductively, making me shiver in anticipation.
The bell rings then dismissing class for lunch, and everyone rushes out of the room. I stay behind to schedule my appointment with Mr. Sexy Pants.
"Mr. Blumm?" I ask shyly as I approach him.
"Please Phoebe. You only have to call me Mr. Blumm between the hour of 10am and 12pm. The rest of the time you can call me Cavin. Though don't tell the other students…or teachers for that matter."
I laugh and say, "So why call you Cavin at all?"
"Because Phoebe you've proved to me that you are a mature woman and can handle more than just a student-teacher relationship with me. Outside of class think of me as a friendly acquaintance."
"Alright Cavin it is then."
"What can I do for you?" He asks.
"Well I'm having a little bit of difficulty with my short story."
"You?"
I blush, and nod. "For some reason it's just not working, most of it I can figure out myself but there is one problem that needs fixing that I can't seem to find a solution for."
"Well I'm sure that with the two of us working together we'll figure something out. How about you come in tonight directly after school, and we'll try and find a resolution."
"That sounds perfect. Thank you Cavin." I say smiling.
"You're welcome Phoebe." He replies, and as I turn away I think I see him wink at me, but I can't be positive.
"Hey Phebs did you get that appointment set up?" Alex asks as I approach the table for lunch.
"Yep right after school today, but don't worry as soon as I'm done here I'll come straight over to your house." I whisper in his ear.
"Mmmm I don't know if I can wait that long." He says quietly. "Let's just go to my house for lunch. My parents are both at work, so we won't even have to worry about being quiet."
I nod, and follow him out to his car. The drive over to his house is quiet and full of anticipation. Spending two hours in a classroom with Cavin really gets me hot and bothered and this isn't the first time we've had to go to Alex's house to relieve some of that tension.
As soon as we get to his house we hastily make our way up to his room where we quickly strip and fall into bed.
"Oh fuck Fe you're already so wet!" Alex moans as he reaches down to play with me. All I can do is moan and let the sensations take over my body.
"I want to taste you baby." He says as he trails kisses down my throat, over my breasts making sure to stop on each one and give the nipple a teasing lick, across my stomach and finally plants one on my clit.
"Oh baby don't stop!" I moan loudly.
"I don't plan to baby, not until my bed is soaked with your cum!" He exclaims before he buries his tongue in my slit, flicking it back and forth.
"OH FUCK!" I scream as the muscles deep in my belly clench.
Alex is relentless circling my clit over and over again. I buck my hips up to his lips, increasing the pressure of his tongue. He sucks it into his mouth and nibbles on it lightly.
"Oh baby, that feels so fucking good!" I moan grabbing a fistful of his hair and pushing his head into my pussy.
He alternates between licking and nipping and soon my orgasm is building, he clenches the tops of my thighs hard and bites down on my while sucking and it pushes me over the edge. I cum violently, squirting my juices into his mouth.
"Damn baby, do you know how hot it is that you squirt." Alex smiles wiping the mess off his face.
I just smile back at him in my post coital bliss. He gives me a moment to come down from my high, then pulls me on top of him, where I immediately attack his mouth with mine.
"Fuck I needed this." I whisper, and sink down onto his dick slowly. Moaning at the delicious fullness of him.
"Me too baby!" He breaths as I begin bouncing on him. "Fuck did I need this!" He grabs my waist and increases my momentum. I'm riding him hard and fast and moaning loudly.
"Fuck yeah baby this feels so good! Pound your little slut, show her who's boss!" I scream as he begins thrusting into me, the wonderful sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room.
"Yeah that's right bitch, you're my little slut, and don't forget it. I own this pussy." He begins to rub my clit, and my orgasm starts to build.
"Are you gonna cum for me baby? Are you gonna soak me with your juices? I want to wear you cum for the rest of the day baby, so come on baby."
His words push me over the edge and I squirt my juices all over his dick, and up his torso. He stills inside me as he too reaches his orgasm, and breaths out my name.
I'm completely spent after having two powerful orgasms, and I collapse onto his wet torso. Trying to get my breathing under control I close my eyes and focus on nothing else but the sound of his erratic heartbeat under my ear.
"I love it when you get off multiple times." He says happily.
