college, except that he wasn’t grumbling about the cost of new shoes, jewelry, and blouses.
She leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder for a moment. “Thanks, Daddy.”
He grinned and kissed the top of her head. “I’m just glad to see you home. We missed you.”
Christina grinned and stood up straight. She spotted the game store ahead and gestured with her free hand. “Going in there?”
“Yeah, now that I don’t have a rambunctious teenager, I need some quality time sniping other people’s brats.”
“You’re a spawn point squatter, Daddy.”
He chuckled. “I’m teaching people not to be assholes.”
“No, you like sniping people and hearing them curse.”
“Yeah, that too. Here, hold my bags? I’ll only be a second.” When she nodded, he handed her the rest of the bags and strolled into the store.
Christina grinned and headed toward a nearby bench. As she was setting down the bags, she caught sight of a familiar man walking by. It only took her half a heartbeat to recognize Mr. Roberts, her chemistry teacher, and her pulse quickened as the memories came flooding in.
Mr. Roberts was her old AP Chemistry teacher and the subject of more than a few fantasies. His black hair bobbed with his movement, short to expose the back of his neck but long enough that it swayed with his movement. She knew that if he turned around, he would be looking at her with bright blue eyes that seemed to glow in the dark.
Biting the bottom of her lip, she let her gaze travel down. When she was a senior and staring at his ass, he was twenty-six and just out of college. Two years had done little to fade his good looks. She focused on the tight curve of his jeans. He wore black denim, just as before, but with the school out for the summer, his clothes appeared tighter around his buttocks and legs. She could see the flex of his muscles with every step.
The frustrated pleasure simmering between her legs began to rise again. Years of hopeless schoolgirl fantasies rose up and she took a deep breath as the memories came back.
“OMG! Chrissy!”
She jumped at Anna, one of her high school friend, called out to her. Her thighs clamped together as started to turn around.
But, she halted when she saw Mr. Roberts stopping himself. Her heart thumped louder as she saw him turning around to look. At the first sight of glasses, simple wire frames, and his bright eyes, she let out a gasp and spun around to face Anna as the curvy blonde bounded up.
Anna, a girl who failed to become a cheerleader because of her weight but was prom queen because everyone lusted after her, swept Christina in a hug. “I haven’t seen you in years!”
Christina gasped for breath. She pawed at Anna for a moment before the other woman set her down. “Anna!” She smiled and hugged Anna back, far more gently than the enthusiastic greeting. As she did, she peeked over her shoulder at Mr. Roberts.
He stood in the middle of the mall with a smile on his face. His eyes bore into her and she felt a blush growing. Turning away, she held the hug for a beat too long.
“OMG. Is that Mr. R?” gasped Anna. The blonde stepped back, staring blatantly past Christina.
Christina didn’t want to look, but she couldn’t help it as she turned and looked down the hall. Her heart thumped faster as she stared at her former teacher and their eyes met.
Her pussy clenched with a fresh wave of moisture. With his slender body and tight jeans, she couldn’t help notice the bulge in his pants. Her blush and cunt grew hot and she had to turn away.
“He is so fucking hot,” murmured Anna. She leaned over. “I remember you had something for him, didn’t you?”
Christina’s jaw tightened as she tried to get the thoughts out of her head. “M-Maybe.”
When Anna didn’t say anything, Christina looked up to see her looking back at Mr. Roberts.
“Anna?”
“I think I’m going to invite him to the party,” said Anna right before she walked away.
Christina
She leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder for a moment. “Thanks, Daddy.”
He grinned and kissed the top of her head. “I’m just glad to see you home. We missed you.”
Christina grinned and stood up straight. She spotted the game store ahead and gestured with her free hand. “Going in there?”
“Yeah, now that I don’t have a rambunctious teenager, I need some quality time sniping other people’s brats.”
“You’re a spawn point squatter, Daddy.”
He chuckled. “I’m teaching people not to be assholes.”
“No, you like sniping people and hearing them curse.”
“Yeah, that too. Here, hold my bags? I’ll only be a second.” When she nodded, he handed her the rest of the bags and strolled into the store.
Christina grinned and headed toward a nearby bench. As she was setting down the bags, she caught sight of a familiar man walking by. It only took her half a heartbeat to recognize Mr. Roberts, her chemistry teacher, and her pulse quickened as the memories came flooding in.
Mr. Roberts was her old AP Chemistry teacher and the subject of more than a few fantasies. His black hair bobbed with his movement, short to expose the back of his neck but long enough that it swayed with his movement. She knew that if he turned around, he would be looking at her with bright blue eyes that seemed to glow in the dark.
Biting the bottom of her lip, she let her gaze travel down. When she was a senior and staring at his ass, he was twenty-six and just out of college. Two years had done little to fade his good looks. She focused on the tight curve of his jeans. He wore black denim, just as before, but with the school out for the summer, his clothes appeared tighter around his buttocks and legs. She could see the flex of his muscles with every step.
The frustrated pleasure simmering between her legs began to rise again. Years of hopeless schoolgirl fantasies rose up and she took a deep breath as the memories came back.
“OMG! Chrissy!”
She jumped at Anna, one of her high school friend, called out to her. Her thighs clamped together as started to turn around.
But, she halted when she saw Mr. Roberts stopping himself. Her heart thumped louder as she saw him turning around to look. At the first sight of glasses, simple wire frames, and his bright eyes, she let out a gasp and spun around to face Anna as the curvy blonde bounded up.
Anna, a girl who failed to become a cheerleader because of her weight but was prom queen because everyone lusted after her, swept Christina in a hug. “I haven’t seen you in years!”
Christina gasped for breath. She pawed at Anna for a moment before the other woman set her down. “Anna!” She smiled and hugged Anna back, far more gently than the enthusiastic greeting. As she did, she peeked over her shoulder at Mr. Roberts.
He stood in the middle of the mall with a smile on his face. His eyes bore into her and she felt a blush growing. Turning away, she held the hug for a beat too long.
“OMG. Is that Mr. R?” gasped Anna. The blonde stepped back, staring blatantly past Christina.
Christina didn’t want to look, but she couldn’t help it as she turned and looked down the hall. Her heart thumped faster as she stared at her former teacher and their eyes met.
Her pussy clenched with a fresh wave of moisture. With his slender body and tight jeans, she couldn’t help notice the bulge in his pants. Her blush and cunt grew hot and she had to turn away.
“He is so fucking hot,” murmured Anna. She leaned over. “I remember you had something for him, didn’t you?”
Christina’s jaw tightened as she tried to get the thoughts out of her head. “M-Maybe.”
When Anna didn’t say anything, Christina looked up to see her looking back at Mr. Roberts.
“Anna?”
“I think I’m going to invite him to the party,” said Anna right before she walked away.
Christina
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