This is a request that was made to me by Dragonshadow97, who wanted to see an M-Rated Chris Griffin x Lana Lockhart story, and well, being a fan of that pairing, I am more than pleased to do this! So, sit back and relax as we get started on this!

Chris couldn't help but fantasize in school as he studied the most beautiful teacher he had ever seen in his life, teaching English and writing on the blackboard as his mind tended to wander. There was no doubt about it, the boy was so hopelessly in love that he would be more than willing than do anything to get Mrs. Lockhart to like him.

He couldn't help but stare at her beautiful body... her large breasts hidden behind the red Daisy Duke, the black skirt that really felt great on her hips, the nice black heels, and her beautiful eyes that blinked sexually as she was teaching English. Chris couldn't help but smile and listen to Mrs. Lockhart's every single word with added interest as she turned around and pulled out some papers from inside her shirt pocket as she handed them back.

"I graded your quizzes from yesterday. Most of you did well. Some of you, I think, can do better." Mrs. Lockhart said as she went over to Chris and bent over. "What do you see here, Chris?"

However, upon Mrs. Lockhart bending over, Chris's eyes widened as he noticed the two breasts right in front of him, along with the quiz paper that shown a large 'F' on it. Chris sheepishly said, "Two Ds and an F?"

Mrs. Lockhart's eyes widened as she heard some of the class snicker as Chris looked down in embarrassment. Mrs. Lockhart gave a frown as she turned towards Chris. "Chris, if I were you, I read the little note at the bottom of your quiz paper. I think you'll find it interesting."

As Mrs. Lockhart handed the quiz over to Chris, Chris examined the paper as he looked at the wrong answers and sighed, before reading the note.

'See me after school'.

The blonde haired boy gulped a little bit as he looked over at the teacher, his very hot teacher as he looked a little nervous. He had no one to blame but himself for paying more attention to the way his teacher moved her body and shook herself often instead of listening to her words. He gave a groan as he looked down, knowing that he would never get Mrs. Lockhart to like him the way he liked her...

Pretty soon, the end of the day rolled around as Chris was the only one left in the classroom, with Mrs. Lockhart nodding towards the last kid that was leaving. She then turned towards Chris as she walked over to him. "Chris Griffin, first of all, I just want to say this, I know that deep down, you have a smart brain. I just need you to do a little better, that's all..."

Chris looked down as he said, "Well, yeah. It's just... I've been so distracted lately and..."

"Exactly... how... were you distracted?" Mrs. Lockhart paused as she raised an eyebrow.

Chris blushed furiously. "Uh, it's a little... complicated, I don't think I ca- YOU'RE HOT!"

Chris covered his mouth in horror, realizing that he had said the wrong thing in front of her. Mrs. Lockhart put her hand over her mouth in surprise as she began blushing. The boy groaned as he held his head, knowing that he had just screwed his chances now...

"Chris Griffin..." Mrs. Lockhart crossed her arms. "I believe you need more than enough help... what you need is... a tutor."

Chris looked over at Mrs. Lockhart in confusion. "You're... not going to punish me?"

Mrs. Lockhart paused... before shaking her head. "In all honesty, I think you're kind of cute..."

Chris's eyes widened as Mrs. Lockhart gave a small smile. "Wait... you like me?"

"Chris, I can't bring myself to hate all my students... like I said, some of you, I think, can do better. I think it's settled. What you need is a tutor in English... and I'll be more than happy to be your tutor, if you like..." Mrs. Lockhart gave a wink towards the boy.

At this very moment, Chris couldn't help but look at his very hot teacher in surprise. He thought he would have to ask his father and mother advice about how to win her heart, but from the way she was acting, she seemed to be VERY interested in him. So, with an eager smile, Chris gave a nod.

Mrs. Lockhart couldn't help but give a grin. "How wonderful, Chris. We'll start by going to my place..."

Chris's eyes widened as he asked, "Are you sure your husband will be okay with me being here?"

"Husband?" Mrs. Lockhart raised an eyebrow. "Why Chris, I don't have a husband..."

Chris's eyes widened in confusion. "But, you're 'MRS.' Lockhart, aren't you?"

The blonde haired beauty snapped her fingers before giving a grin. "Don't worry, Chris. The Mrs. part of my name is only for creative purposes... in reality, I'm actually 'Miss' Lockhart."

"Oh..." Chris said, somewhat getting it as she got up and offered her hand.

"Well, come along, Chris, we should be going to my place." Miss Lockhart gave a small grin.

The boy nodded as he took the girl's hand and started to walk with her as Miss Lockhart turned to Chris. "Just one other thing, Chris. In this school, we are just teacher and student, nothing more, nothing less. BUT... outside of school, that label is off the table."

"What exactly do you mean?" Chris asked.

"Well, first of all..." Miss Lockhart gave a small smile as she leaned towards the boy's ear and whispered, "When we're out of school, I'll allow you to use my first name... it's Lana by the way."

"Lana... Lana Lockhart..." Chris mumbled to himself as he started to envision the girl he was walking with now, naked and winking her eye towards him. "I like that name..."

Lana Lockhart could only giggle a little as she and Chris went outside, about to head for her car...

Little did these two realize was that this little destined meeting was about to become a steamier mess...

And sorry for ending this first part short, but this is mainly just to set up the story and what's about to happen... of course, if you haven't figured it out yet, this story is going to be an AU to the episode 'Fast Times at Buddy Cianci Jr. High', and while my requester wanted to see six chapters of the story, I think ten chapters would more than suffice, because I want to tell this story even longer than it can be. For now, keep an eye on this. Until next time!