Author's Notes: Thank you so much for favouriting this story, it really does mean a lot. I apologise for not updating this story for nearly a week, I've been busy looking after children all week. Once again thank you. Now, onto the story...
"Certainly Stephanie, what do you need help with?" Chris moved from the front of the desk, and sat down in the chair, pulling out a pen for pretence sake. As soon as the last student left the room, Steph walked to the door, closed it quietly and then locked it. The echoes of her high heeled shoes filled the room much like it did an hour ago as she walked slowly towards her teacher, her hips swaying with every step she took.
Chris' eyes didn't move off her flawless body, the pencil skirt clinging to her curves in all the right places, her breasts gently bouncing as she walked closer. He let her climb onto his lap once again and she ran her hand lightly across the fabric covering his crotch.
"Did you sort the problem out?" She whispered seductively in his ear, her hand still caressing the front of his jeans. Chris growled and pulled her hair out of the way, nibbling on her smooth neck. Stephanie wriggled as soon as his teeth nipped her skin which earned another growl from the man in front of her. "I take that as a –" Her sentence was cut off as Chris grabbed her hips roughly, making sure that the young lady couldn't try to ground her hips – or wriggle – against his body.
They traded nips, licks and kisses, with Chris' hands still on Stephanie's hips. He didn't want to lose complete control in the classroom even though she was doing a good job of making him lose most of his self–restraint there and then. Just as Chris was about to lick his way down her neck he saw a shadow next to the door in the corner of his eye.
"Steph," he breathed out heavily, moving his hands from her hips. He was answered with an 'Hmm' from her as she trailed her mouth along his strong, firm jaw line. "Someone's outside the door, Steph." Chris felt her body become stiff.
"What if they've saw us? What if they know? What if-" She put her head in her hands and began to sob. "I've got you into trouble! They'll fire you now, won't they?" Stephanie's sentences were becoming more and more incoherent, the tears getting the best of her. He stood up, holding Steph close to his body and placed her down on the floor feet first, rubbing her back in a soothing motion.
"Stephanie, I don't think they saw us so please stop worrying, darling." Chris kissed her cheek while sorting the collar of her white shirt out. He wiped the stray tears away with the pad of his thumb and smiled gently at her. "Grab your bag, fluff out your hair – or whatever you girls do, and forget about it." She nodded and grabbed her possessions off the desk.
Steph flicked her hair over her shoulder and kissed Chris on the cheek, whispering 'Sorry baby' in his ear. She unlocked the door and turned the knob holding her English books in hand. "Thank you, sir for helping me." Stephanie said and with that she left the classroom.
She's going to be the death of me, one day. Chris chuckled after thinking back to their recent antics. If she's like that now, I wonder what she'll be like in the bedroom... No, stop thinking like that! Take it slow. Take it easy. He chided himself. He raked a hand through his short blonde hair; he hadn't even kissed her yet. How I would like to.