25 M looking for long-term detailed female role-player

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Teachers' Pet (closed for alisunderstorm)

Teachers Pet:

I'm a shy, compassionate, selfless, and polite 18 year old high school student and your star pupil for a since freshman year. You've been my favorite teacher and an adult that inspires me (with a possible deep affection for you). There's a mutual respect between us that has grown into somewhat of a friendship. Perhaps I've helped you with simple favors outside of school and you may have tutored and guided me, but our relationship has been completely professional and appropriate all this time. You are married after all. However, your life at home has been leaving you empty for some time now. Being the compassionate guy that I am, I try to lighten up your life as a friend. One day lines are crossed between us. Will this love story end in roses or tears?

I'm looking for a female (no preference in age) who spends a lot of time on here or communicates through yahoo chat. Also someone who is a detailed writer and can be seductive and multilayered. Please include if you're able to write for more than one character at a time. Private message me you're interested. Let me know if you'd like to hear my other role-play ideas.

I'd like this to be somewhat of a love story even if it doesn't start like one. At the very least our characters should fall in love and want to be together.

While you create your character, please include these details in your description as well as anything else I may have missed or that you think is important.

1) Do you have children?
2) What does your husband do for work?
3) What do you teach?
4) What's missing in your marriage? (Does your husband throw himself too much into his work and doesn't acknowledge your needs? Is he emotionally or physically unavailable? Is he a cheater? etc. Please don't chalk it up to 'he's lousy in bed.')
 
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Carlos was one of the first students through the door of Mrs. Chan’s room after the bell rang. He gave his teacher a bright smile upon seeing her which she returned. He was always one of her favorite students and he always looked forward to see her each year, especially after 2 years ago when he finally emancipated himself from his abusive mother. It was a very difficult time for Carlos, and Mrs. Chan was the only person who was there for him. She supported him and even helped him through the painful emancipation process. Carlos has been very fond of her ever since.

He sat in the only chair of the first row as an inside joke that only he and Mrs. Chan knew about when she dubbed Carlos as ‘teacher’s pet’. He gave her another bright smile to which she rolled her eyes playfully. The rest of the class pilled in and noise eventually died down once all the seats had butts in them except one in the second row behind Carlos.

Once the incomprehensible babble had ceased, Mrs. Chan did a half pirouette towards the board and very stylishly wrote her name to which the class found amusing. Mrs. Chan went on with her classic introduction to physics class that Carlos has heard every hear. He rolls his eyes innocently at her monologue. Truth is, she’d already put the fire and passion of science in him a couple years ago. It wasn’t hard. Mrs. Chan has an infectious enthusiasm about her that Carlos admired.

The classes attention was caught by the door slamming open and an out of breath student wandering in. Carlos was surprised to see that the person interrupting his education was non other than his childhood friend, Amy. She took the only seat left: The desk behind Carlos.​
 
Carlos doesn't turn around as Amy's backpack hitting the floor and then her light figure plopping herself in her seat. Amy and Carlos used to be best friends since they were kids. When Carlos' mom got violent with him he'd leave and call Amy's house from a payphone. Her parents would come get him and take him to there house for the night.

Carlos smile to himself remembering how before they were friends she used to follow him around the playground in 5th grade and how annoyed it made him. One time her scolded her for it and she ran away in tears. He felt terrible and apologized to her and they became friends. For the next two years they were inseparable, until Amy and her folks had to move and she was enrolled at another school. One day Amy called him in hysteria as she dropped the bomb.

Right before they sent off Carlos came to see her one last time. Seeing a 'For Sale' sign on there front yard broke his heart. The two kids held each other for what seemed like a lifetime as they cried. Despite how close they were they had never dated, and Carlos regretted that a lot in that moment. Just before she got into the car he cupped her cheek and kissed her on the lips.
Carlos watched them drive off and the moment that they were out of sight he collapsed in the front yard of there former home and broke down.
His best friend was gone.

Three years later Amy and her parents moved back into the neighborhood, back into there old house believe it or not. You would think that everything would have been back to the way it was, but sadly they never got reacquainted even though they were going to the same school. She had new friends, a bunch of bratty pothead girls--the type that used to make Amy gag. After that she didn't seem to have any time for Carlos. At least that's how he rationalized it. Even now, three years later, they've never spoken to each other. I hit Carlos like a ton of bricks as he sat in Mrs. Chan's class.

Carlos was as lost in thought as Amy until he started hearing Mrs. Chan repeat Amy's name.

'Amy!' she shouts. The room is silent and all eyes, including Carlos' are on Amy. She suddenly snaps back into reality. The first face that she see's is Carlos' and then she directs her attention to Mrs. Chan who was starring daggers through her.
 
Maria calls Amy's name again.

"Amy? Are you with us?" she asks the young girl.

