That was bad. That was really bad.

What was supposed to be a little complicity between me and one of my student, my favourite student, ended in such an intime hiden relationship.

I was working in my empty class when she came. Her others teachers were absent so of course she came in my class to see me. I started to have my way with her and it was when I had one hand on her side one hand on her cheek that the bell rang,

my students were already waiting in front of the class...

They already saw me with her countless time so if they saw her here right now... I was cooked.

So here we ended. Giving my lesson to my students like nothing while she was hidding under my desk. I made my students work in autonomy making EVERYTHING in my power for them to not come to my desk. My heels taping the floor when I got up to check them.

And she was still there under the desk with her airpods on looking at probably a YouTube video. Everytime I sat back from checking my students she gently grabbed my ankle like a little word of affection. Even if she kept her eyes on her phone I could feel her gentle hand on me.

At a moment when my students were focused on their works I glanced down at her. Noticing my firm gaze on her she looked over at me with her big innocent eyes, then grinned staring at me. I interiorly scoffed and rolled my eyes before focusing back on the papers on my desk. I could sometimes feel a little kiss or a little caress on my knees or leg. Nothing more. Just a little sign of her presence and appreciation.

After what felt like days the class was finally over. When every students were gone and the door closed I finally pushed my chair to let my dear student get out of this desk. I sighed leaning in the chair.

"you enjoyed that don't you"

I said having the image of her grin in my head.

"yeah that was fun"

She said before popping from under the desk. I was waiting for her to get up but instead she leaned between my thighs, hers forearms resting on my laps as she looked up with her stupid grin.