Not your average teacher(Closed)

She uttered a soft laugh and let herself out of the car, grabbing her purse as she did.

"With that attitude, you certainly will. Have some faith in yourself, luv." She chuckled again, not even remotely like the woman he knew from class. She was always light hearted, but now that she was not in class, it was a whole different ballgame, swaying her hips in her fancy dress, earing glimmering in the light cast by the night lights of the restaurant....

She opened the door herself, independent thing that she was, looking over her shoulder, "Come now. Let's have a good time and stay positive, what do you say?"
 
James just stood there and watched his teacher, his date walking across the parking lot towards the main entrance. Looking at her ass while she swayed her hips as she walked. Closing his door and then following her into the restaurant. He was now determined to prove himself on this date. He was going to make it enjoyable for both of them.
 
(( OOC: I wish to apologize. My daughter had a terrible ear infection and sleep has been scarce these past few weeks. I should be good to go now. ~ Alicia ))

Marina let the waiter seat them. She had made reservations earlier in the day, a necessary thing for such a place. It was not packed, but it was obvious it could get busy really quickly and on a gorgeous evening such as this, it would likely happen soon. Sitting on the terrace by the quiet lake, three candles served as their primary light source in the middle of the round table, while soft oriental music played in the background - everything was set for a soothing and relaxing evening.

"Well", she asked, her pretty features accentuated by the small flames between them, "what do you think of this place?"
 
This place was amazing and definitely romantic, especially the candlelit table they were sitting at over looking the lake. He found himself not being able to take his eyes off of Marina he was definitely feeling different and better about going on a date with his goddess of a teacher. James just smiled at her before looking around some more at his surroundings. "This place is great, happy to be here with such a beautiful woman" He flashed her another smile knowing she would be pleased with his change of attitude.
 
Well this was certainly a welcome change. The poor guy had been so shy and had had so little confidence it had nearly been pathetic. But at least now he seemed to be gaining some confidence and she was glad for that. He deserved a good time, a good woman, and above all, not to be used by some bimbo who didn't want to work for their earnings in life and --

-- bimbo? What was wrong with her? A bit more and she'd have sounded... jealous...? She shook the thought away. What a silly thing: jealousy. There was no way....

A waiter came to see them, orders were made, and Marina returned her attention on James, ringing her fingers together below her chin. "So, James, tell me about yourself! Tell me something intriguing. Peek my interest." She grinned in the candle light, suddenly looking sultry, almost sexual.
 
The way Marina told him to tell her something about him was almost sexual. His mind raced for a few seconds before he looked up across the table at his teacher. "Well now that I'm thinking about it I'm happy you brought me out on this date. I never really been out on an actual date before. I've been too busy worrying about school my social life kinda fell apart."

He flashed her a smile and reached across the table taking her hand in his really trying to step up his game and impress his teacher. "Your turn now. Tell me something about you now Marina, something that none of your students will know but me" The waiter came back and dropped off their drinks which James reached for and took a sip from his keeping eye contact with the beauty sitting across from him.
 
Marina was pleasantly surprised by his change of attitude. Clearly he was gaining more and more confidence and she was glad for that. Seeing how he was previously, she could understand how that poor young man would be taken advantage of. On the other hand, it showed he was also very responsible, a trait that would attract any more mature woman almost at once.

When he took her hand, she felt a tingle at the tip of her fingers, and when he asked for her to tell a secret only he would know, she felt her chest tighten. He could turn a situation right around if he wanted to, couldn't he? She took in a deep breath, keeping that sensual smile across her pink lips, and took a good sip of her drink. The warmth she felt as the alcohol carried down helped her relax. She almost let him know that she had been looking at him for a while. Almost. But that would be a dangerous thing, she realized, even in this situation. Perhaps later, with more alcohol in her blood, she would mention it, but not now. Not while she could still think clearly.

"I was left at the altar three years ago", she admitted instead, sounding more pleasant then the statement should have been. "His name was Jonathan, we had been together two years, and two nights before the wedding, he left with his step sister for the Bahamas without telling a word and I only found out when I was in front of our family and the pastor, at the church, in my five thousand dollars dress." There was a moment of silence. "Oh, don't look at me like that", she added, tilting her head, "I'm well over it. And only you, in the whole school, knows about it. That makes you very special, darling." She winked.
 