She looks down her nose at the girl and then smiles at Carlos when Amy stutters "Ma'am?"

Maria thinks again how much like her husband Amy must be. Half paying attention when the teacher talks. Always late coming home. I wonder if she is like that all the time? I guess we will see.

Carlos rolls his eyes playfully at Maria almost asking her to give Amy a chance. He feels he owes it to her for their past history. Maria smiles again and leaves Amy alone and continues with her lecture.

Amy was mortified with Ms. Chan for embarrassing her like that but I've got to stop daydreaming. If only I could control these urges...
 
Carlos was somewhat entertained by this sudden classroom standoff between these two ladies. The way Miss. Chan towered over Amy and stared her down. This was a side of Miss. Chan that Carlos was unfamiliar with. And it was actually kinda...hot. Now, Carlos' imagination was running wild. He imagined Amy and Miss. Chan in string bikini's going up against each other, all oiled up and wrestling each other. Eventually, Miss. Chan would pin Amy and have her way with her and Amy wouldn't be able to resist. Carlos decided to snap out of it when he realized that his vivid imagination was giving him an erection. He crossed his legs and fell back into reality land and resumed scribbling his notes down as Miss. Chan carried on her lesson. She decided that she wasn't through with Amy after all.

Miss. Chan wrote a physics problem on the board and threw a curve ball.

'Amy. Perhaps you'd like solve this problem', she said in a cow tone and with the slightest smirk on her face.
 
"Amy, perhaps you'd like to solve this problem," Maria said with a smirk.

Amy squirmed in her seat and then stood and walked to the board. Carlos watched Amy's hips sway as she walked and he wished again that they had dated long ago. Even now, in this environment, he found himself turned on by her. She stood at the board and figured on the problem until she had the equation worked out much to Maria's chagrin.

"Thank you, Amy," Maria said and Amy returned to her seat.

Carlos watched Amy who winked at him as she walked by his desk.

Oh no. Why did I do that? Amy thought. We haven't been friends in forever and I go and wink at him. Oh geez. It was all that alien pleasure thought from earlier. I'm so weird.

Maria noticed that Carlos blushed when Amy walked by and couldn't help but think something was up with him. Just then the bell rang.

"Carlos, will you stay for a minute?" Maria asked.

"Yes, Miss Chan?"

"Carlos, I've asked you to call me Maria. I just wanted to check on you. I saw you blush earlier and I wanted to make sure you are okay. You know you're my favorite!" Maria says with a laugh.

Carlos blushes again and hems and haws trying not to answer.

"Oh, I see. You don't want to talk to me. Okay then. Well, did you still want to help me at the boys club this weekend? They always love when you come with me."
 
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Carlos caught Amy's little wink at him. He didn't know what to make of it. They hadn't spoken a word to each other in a long time, and here she is giving him signals. Then the bell rang. Amy was the last one to leave the room, but before she did she heard Miss. Chan ask Carlos to stay for a moment. Amy looked over her shoulder at Carlos for a moment and Carlos caught her attention as she walked out. She leaned against the wall by the door and waited for Carlos. Carlos could've almost sense disappointment on her face. He couldn't help but wonder what was up with her. He made a mental note to find her later and and talk to her. He put it out of his mind for a moment and gave his attention to Miss. Chan.

'...I saw you blush earlier and I wanted to make sure you are okay.'

Was I really blushing? Carlos thought to himself. He didn't really know what to make of Miss. Chan's observation and concern for something as mere as blood rushing to his cheeks to make them red for a moment and he didn't want to tell her it was because of Amy's sexy figure and her little wink at him. Carlos' cheeks flushed again and Miss. Chan thought that she knew what was going on. She decided to dismiss it and asked if he wanted to help her out this weekend.

'Sure. I'd love to', he said with a smile. 'Alright, great', said Miss. Chan. 'I'll see you then. Now, don't be late to your next class' she said as she smirked at him and winked. Carlos' cheeks turned red again and Miss Chan purposefully swayed her hips as she walked back to her desk. Carlos walked out of the room and was surprised by Amy who was waiting for him.

'Hey' she said startling him.
 
"Hey, what did the wicked witch want with you? I think she's got it in for me, calling me out like that. I was so embarrassed."

"She's alright. She really isn't that bad," Carlos muttered as they walked along the hallway. "I do a lot of volunteer work with her. I think you'll like her if you have her a chance."

"If you say so," Amy replied. "I..I kinda been wanting to talk to you about something. I thought maybe you and I could study together. You seem to be into all of Miss Chan's history stuff and I've got the math down pat. We always made a good team so whaddya say?"

Amy grew a little impatient as Carlos stared at her incredulously.

"Plus it'd give us a chance to reconnect. It'll be like old times," she whined.
 
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