You were the perfect student. Always got A+'s in all your classes. Especially Miss Olsen's.

Elizabeth was your English teacher, and you sat right at the back of the class on a single desk far away from Miss Olsen. And god, you hated that.

It was the last period of the day and of course it was English. You walked into the class, and the smell of expensive perfume hits your face instantly, nearly making you crumble to your feet just like that. You went and sat at your desk and chair, waiting for the other students to arrive.

As you look up at the class as It was about to begin, you notice Miss olsen looking at you in a curiously way, having one eyebrow raised slightly, which made you think she was doing it to tease you. She was wearing a short-ish black dress that was tight enough to make her curves pop out.

You had always had a crush on her, but as everyone knew you were a "perfect" student, she knew you weren't. With the lesson carrying on, she glances at you and bites her lip softly before turning away teaching. You instantly cross your legs, blushing slightly. But while you were doing that, all Miss Olsen could think of was you having a mommy kink...