Hello all my sexy cougars! Nice to see you back. Are you ready for the story to begin? That prologue was just a taste, the smallest sample of things to cum... But, all stories have to begin somewhere, and that's what's waiting below for your reading pleasure. The response to the prologue was just amazing and blew my mind. I know I didn't respond to the reviews, and I do have my reasons (family - two kids, one of which is in and out of the doctor a lot seeing specialists; work - I work third shift; and life in general). Know that I do read every single review and I cherish them greatly. But, as time is short in my world, given the option of replying or writing, I choose to write. I will try to respond to a few reviews each chapter, but cannot guarantee it. However, know that they are all cherished and spur me on to write more. And, TWC1, know that I have on an invisibility cloak and I'm standing over your shoulder right now reading your diary! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Ok, now, thanks go to preciousfairymom80 who is my beta pixie bitch! She sprinkles my chapters with her amazing fairy dust and makes them sparkle like a vampire's dick in the sun. But, she made me hold off on posting this chapter until I wrote and posted the epi's for two of my stories. This would have been in your boxes sooner but she made me wait to give it to you all. LOVE YOU CRYSTAL! *runs and hides while the cougars break out the pitchforks and torches*

Disclaimer: I'm not SM but I do have her initials!

Cougar Town Chapter 1

Moving back to Forks was a tough choice, but after my divorce from Jacob McCarty, and my options waning in Seattle, Forks seemed the logical place to go. When my dad informed me of the opening for an English teacher at Forks High, I submitted my resume and was immediately offered the position. Something tells me that my dad had a lot to do with that offer.

Emmett and I moved back the summer before his senior year. I know it was somewhat wrong to take him from all of his friends in Seattle, but there was no way I was letting him stay with his father, who relegated him to the staff at the house instead of taking care of him, himself. Jacob was too busy with his multiple car lots and vehicle shows and chauffeuring around his bimbo of the week to take any notice of Emmett.

During the divorce, I received a sizeable amount of money due to the lack of a prenup. Jacob was ten years my senior and we had only gotten married due to me becoming pregnant, oh and my dad holding a loaded shotgun as he demanded that Jacob make an honest woman of his daughter. So, a quickie wedding and a baby later, we tried to make it work, or at least I did. But then I heard the cheating rumors and began to notice Jacob around less and less.

Finally, when I caught him at work with his secretary, Leah, under his desk, her mouth around his dick, I took him to court and got half of everything, plus a sizeable alimony payment each month and child support. Due to this, I didn't need to work, but I loved teaching and it was something that kept my summers free for Emmett. While I was a young mother, I prided myself on being a good mother.

Even as I dated younger men, all over the age of twenty-one mind you, I still made Emmett my first priority, hence the move to Forks where I could keep him from his asshole father.

The day of my 'official' interview, I dressed in my navy, silk, sleeveless blouse and my black pinstripe skirt suit, pairing the ensemble with a pair of navy pumps. I told Emmett that I'd see him later and headed out the door. But, a mile from the house, the oil light came on and I pulled over at the first gas station I could find.

Now, I have never checked the oil in my car, not once, as Jacob made sure that my vehicle was always serviced at one of his lots, but they weren't near and I began the unwanted task of crawling under my hood while trying not to get dirty. However, my BMW X3 SUV wasn't conducive to having the oil checked by a short woman, even in heels. So, I slipped them off, thankful I wasn't wearing hose, and climbed up on the bumper, searching for a neon sign that might point the way to my oil checker thingy.

I was so lost in trying to find it, that I didn't realize I was slipping until I was falling backwards. But, instead of hitting the hard concrete, I fell into a warm, hard body, my breasts cupped in hands as I was caught.

My personal safety net gently set me on my feet, quickly releasing my tits, and I spun around, embarrassed as shit about being caught. But, before I could apologize, I was met with the thick chest of a handsome man in front of me. He had these vivid green eyes, shocking bronzey copper hair, and the perfect chiseled jaw, which was covered in a slight stubble shadow that matched his hair color. And boy was he fucking gorgeous.

"Oh, um, sorry," he apologized while he rubbed the back of his neck, revealing the bulging bicep that had been hidden under his plain white tee. I wanted to lick it. I could tell he was younger than I was, but I guessed him to be around twenty-two or twenty-three, well within my legal range.

"Oh, no problem. Thanks for catching me," I said, batting my eyelashes up at him as he towered over me.

"Not a problem, ma'am," he said in a velvety voice that caressed my cooch and made me want to jump him in the parking lot, public property be damned.

"Please, call me Bella," I replied, hating the whole ma'am thing, I wasn't that old.

"Pleased to meet you, I'm Edward," the bronze god in front of me said, extending his hand to shake mine.

He can be my Edward any time.

"Car trouble?" he asked, nodding at my open hood where I had just been scavenging.

"Um, yeah, kinda. My oil light is on and I don't know how to check it," I admitted bashfully. No woman of my age should go without knowing the basics about cars. I couldn't even change a flat tire, sadly.

