Back of the building...((Looking for someone to be male teacher ;) ))

TamaraJ_Love

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((Can some guy be a male teacher who finds me, one of my fantasies :kiss: ))

Tamara snuck quietly behind the science building, she needed a smoke more than ever if only to hide her other craving. She had broken up with her boyfriend Matt three weeks ago and she was amped for a roll in the sack, just the thought of getting her hands on someone right now made her wet.

Tamara pulled down on her skirt to adjust it, it was fairly short and needed to be constantly checked that her ass didn't fall out. She lit up her cigarette and rested it in her mouth, she grabed her boobs and pushed them and adjusted them.

After a few minutes she had finished her smoke and leant down to her bag, she grabbed her deodorent and sprayed it on herself, she breathed in heavy the scent of vanilla and starawberries. Tamara put the deodorant back in her bag and rose to leave to go to lunch.
 
sounds like a fun idea, mind if i join this one?

Trace Johnson
English Teacher
Short brown hair, lets it fall down how it is
5'7" 175 lbs is in good shape
brown eyes
Has a few tattoos but you cant see them cause it is covered by his suits.

Trace was walking around the building after he let his class out a bit early, he smelt a fragrance of smoke and straberries and he followed it to find a student hiding out behidn the building.

"Ahem... is there something i can help you with Miss?"

He looked to her and wondered what she was up to, he looked her up and down and saw her skirt was a little low and her top was nice and tight, he shook his head and he waited for her answer.
 
((Sorry it took me so long to reply, i got d/c))

Tamara jumped when she herd a stren voice, she stood up fully to see someone that looked like a teacher, but no teacher she had seen before Didn't know they made teachers that young... Tamara put on her sweetest smile hoping it would stop te teacher getting mad or noticing she was smoking...

EDIT: Thought i shuld put in a desc of her.
Tanned
Slightly curly very dark brown hair
brown eyes
wearing a pink mesh bra and g-string under her skimpy uniform ;)
 
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He looked to her and he shook his head as he pulled his sunglasses off.

"Smoking on class time, that is a big no no, whats your name miss?"

He looked around and saw there was no one around, just what was she doing back here.

"What were you doing back here, just smoking or were you waiting for someone?"

He looked to her tight top and saw she had large breasts and he felt his manhood stir a bit, but he quickly pushed that thought from his mind.

"Dont you have a class to be at right now?"
 
Tamara's smile dropped a little when her charming smile didn't stop him from prying "Tamara, I don't have a class right now." Tamara was lying, but she always lied well.

When he asked her if she was waiting for someone she looked down to the ground, she had used to come her with Mark all the time. Tamara kept her head tited down and looked up at the man, studing his face. "i'm not waiting for anyone" She said flatly, she couldn't get over how handsom he was for a teacher.

EDIT: ((You need to change your sig, yu cant have html anymore so you need to change all the < with [ ))
 
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OOC (welcome to lit by the way, why dont you give a description of your char, just so i can see how beautiful you are. Have fun writing here)


Trace smiled at her.

"So what are you doing back here miss Tamara?"

He than looked to his watch and saw it was close to lunch time and he than kept on smiling at her. She definatly was a beautiful woman and must have a boyfriend, so she was probably lying to him about not waiting for anyone, Trace kept looking around for someone to be comming, but he didnt see anyone.

"If you are not waiting for anyone, than why sit here by yourself, i am sure your boyfriend would be glad to keep you company, its not smart to leave a pretty young girl like yourself out here by herself, someone might come and sweep you off your feet and keep you company."

He smiled at her and chuckled a bit, he didnt reconize her, so he introduced himself.

"My name is Trace Johnson, I am a new english teacher here, never seen you around here before, and to think I walk by here everyday."
 
((Hehe i just made a doll of her..tada! http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/935137/dfg.gif ))

Tamara smilied again omce he complemented her, she took a step to the side and leaned against the wall "Sorry don't have a boyfriend, boys are only good for one thing!" Tamara laughed then stopped suddenly, realising that wasn't appropraite thing to say to a teacher. Tamara stared straight at him and gave him a more flirty smile, he was surely fine and she was so horny her pussy was constantly throbbing.