James was a little shocked when heard the story his teacher told him. He kept holding her hand rubbing his thumb along the top of her hand while looking at her sparkling eyes. "That is awful. Who would be stupid enough to leave you? Especially on your wedding day, why go through all that just to leave?" He took another sip of his drink. "You don't deserve that, you deserve a guy that is truly in love with you and will always be there for you."
 
It was a nice sentiment, she thought, and she was glad to have shared this with him. Looking at him in the candle light she saw him looking older then he really was. She was only five years older then he was, but there was always an obvious generation gap between her and her students, but with him now she realized there was no such thing.

"He was an ass", she said simply, matter-of-factly, "but you're clearly not. That's why we're here, James. You're a good man. These people who take advantage of that... it makes me sick. You don't deserve that... And you deserve a woman who won't be nice to you because it'll make her look good to everyone else."
 
"I know I deserve better, but anytime a girl starts flirting with me in school I can't help it but let her copy me." Their food then arrived and James looked down at the meals they ordered and they both looked very delicious. He began eating his meal occasionally looking up at Marina with a smile. "How is your meal?" He asked as he began to wonder how things were going to be between the two of them in class after tonight.
 
Marina watched him, mentioning that he couldn't help it, that any pretty girl who asked for help, he just had to give in even if he got nothing in return. She felt bad for him... Really bad. It was unfair. He was a good young man...

She finished her first glass of wine and ordered a second by the time their meal arrived. Half-way through their meal she was on her third. Her nerves were getting the best of her somehow, but the alcohol helped her relax.

"How is your meal", he finally asked.

She swallowed a bite, licking her pink lips, removing the excess sauce from their corners and smiled with slightly flushed cheeks. "Delicious, as always." She often came here. Alone, but she came just the same.

Now that she felt more at ease, she let her high heal shoe drop under the table, brushing her toes against his ankle playfully. It almost looked accidental and innocent if not for the fact that her toes lingered there. "Why do you constantly give without asking anything in return? It's a noble trait, but look where that led you...?" She smiled softly yet there was a daring sparkle behind those eyes.
 
As James began eating his food he smiled at Marina as she said it was delicious. Then he felt her foot rubbing his ankle and just looked up at her then back down at his food liking the feeling of her foot playing with his. Not sure if it was accidental or not he just let her keep rubbing his ankle. Then she caught him off guard with the next question she asked, why did he never ask for anything in return, he thought to himself as he focused his attention on his teacher instead of his food.

"To be honest I have no idea. I never really thought to ask for anything in return and your right it didn't get me anything or anywhere." He looked out at the lake and the different lights that were reflecting off its surface before looking back at her and talking again. "I have a feeling I'm going to learn a lot from you Ms... I mean Marina."
 
"Do you, now", she responded with that same sparkle of mischief.

They finished their meals with casual chatter, more or less putting aside the reasons they were here for now. As the evening went on, Marina felt her courage spike. She'd meant to take him out if only to teach him that women weren't all out to take advantage of him. And it was true. She despised how she saw this everyday in class.

Her ankle didn't leave his leg although it never went further then his knee, alternating from one leg to the other. As the moon carried itself across the sky, she could hardly take her eyes off him. She'd watched him for a while now, in class, or in the corridors where they would exchange polite nods and glances... Suddenly, things had gone in reverse. She'd wanted him to please her, although it had never meant to be sexual, but now the tables had turned and she wanted to please him.

"This was delicious", she exclaimed, her cheeks slightly flushed. "I'll be right back." She got up and went back inside the restaurant which had become more packed by now. She paid for them both and returned, leaning over the table as she grabbed her purse. Under the moonlight and the soft glimmer of the centerpiece candle, she looked even younger. "It's all been paid for! Come on, there's something I want to show you, down by the beach!" She took his hand and squeezed it and in that moment when she assessed how warm his hand was, she knew she couldn't go back.
 