Edward stifled a chuckle then offered to check it. I slipped back in my heels while he bent over my hood, but watching his muscles ripple beneath his shirt and jeans ensemble was a sight to be seen. However, his ass was the best sight of all, tight, young, and begging to be grabbed. My hand was reaching forward on its own towards the delicious ass before me, but Edward turned around right before I was about to grab and my hand ended up on his dick instead, which I noticed was quite large and already getting hard.

Flustered, I dropped my hand and my eyes as Edward blushed and stuttered before quickly turning and jogging inside. Mortified at my lack of restraint, I sat down in my driver's seat, head in my hands, and laughed at my actions. I was so lost in myself and my humiliation that I didn't realize that Edward was back, or that he had topped off my oil, until he shut my hood and walked over to my open door.

"So, um, I put a quart in but you might have an oil leak, which would explain why it was low. When was the last you had it checked?" Edward asked, acting like he was trying to ignore my blatant accidental dick instead of ass grab.

"Like a year ago, I think." Hell I didn't know! Jacob did all that but I hadn't seen him in like two years. Emmett had been dealing with it, hadn't he?

Edward's jaw dropped and his mouth was wide open; I wanted to shove my tongue in it, but held myself back. I had already made enough of an ass out of myself.

"Um, why don't you take it down to La Push, there's a shop there ran by Seth Clearwater. He'll do you right," Edward said and I made the mental note to check out the shop. But, more importantly, I wanted Edward to be the one to do me right, if there would be any doing.

"I'll check into that, and um, thanks, and I'm sorry for…you know…the whole your dick, my hand thing."

Edward turned even redder than his hair as I facepalmed myself for saying that. But, then I was shocked by Edward's sudden nearness as he began to gently pat my shoulder, like he was trying to console me. I slowly lifted my face from my hand and took in his concerned face as he leaned over me. His deep green eyes, furrowed thick brows, and unruly hair did me in, and before I knew it, I had my arms around his neck and my tongue down his throat.

He froze momentarily, but then slowly began to respond to my attack. Just when his hands settled on my outer thighs, we were interrupted by my phone ringing. I jumped and broke the kiss, turning and reaching for it. As I spied the caller ID, I started cursing.

"Shit! Fuck! I'm late! Sorry, Edward, and um, thanks, but I have to go, now!" I yelled as I twisted in my seat and buckled my seat belt, turning on my car as Edward stepped back, an odd expression on his face as he shut the door.

I rolled the window down and looked at him apologetically.

"I'm really sorry, but I have an appointment I have to get to. Thanks again, Edward, and maybe I'll see you again, soon."

"Um, yeah, you too, ma'am," Edward mumbled as he backed up from the car.

Feeling bad about molesting him and running, I pulled out a slip of paper and scribbled my number down on it, handing it out the window to him.

"It's Bella, not ma'am, and I definitely hope to see you soon."

With that, I drove off, leaving Edward in my rear view mirror as I booked it to the high school. Luckily the town was small and I already had the job so I didn't screw myself by trying to screw Edward. I was shown to my classroom and made a list of items I needed to pick up before the first day of school.

The following two weeks before school started were full of planning sessions, school shopping for Emmett, and going over my checklists to make sure I had everything in order. Open house was successful and I met a few of my students, but not all of them. Most seemed nice but there were a few that I could tell would be problematic later down the road. I'd have to rein them in before they could get too far out of control.

The morning of my first day of school, I awoke extra early to get ready, taking time to curl my hair into loose waves and pick out the perfect outfit, my knee length, black pencil skirt, a tailored, long sleeve, white blouse that accentuated my curves but in a woman-in-charge kind of way, and my black and white heeled Mary Jane's.

I looked like a hot librarian/teacher and couldn't wait to see if there were any other teachers that wanted to bend me over my desk. I was still all worked up over meeting and molesting Edward, and hadn't seen him since. I had been so out of it that I hadn't even taken notice of what he drove to car stalk him around town. And, my trusty vibrator bit the dust on me so I had a new one ordered, but it hadn't arrived yet.

I beat on Emmett's door as I passed by and yelled for him to not be late or I'd make sure he had detention. He mumbled back that he was up and getting ready, so I dashed downstairs, grabbed my travel coffee mug and filled it up, and headed out the door. I was one of the first teachers to arrive and headed straight to my classroom, my heels clicking the entire way.

Settling down at my desk, I idly sipped my coffee, waiting for the students to begin filtering in for the first day. I got the text books ready, placing one on each desk, arranged the stacks of papers that I would be using to test their knowledge before we began the semester, and was writing my name on the chalkboard when the first few students walked in.

My first three classes went amazingly well. I had been given a mix of junior and senior classes since the school was short on teachers, and was really enjoying both grades. Lunch came and went and the day flew by, until my last class that is. I was setting out the books for this class when I spun around and ran into one of my students. Looking up, I took in a familiar face and gasped.

There before me stood none other than Edward, backpack slung over his shoulder and a biology textbook in the crook of his arm. The same Edward I had molested in a gas station parking lot. And the same Edward I had been having wet dreams of. I. Was. Fucked!

So...whatcha think? Huh, huh, huh? Just wait and see what happens next. Will Bella keep Edward after class? Or will she give him peep shows when no one is looking? I'd love to know what you're thinking and don't forget to invite all of the other Twi Cougars to this story. It just might be their fantasy come true! Until next time...