Second Chances

[TheFitnessFreak]

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When I was young, I thought I would go to college, land my dream job, fall in love with a beautiful woman, get married, and live happily ever after in suburbia with two kids, a mortgage, and an SUV. I got the degree, the job, the house, the mortgage, and the SUV, but instead of getting the perfect woman, I married a succubus. Well she was wonderful when we first got married but as time went on she metamorphosed into the aforementioned succubus.

We had met in college and married soon after. The first year was great, but each following year was worse than the one that came before it. She mocked, criticized, and or laughed at every hope, dream, or idea that I had. When she wasn't doing that she was complaining or nagging. She broke me as a man and destroyed me as a person. After eight horrendous years of marriage, she left me for another man. I would have felt relieved but I had been so broken for so long that I forgot what it was like to feel alive. It just left me numb. I felt hopeless and accepted my failure as a man. At least, I could look forward to the coming school year which was only two months away.

I chose to become a teacher because I wanted to shape and inspire the youth of the nation. I wanted to help someone become the next Mozart or Einstein. This fantasy was washed away by years of low pay, long hours, and classrooms filled with children devoid of discipline. The only upside to my job was the eye candy. As the years passed, grades went down and skirts went up. You won't catch me complaining about that though. I shot many loads onto the shower walls with visions of teenage temptresses filling my head. Despite being boner inducing eye candy, they were all, sadly, retarded. That's why I never saw her coming.

 

[Vailyn]

Aria Lee

"Aria, do you want me to go to the office with you?" asked Aunt Sarah.

"It's okay. I remember where it is."

"Okay, hon. I'll be here to pick you up after school. Have a great day!" Aunt Sarah flashed a smile before she drove off.

I tucked my long black hair behind my ears and pulled the book bag strap higher onto my shoulder. Taking another look at the school map and my schedule, I went to look for the English class.

When my Mom died, I found out that I couldn't stay in our house and plans have been made for me to move in with my Mom's sister and husband. The past few days have been a whirlwind. I think this is the first time I've had a moment to myself since I got into town. Aunt Sarah and Uncle Mike are really nice and a little lost about what to do with me. They don't have any kids and we're all practically strangers.

It's strange. I'm strange. I only know two people in this city and I'm not sure what to do with myself. Everything I knew and loved seemed to have slipped between my fingers. It's--

I shook my head and my hair flared like a dark cape before settling down against my back and over my book bag. I touched the small star pendent and smiled. I'll be fine. I promised Mom that I'll be happy. I glanced down at the map to memorize the class location, folded the papers and stuffed them into my jean pocket. My fingers nervously played with the sleeve of my sunny yellow peasant blouse.

Ah. It's here. I peeked through the window and saw a large classroom full of students. A male teacher sat at the desk in the corner across from the door. I touched my pendent for courage. Mom, wish me luck! Tucking my hair back behind my ears, I opened the door quietly to let myself in, closed it and walked to the teacher's desk.

"Hi," I smiled at the teacher. "I'm sorry for being late. Today's my first day. I hope I'm at the right class."

 

[TheFitnessFreak]

Adrian had just introduced himself to his new set of seniors for his English class, when the door opened.

In walked the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Chinese origin, shiny black hair, the most sparkling eyes and soft features.

He composed himself, and smiled.

"Well this is English. Please come in and find a seat."

He watched her take her seat, then turned his attention back to the class.

"As I was saying, we will studying Shakespeare's Romeo and Julliet this semester. There is a copy of everyone on your desks. The first thing we need to do is read it."

He picked up his copy and opened it. Then he began to read.

 

[Vailyn]

Aria Lee

I looked around for an empty seat and found one near the teacher's desk. I pulled out my notebook and pen to take notes. I read Romeo and Juliet a few years ago. The tragic love story is romantic but really sad and selfish. If you really love someone, you fight for it. You fight to love and be with your love. You don't give up and throw it away by dying.

The English teacher's name is Adrian Stanley. Mr. Stanley's introduction lecture on Romeo and Juliet created a spirited discussion. It was interesting to hear several conflicting views about the lovers and their families.

At the end of class, I approached the teacher and quietly waited until he was done talking to another student.

"Excuse me, Mr. Stanley? I wanted to let you know that I enjoyed your intro for Romeo and Juliet. I've already covered the story at my old school and I wondered if you could let me read something else? I really enjoyed your perspective and wanted to know if you can recommend new reading material. I'll make sure to keep up with class."

 

[TheFitnessFreak]

As he finished up with one student, he noticed the new girl waiting to talk to him. A note had been left for him that her name was Aria.

"Hello Aria, I hope you enjoyed the class."

He smiled when he heard that she was already asking for extra material.

"Certainly, bare with me."

He went to the bookshelf beside his desk. He scanned it, when one title popped out. He smiled at himself. She would enjoy this. Taking it out, he turned back to Aria. It was Honor Student by Teresa Mummert.

"I think you might enjoy this. Let me know what you think. Now run along to your next class".

 

[Vailyn]

I couldn't stop reading the book once I started it. I've always been an avid reader. I read anything that catches my interest. I've never read a book like the one Mr. Stanley let me borrow. I'm turned off by the bad writing and terrible plot but oddly engrossed by all the crazy sex. Do people really do that?

The story kept me distracted all day and I couldn't help but wonder why my English teacher had recommended it to me. Embarrassed and increasingly curious, I made a decision and let Aunt Sarah know that I'll catch a bus home after school.

Something about the story made me look at Mr. Stanley in a different light. I wondered if he fantasizes about having sex with his students. If he's the kind of man who likes to punish girls by spanking them. Does he have sex at the school? Would he be a tender lover? What's vanilla sex? Is it normal for people to tie up their sex partners?

I had a hard time paying attention to my classes. Especially in Mr. Stanley's class. From my seat at the front by his desk, it was really easy to watch him teach the class. I kept imagining him as the teacher from the book. I couldn't stop blushing every time I imagined a different sex scene. He tried to talk to me at the end of class but I hurried away before he could stop me.

The last class just ended and my heart started to beat faster with a little fear, nerves and excitement. I went to my English class and saw that Mr. Stanley was alone at his desk. I closed the door behind me as I walked into the class. He didn't realize I was there until I put the book down in front of him. He looked up at me questioningly.

I could feel my face become hot as I blushed. "I finished the book, Mr. Stanley. I-I was wondering why you recommended that one and if you would recommend another one to me."