The constant feeling of Marina's foot on his leg was nice and kept a constant thought about what was going to happen when dinner was over in his head. They kept exchanging glances and smiles while making small talk and eating their meals. Then they both finished eating and after a few minutes of sitting there she got up and went to pay for them. While she was gone James kept thinking about how beautiful she was and how lucky he was to spend an evening with her.

When she came back she told him everything was paid for and then grabbed his hand at the mention of the beach. Their fingers intertwined as she lead him away from the restaurant. 'What is it she need to show me on the beach when it's nighttime' James thought to himself as he followed his teacher.
 
She led him from the restaurant and down a set of wooden stairs. Despite her intoxicated state, she was still walking rather straight. The beach's only source of light was the bright moon above them, the white sand casting a silver glow under their feet. She'd taken care to remove her high heels as it was a recipe for disaster to keep them on the beach.

After a while they reached a rock formation, erected up to at least twenty feet high. She sat on one of the smallest and flattest rock, kicking her feet in the sand. "Alright, so it isn't as special a place as it may look, but I always end up here. It's nice and cool and I never get well... bothered."
 
James could see a little ways in front of him thanks to the full moon but there wasn't much to be seen. The sound of the waves gently crashing against the beach filled the air as Marina led him to a rock formation near the water. "Never get bothered huh? And what is it you do out here that you don't want to be bothered?" He asked her as he lifted his feet up to take off his shoes and socks off and set them on the rock with her shoes.

He took a few steps and felt the warm ocean on his feet. It was soothing and relaxing. He glanced out at the reflection of the moon on the water and then turned back to face his teacher awaiting her answer wondering if she did more than come to this beach just to relax.
 
She smirked at his question. Well well, it seemed the shy boy who'd met her at her home just a few hours ago was gaining some spunk. Good, because all this liquor and sexual tension needed release. There was a fleeting moment of fear when she thought that he could reject her and he had every right to do so. What they were doing was dangerous, for her job and possibly his scholarship, although she would do all in her power to make sure he would never lose his future and she hoped he knew that - that he understood it.

She didn't fully cast that fear away. It would serve as a defense mechanism. A "I told you so" from her own conscience. But she did push the thought aside as far as it was permitted, turning to him. For a moment only the soft wind and crashing wave answered, then her hand found his thigh, squeezing gently, before bending down, nuzzling his neck with feather light touches. No kissing. Not yet. Kissing was something special and important, not something you played around with. If he was going to back out, she didn't want to be hurt, and kissing was something you gave someone you cared for. And she did care. Deep down, she really did...

"I could show you...", she whispered against his neck, her breath remarkably hot, "but it's something that's usually more fun when there's two playing..."
 
James was caught off guard when Marina's hand found his thigh and she nuzzled against his neck. There was a little piece of his mind that expected this after being lead out to the secluded part of the moonlit beach. Was he going to let his first time be with his teacher? She was probably experienced and would probably be disappointed at his lack of skills. On the other hand what if he turned out to be very good at this and blew her away. He took a deep breath and decided not to resist and to do whatever his teacher wanted him too.

He hesitantly wrapped his arm around her waist placing his hand on her hip and took his other hand and almost had to force himself to place it on her thigh. He wanted to do this but his mind was still telling him how wrong it was, but she really seemed to want it and he was tired of the James he used to be. She was going to turn in into a better James. Her hot breath on his neck sent chills down his spine. "Yes, please show me Marina"
 
Marina felt him hesitate, but upon hearing his words, she knew it wasn't because he didn't want this. She pulled up slowly, cupping his cheek gently into the palm of her hand and grazed the pad of her thumb across his skin gently. Her smile was soft and inviting as she scooped closer to him, the heat of her body intertwined with his own. As she gazed into his eyes, she felt her heart leap. He was truly a beautiful man.

"You've never done this before, have you, luv", she asked softly. There was no mocking to her voice. It was a question, no more, as she dropped her hand on the one he'd settled on her thigh and squeezed with confidence. If she was right, apparently it meant she would be considered his teacher to the end.
 
