You had always been the best student in Miss Windsor’s lessons. Never getting good grades but they weren’t failing. Miss Windsor would always comfort you if you got a lower grade. She had beautiful brown hair snd usually wore trousers and a white top.

The unfortunate thing was, you had a massive crush on her. Every lunch spent together, every gentle touch, every small hug.. she was perfect in your eyes. The big issue was you were 14 and she is 32… She would never choose You, she probably had men waiting at her feet!

But the crush got worse and worse… you seek her approval, love all the times she adjusts your glasses, every time you push her hands to you waist When your hugging. Oh god you just couldnt stop wanting her…

It was another normal lunch time, you had just finished talking about your struggles while she intently listened… you stuttered so much as had to ask if you were cold. After the chat, she stood up and pull uou into a soft hug.

“Oh baby… I’ll help you… it’s all okay..”

She whispered in your ears lovingly.