Crush - Season 1 - Episode 2

6 years ago

Crush - Season 1 - Episode 2

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hours later @home
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I spent the next two hours getting ready. It was harder than I had imagined trying to dress up for someone without it looking
like I was trying to dress up for him. I was sure I could come up with a reason as to why I looked dressed up, because I wanted to avoid raising suspicion.

By the end of my “getting ready” I was satisfied. My black skirt was just above my knees, not showing anything off. Over my skirt hung a long red sleeveless
shirt, showing off my firm arms instead of my firm stomach.

My favourite thing about that shirt was how amazing my 36C
b-----s were perfectly viewable.
You could not see the flesh, but you could see every shape they gave off.
Once I decided I was ready, I snuck out the back door and headed to his lodge. I had to sneak out because i hate lying to mum who would find it very strange that I was meeting my teacher, which made the option of sneaking out more preferable.

{Yea i know meeting with a teacher isn’t really a strange thing judging from a normal perspective, but it truly was more of meeting with my
teacher in that outfit which made it more weird, because my dressing wasn’t study appropriate}.

I panicked the whole way to his lodge, with my maths Text book and a note pad tucked in my skirt {pocket}.

I soon got to his room, breathed deeply before calmly knocking on his room door. I was so nervous and excited that i could hear my heart beating furiously in my chest. Knocking on his door was more nerve wrecking than i had imagined, Still I gained up my courage and continued knocking.

“Come in,” his voice finally called through the door and my entire body tingled. I loved the sound of his voice. It was deep and manly.

I took one more deep breathe and made my way into his room,
slowly pushing open the door. He was sitting on a giant mattress that gave his room a peculiar shape.

“Ah,” he smiled as our eyes met.
“Judith” he greeted,
“good evening,” I smiled nervously, shutting the door behind me. I was not
sure if shutting it was a good idea, but i gave it no second thought.

“Nice room” i murmured,
“I find it a little too stuffy,” he laughed,
“hmmm do you?”,
“anyway thank you for meeting with me”, “I really do appreciate” i said polietly before settling down on a plastic chair.

“You generally seem to have no problem with your school work until lately?” he added after a little silence,

“Can I be honest with you?” I blurted out, almost placing my
hand over my mouth.

I had no idea what my brain was doing, but I knew it was a very bad idea.

“I don’t see why not,” he smiled over at me.

“I was thinking about you in the class before you noticed my absent mindedness,” I confessed nervously, my face turning bright red.

“hmmm, please i need the truth, what exactly brought you here?” i instantly heard him ask. His face growing serious, his eyes searching me keenly like a policeman. I froze and cautioned myself. I really was thrown out of balance with his question.
“emm emm,” I murmured, losing my
voice which caught in my throat.

“emm I kind of just wanted to see you
outside of class.” i finally managed to answer. He breathed deeply, crossed his legs and held his jaw like an old man.

I LOST HOPE. I was pretty sure he would throw me out of his room after tongue lashing me. What an embarrassment. I felt very foolish.

“Am i not old enough to fall in love??, what is wrong with this corper?, why is he so uptight?, can’t he read my mind?, what is he feeling like?” i wondered as we stared at each other.