Page 1 of Tempting Her Teacher

Chapter 1

“Teacher McHottie is watching your ass again,” Becky said with a grin as Megan stretched waiting for the game to start.

“He is not,” Megan replied turning her head to the side rolling her eyes at her friend.

“Made you look though, didn’t I? God, I would kill to have him look at me just once. I swear I think it’d give me an orgasm right then and there with those steely eyes of his,” Becky sighed making her laugh.

“If he actually turned his gaze onto you like that you’d flip out not knowing what to do.”

“I know but I can dream, right?” Becky stated and Megan chuckled again knowing exactly how she felt. Their teacher was gorgeous and all male. He’d been there for nearly a year and a half now and Becky like every other girl there—including her—was in love with him.

She wanted his gaze on her, wanted him watching her but he didn’t. He had a girlfriend; an older woman who she’d heard was at least four years older than he was even. He was twenty-eight and hot as hell. He looked like a basketball star still, which wasn’t surprising since he’d played in college, she knew because she’d googled him after he came to town. The photos of him outthere were still on her computer. She let them play while she tried to discover what her mom didn’t want her to know. What her mother said good girls never did, before demanding she behave when she went out on dates.

On top of being their teacher, he was also the boys’ basketball coach and as such was at every game. Which meant seeing him more often than just in class.

She hung around afterwards, waiting for the latest guy she was dating to finish and saw a woman head towards him, slide her arms over his shoulders and kiss him. She was fairly attractive, but he didn’t seem too enthused by his response, and she let it linger in her mind as the next day went by them. She had his class for seventh period and put on her low-cut top with her push-up bra, adding a necklace that was just long enough to rest on the tops of her breasts, then spent the better part of the hour not paying attention while she chewed her gum loudly. She slid the pendant back and forth drawing his attention to her mouth and breasts.

“Megan, you know the rule, there’s no gum in my class,” Ryan said, trying his utter best to ignore the breasts straining against her top. He’d never been attracted to a student before now, but he couldn’t get her out of his mind lately. He’d stayed with Diane simply so he could guarantee himself some easy action with the woman and stay away from Megan.

“Come on Mr. Meyers, it’s just gum,” she said shrugging her shoulders jutting her breasts out further.

“Spit out the gum or it’s a detention. I’ve given you enough warnings this week,” he stated, and she simply blew a bubble, popping it loudly. “I’ll see you after school,” he told her handing her a tissue. “Now spit it out.”

Megan saw the way his eyes strained to focus on her face and gingerly took the tissue from his hand. “I have practice after school.”

“You should have thought about that before chewing gum—again. Maybe an afternoon of detention will remind you that there are rules, even for the head cheerleader.”

She rolled her eyes not wanting to admit how much she was enjoying it and when the day ended, she happily headed to his class for the detention. She plopped down in a seat pushing her shoulders back so her breasts would be displayed prominently and eyed him curiously, wondering if anyone else had detention with him. When he shut the door, she knew they didn’t and began to play with the edge of her top, before putting her hair up into a ponytail musing, “It’s so hot in here. Don’t you think?”

Ryan tried to keep his gaze from her, she was only seventeen still and he did not need this sort of temptation. He was ready to tell her to just go to practice when she blew another bubble popping it loudly irritating him all over again for not following his rules. In his life, rules were important—extremely important and her breaking them, made him want to show her the real punishments he enjoyed giving. Which was honestly the last thing he needed to think about with her sitting in front of him looking so fucking tempting. “Really Megan? You’re here because of chewing gum and what do you do first thing once here?”

“Sorry, I forgot,” she said with a shrug leaning forward to grab a tissue from his desk, pushing her breasts up further making him hold back a moan of agony. “I just like having something in my mouth to keep it busy.”

Ryan didn’t know what to think or say to that. She likely had no idea what her actions shouted or what a comment like that could do to a person, especially a man who was already sexuallyaroused simply by the sight of her pretty little face, let alone what her gorgeous little body did to him. “Do your homework and remember no gum tomorrow,” he stated turning back to his papers. He glanced up at her every now and then, finding her breasts pushed forward as she flipped pages in her textbook.

“Can I ask you a question?” she said about fifteen minutes before the detention was over.

“It depends,” he said cautiously. “If it’s about your homework for class, yes.”

“It’s not…I just…I’ve dated a few of the guys from the team,” she stated, his eyes tightening as she spoke. “I just wanted to make sure they weren’t saying anything about me in the locker room that’s not true. I really don’t want to have the reputation of being easy you know?”

“I haven’t heard any discussions of the sort, but if you don’t want to be talked about then you might not want to dateeverymember of the varsity team,” he said trying to control his tone, but it still slipped a hint. Fucking hell, he didn’t need her to sense his jealousy. She wasn’thisto be jealous over.

“Well…there’s no need to be nasty about it,” she said crossing her arms under her breasts putting them on display even more.

“I was simply stating a fact. You’ve dated the entire starting lineup and most of the second line of the team in the last two years. You’re setting yourself up to be discussed by them, for them to make comparisons as to your dates and…other activities.”

“So what if I’ve dated them? I haven’t been out screwing all of them. They’re not exactly what I’m looking for but they’re about all that’s available to get me out of the house,” she retorted, her lips turning into a half pouting scowl.

“Fine…why don’t you finish out your homework now?” Ryan suggested not wanting to deal with the idea of her sleeping with anyone or hearing about her type.

“It’s not fine…you’re like all the others, aren’t you? You just want some easy lay.”

“Megan, this is an inappropriate topic,” he stated, knowing he should have simply kept his mouth shut after telling her that he—thankfully—hadn’t heard any of the guys on the team discussing her. If he had, he probably would have lost his shit resulting in either all of them in his room for detention every day for the rest of the year, or him out of a job for physically going after them if he’d heard evenoneof them mention her in a sexual manner. He could take losing the job without a care. He couldn’t take not seeing her every day—no matter how dumb it was to want her. How impossible it would be to truly have her the way he wanted her.

“It’s also inappropriate to stare at my breasts but you have been all day. It’s alright though,” Megan said pulling a deep drawl of breath from him that she enjoyed seeing. “You can stare at them. You can touch them too if you want,” she added leaning forward, smiling inwardly when his eyes went directly to them.

“Megan…”

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