"Yeah i'm here everyday, i'm not usre if i shuld be glad or upset that you haven't noticed me..." Tamara joked.
 
He looked to her and saw that smile, it sent shivers down his spine.

"Guess I just never noticed, but I do space out from time to time."

He looked to her skirt again and shook his head.

"Maybe you need a new skirt, that was looks as if it is going to fall off you, I am not complaning or anything, but just a suggestion, dont want to give a show to the wrong type of person, I mean your top must make guys scream for your number."

He smiled at her.

"I am not a strict teacher and I can let a lot of things slide, but what do you do here by yourself? Just smoke?"

He looked to her and thought about what she was wearing underneath.
 
Tamara watched him intently, more and more he fasinated her, he was georgous and flirting with her, and he was ateacher! All those things turned her on so much, she couldn't help but inch closer to him a little.

"Why Mr Johnson, i don't know what you mean, isn't this appropriate?" Tamara looked down at her outfit and put her outter hand on her hip, she rested the arm she was leaning on on her upper thigh, she looked back to him and gave him a sly, sexy look.
 
He smiled at her as she was talking about her outfit.

“Well if you want to tease the guys, I guess it is appropriate, but if you are trying to do your studies and get through school I don’t think it is. Your top shows off your ample luggage up there and I am sure guys cant stop staring at them, and if they were to see you walking I am sure they wouldn’t be able to keep there eyes off your butt as you walked, but I think them most alluring thing about you is your stunning eyes, I am sure they drool over them. But I think you could wear something less revealing, so you can do your work here.”

He saw that sexy look she was giving him and saw how she was moving closer to him, but he pulled a pack of smokes out and he held one to her.

“You see I am not that strict am I, I am offering a student a smoke.”

He than pulled his zippo out and he flashed it open in style for her.
 
Tamara listened to him, she didn't buy he was talking about other guys looking at her. She raised an eyebrow when he offered her a smoke, and got off the wall and stood infornt of him, leaning in close to lit her cigarette on his lighter. She blew out some smoke and looked at him "What you were saying...Did you mean other boys looking at me that way, or just you Mr J...Trace?"
 
((dont know what to change in there, not to programer literate, change symbols.. not for me))

Trace looked to her and he was surprised she turned this around on him like that.

"Well of course not Miss Tamara, I am only looking out for you, so no creeps try and take advantage of you. And please call me Trace, I tell my students the same."

He put his zippo back in his pocket and he than took a step back from her as she was getting very close.

"Why would you think that I was referring to myself, I am a teacher and you are a student."

He smiled and he knew that would soothe her questions, it always did.
 
"Hmm, i'm sure you have my best intersts at heart, but i can certainly take care of myself, and as for why i think you were reffering to yourself, well i read people pretty well" She looked him up and down.

He took a step back and she raised an eyebrow at him, she was not pleased with such a blantent rejection, she turned so she was facing slightly away from him and tok a large draw of her cigarette.

((Heh it's really not hard, just long and boring.))
 
He saw her turn her back to him and he shook his head.

"Whats the matter, no more advances."

He grinned as he said that, knowing she would probably just walk away, but he took a drag of his cig and he looked to her, he saw how most guys probably drooled over her and than went home to beat off thinking about her.

"So you can read people pretty well huh, what are you reading in me right now Miss Tamara?"
 
Tamara felt a twinge of anger run through her with his comments, she drew in more cigarette and turned to him " Well right now i am reading you as an arrogant fuck" Tamara took a step towards him blew the smoke out in his face.
 
He looked to her in the eyes as she blew the smoke in his face.

“Arrogant, huh? What are you thinking right now, I am looking out for you as a teacher, not some guy that wants to get into your pants, you should be careful how you speak to someone that is trying to help you, show some respect.”

He threw his smoke on the ground and he put it out.

“Just what do you think I was thinking of doing here? You are a very beautiful woman and any man would drop on his hands and knees and beg for your attention, but not a teacher, well anyone dumb teacher.”

He smiled at her and he put one hand on her shoulder.

“I am sorry if I came off the wrong way, I was only trying to help.”