"Mmmm me too." I smile back, and kiss him. "I would love to get off a third time, but I have a feeling if we do that we'll be late, so we better get dressed and head back to school."
Alex nods and sits us both up. I'm still straddling him, so I take the opportunity to rub myself against him. He moans as his eyes roll into the back of his head. I giggle and kiss his lips before hoping up off him.
"Tease!" He calls as I gather my clothes and run into the bathroom to fix myself up.
On our way back to the school I check my phone, and find that I have a missed call, and a voicemail from my mom. I listen to her message saying that her and my father have some fancy benefit to go to tonight in Portland, and Teddy is going to stay with his girlfriend, so I'll be the only one home. She tells me to behave, and that she loves me before the message ends. I smile happily.
"So I'm gonna have the house to myself tonight." I tell Alex.
"Hmmm does that mean we get to study at your place?"
"All. Night. Long." I say, making sure he understands exactly what it is I plan on doing tonight.
"What about your meeting with Mr. Blumm?" Alex asks.
"I'll come pick you up when it's over. It'll look less suspicious that way."
He nods in agreement, and I see a sly smile cross his face. Oh goody tonight is going to be fun.
We pull up in the parking lot, with fifteen minutes to spare. I can see Mr. Blumm standing, and talking to another teacher as Alex and I get out of the car. Alex grabs my hand and we begin walking back to the school, and Mr. Blumm's eyes narrow. I ignore it, because we aren't breaking any of the PDA rules, and keep walking.
"Miss Grey I will still be seeing you this afternoon to discuss your paper correct?" He asks as we pass him.
"Yep!" I say brightly at him and flash him a huge smile. The sex has put me in a good mood, and I feel extra flirty.
"Very well, have a good rest of your day." He smiles back, and Just as I pass him I see him wink at me. It happens so fast that I don't know if I am just imagining it, but I don't think I am.
"I think someone has an indecent crush." Alex whispers in my ear.
"I do not!" I exclaim as my face turns beat red.
He begins to laugh, and says, "I wasn't talking about you babe. I meant Mr. Blumm. He totally was staring at your ass just a second ago."
"Haha Alex very funny." I say sarcastically, but inside I'm doing a happy dance.
He pokes my side, but lets the subject drop. I know that Alex knows that I have a tiny crush on Cavin, but I think if he knew the true extent of it he would be a little bit disappointed.
My next period class is Spanish, and it's the one class I don't have with Alex. I despise Spanish, and the bitch who teaches it. So instead of doing my assignment for the day I spend time fixing my essay up so I can hand it to Mr. Blumm without being embarrassed of my somewhat sloppy rough draft.
"Miss Grey please will you tell me your name and what you like and dislike. En espanol por favor."
"Hola me llamo Phoebe. Me gusta jugar beisbol y tambien a bailar. No me gusta espanol y tambien no me gusta futbol."
"muy bueno phoebe, ¿por qué no te gusta el fútbol?"
"Porque es aburrido."
"Lo siento, pero no estoy de acuerdo."
"no hay necesidad, es mi opinion." I feel like smirking at her, because she honestly thought that I would not be able to hold my own. I had been speaking Spanish since I learned English pretty much. My father felt it was necessary that both my brother and I know a foreign language.
"muy bueno phoebe."
"Gracias." I say with a smile on my face, and she continues to ramble on about conjugating, and I laugh because she's doing it all wrong.
Finally the bell rings and I'm off to my last class of the day. It's an art class so it passes by quickly which is good because I'm anxious for my meeting with Mr. Blumm.
As soon as the bell dismissing us rings I kiss Alex and rush of to Cavin's classroom. Part of me wants to text Alex's theory about his indecent crush, and the other part is just anxious to be in his presence again. It's an overwhelming feeling, but one that I can't get enough of.
I knock on his closed classroom door, and his voice sounds from the other side.
"Come in please Phoebe."
Alright guys there you have it. The first chapter of an extended project that I will be working on. Hope you enjoyed it. I know it's short, I'm just testing the waters to see how you will like it. Also I hope that I did alright with that small part that was in Spanish. I did it mostly from memory, and it's been awhile since I took Spanish. If you want to know what they said let me know. It's not really important to the story line though. Thanks for reading and let me know what you think.