"No.... no I haven't I only kissed a girl before" He felt ashamed even though she didn't seem top be mocking him. The sound of her voice sounded curious and he felt comfortable telling her that he was a virgin. If they continued she would teach him more than just in class. His hand lightly squeezed her inner thigh when he felt her hand on his. "I am a quick learner as you already know from class." He said with a soft smile wondering what she had planned for them.
 
She could feel his restraint, how he might have considered lying about never being with a girl or woman before. At least not in a way that would lead to the full sexual experience. She nodded in approval, "Yes, I know." Her eyes glimmered with mischief then. She'd never been with a man who had little experience before and suddenly she felt excited at the prospect. She could show him, teach him, and to think she would be his first, she'd make it something special. Or at least she hoped it would be special for him...

She leaned in, brushing her soft, warm lips over his, murmuring, "I'll show you, luv, I'll show you..." She kissed him gently, parting his lips with her own, seeking his tongue with hers with a soft sigh. After a moment, she pulled back, licking her lips seductively, looking him up and down. The voice which escaped her lips was her own, yet it held a passionate, lust filled quality to it James had never heard. It was everything but the composed woman who stood in front of a black board in class, talking to the thirty-three students. This voice, that sultry melody, was a personal touch for him and him alone. "Do you want to touch me?"
 
James was instantly turned on when he felt his teachers lips on his and then her tongue slipping into his mouth. Instinct took over and he began playing with her warm moist tongue. Rubbing his against hers tasting the alcohol she earlier consumed. As they sat there making out listening to the waves his hand ran further up her thigh. He felt his finger tips rub against something very soft and warm and knew it had to have been her panty covered pussy and inched his hand back.

He then thought to himself that the whole point of this was for him to man up and do what he never done before with any other girl. He then hesitantly moved his fingers back and was amazed at how soft what he was feeling was. So soft and very warm he kept rubbing it softly as their tongues twisted and danced together in his mouth.
 
Marina sighed into the kiss. At first there was disappointment when he hurried his fingers away, then complete excitement when he returned to her soft mound. She felt herself twitch at his touch. He was being so careful, so delicate because of his lack of experience and yet it felt better than any overly confident man she'd ever come across.

The kiss grew hungrier and she moved her hips gently against his prodding fingers if only so he could feel the moisture which had seeped through the silk of her underwear. Moaning in his mouth, her hand reached up his shirt, tugging at it playfully, before getting up, breaking the kiss. She eyed him with a sultry gaze and slowly, longingly, pulled on the zipper at the side of her dress, unwrapping her like a present.

She was a simple woman when it came to undergarments, and in this case, it couldn't have been simpler. The dress did not require a bra and she'd indulged into that notion, leaving her pale breasts bare and pink nipples erect both from excitement and soon over the cool breeze brushing by. A simple black, silk pair of panties concealed her pussy, that which he'd stroked with such care only moments before. She let the dress fall at her feet and came forward again, swaying her hips mildly - no exaggeration there. She didn't want for this to look overdone to the point where it may have seemed fake as like she pitied him. She didn't. She genuinely cared for that boy.

Her hand stroked below his chin and she dropped a butterfly kiss across his warm, soft lips, her voice between a purr and a whisper. "Do you like what you see?"
 
When Marina stood up he thought he did something wrong or she was having second thoughts. He was about to apologize for whatever it was he might have done wrong but then to his amazement she grabbed the zipper to her dress and slowly pulled it down. Once the zipper was completely undone her dress fell to her feet. His eyes widened when he saw she wasn't wearing a bra. This was the first time he ever seen women's breasts in person. She was also wearing silk black panties that had a faint glow from the moonlight overhead.

She walked over to him every so slowly and leaned down to kiss him softly on the lips. She asked if he liked what he saw. Of course he did she was a goddess, she was so much more beautiful than any of the girls he had seen on the computer. His eyes trailed up her body looking at her silk panties and then up her flat stomach and reaching her pale breasts and small pink nipples.

James nodded slowly once his eyes reached hers and her opened his mouth and spoke softly "Yes I do. You are so beautiful Ms. Smith... I mean Marina." After today when they were in class and she was up in front of the class teaching all he would see is this sight that was in front of him now.
 
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