He thought about how nice it would be to hold her, feel how firm those breasts really were, but he again pushed that thought from his mind.

“Here let me buy you some lunch, will that make you feel better?”

Still his hand was on her shoulder and he just kept smiling at her.
 
When he put his hand on her shoulder she relaxed a little, she wanted to grab him. She sighed, feeling frusterated he was being so...nice. Tamara gave the man a big smile "Well i have a really good lunch i made myself so how about we have a picnic instead?" She smilied at him, they were close and she could almost feel his breath on her face.
 
“If that is what you want to do, than I accept. A picnic it is, I don’t like it when someone is mad at me.”

He smiled at her and looked to her.

“Yes, I too can read into people, especially people that can read into other people and use that against them.”

He giggled and he set his briefcase down and looked to her.

“So what did you bring for lunch, I guess I am just going to watch you eat, I usually don’t eat lunch, just a soda. But I will be glad to hang with you. I am done for the day, so I don’t have to be anywhere, do you have another class after this?”
 
"Oh you have to eat, don't worry i'm not mad at you" Tamara sat down and leant against the building, she pulled out a container. She opened the lid and the smell of stirfry filled the air "last night's dinner" she smirked.

She took a few bites then held her hand out, offering him the fork. "I also have dessert" She gave him another sly smile.
 
He looked to her as he smelled stir fry and he saw her eating, he didn’t know why but it was fascinating to watch her eat. He saw her offer him the fork and he took it from her and he took a bite.

“Mmm that is good, you are quite the chief, and might I ask, what is for dessert?”

He grinned at her seeing her sly smile.

“So might I ask, do you always dress like this? So revealing?”

He grinned as he asked her this, only wondering what else she wore, he also wondered what she wore underneath, like what kind of panties, a thong, or g-string maybe, bikini briefs, but that would be left for his imagination. He had to stop thinking like this, he was a teacher and she was a student, but it seemed as though she had other plans in her head and he wondered what they were. He had to tread carefully.
 
"Dessert is...Fresh home-made strawberry yohurt" She smilied. She heard his other question and frowned slightly "That's a silly question, should i ask you why you wear what you wear? I know because of what i wear people think i'm just a slut but i'm not. I do what i want and when i want something" She turned her head to face him and leant in slightly "I take it" With that she took another bite of her stirfry and leant back down, watching him.
 
“So you take what you want huh? What is it you want from me? And I don’t think you’re a slut, nor should anyone else if they had respect in there body.”

He than thought about the dessert and he licked his lips.

“Strawberries are my favorite, but I see you only have one spoon, you don’t want to catch any of my cooties now do you?”

He smiled at her and leaned in to steal a piece of meat that was in her container.

“That is good stuff.”
 
"From you...I don't want anything from you that we both wanted soon as we saw each other"

To lighten the tone of the conversation Tamara grabbed the last peice of meat from the contain and shoved it in her mouth, she chewed it up quickly and grabbed the yoghurt. She pulled out her spoon and looked at him "I'm not scared of cooties" she giggled.

She opened the lid and scooped out a bite, she took it in to her mouth and swallowed it. "mmm...That is so good" She grabbed the spoon and drunked it in again, this time holding the spoon at Trace's mouth.
 
He smiled at her.

“Just what did you think I wanted when I saw you?”

He than saw the dessert and he smiled at her.

“I knew you were afraid of cooties.”

He than saw the way her lips wrapped around the spoon as she tasted her dessert, he felt his cock stir in his pants as he sat there and he squirmed around a bit adjusting himself as he than saw her holding the spoon to his lips for a taste and he took it with a smile.

“mmmmMM that is really good Tamara, you made this yourself, you have a lot of talent.”

He loved the way she fed him, it was quite relaxing, but he had a idea and he took the spoon from her and he dunked it in the yogurt and he held it to her lips. He grinned at her as he did this.

“Your turn.”
 
She noticed he had asked her several question but couldn't respond to any of them once he placed that spoon at her mouth, she looked at him and bit her lip slightly, hesatating she opened her mouth and slowly engulfed the spoon, she slowly brought her lips back off and gave him a small smile. She licked her lips clean of the yoghurt.
 
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