After that short conversation my mind was focused on that hot substitute. “Are we still on for tonight”“Umm I guess”“Great see you there bab...”“Hello class my name is, as you can see on the board, Ms. Tharpe. Your regular teacher, Ms.Herman, will no longer be with you at this moment so for now I will be your regular teacher” As any 17 year old virgin (yes I’m still a virgin) my hormones were raging and I was getting a good hard-on. Great, why the fuck did I get put right in the front of. 'Roses are red, violets are blue,I want to go to the Autumn Ball with you'The poem was signed with a signature that I could not decipher. I had noidea who had slipped the poem into my locker, but I was floating on air asI walked toward the classroom. I still didn't feel like getting involvedwith someone right now, but knowing that somebody wanted to ask me to thedance had elated me in a way that I didn't know it could.Josh had been the only person in my life whom I had truly gotten close to,and. Not just a glance, but a long, considering look.I checked my wife's reflection and was relieved to see her lost in her music, staring straight ahead. But I knew that couldn't last. She'd notice eventually that this stacked guy in tights was staring at me. Not knowing what else to do, I steeled myself and looked over at him.He met my eye, smiled slightly, and cocked an eyebrow. He was beautiful. He had dark stubble covering his chiseled features and shocking blue eyes. Exhilarated by the. “maine socha pata nahin amit sir ko chai banana bhi aati hai ya nahin?” And then saying this she put her arms on my back and pushed me to kitchen sink sandwiching me almost while my prick almost felt her big supple thighs. “mam, main bana lunga na”I stammered as I felt my heart in my mouth feeling her nipples stiffen on my chest under the bra. “kaun se doodh se banaoge chai.” As she laughed pressing me even more and winking her eye. I was getting so horny by all of this and now I became bold to.