In love with my teacher? (Teacher/student relationship)

It was 8am Sunday morning and I was waving my parents off from the door as they pulled out of the driveway. Nick was coming over today, and I had no idea what would happen. I'd never had a teacher in my house before.

'Oh and don't open the door to strangers, Kelly!' My mum called out the window.

'Yes, mum. Like you tell me every time!' I dismissed her with a shake of my hand and walked inside. Nick wasn't supposed to be coming over for a few hours so I sat down om the couch, shut my eyes and nodded off to sleep, with my dog my side.

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I was awoken by a doorbell. 'Fuck.' I muttered under my breath. 'I swear if that's Nick already I will bust a vessel.'

Swinging the door open I saw my handsome teacher dressed in sweats and a white tee. 'Woke you up?' he asked.

'No. This is just my new outfit. Come on in.' I invited. He stepped in and his scent of abercrombie cologne filled my senses. I couldn't help but look at his butt in his sweats. It looked absolutely lickable.

'What time is it?' I asked Nick.

'Noon.' He turned to look at me. His eyes widened, seeing me in a thin cam and pajama shorts.

'This is embarrassing. I should go change.' I started scurrying up the stairs. 'You can eat anything from the fridge, just don't come into my room, okay?'

'Okay. And you look great, by the way.'

I smiled to myself. When I got into my room and changed into skinny jeans and a t-shirt, I only then registered how amazing Nick looked. Even in sweats he looked sexy. I was slightly nervous to go downstairs, wondering what would happen. What the hell was I thinking, inviting a teacher over to my house! Just to get out of a detention! Am I incapable of rational thought?

In the kitchen, Nick was sipping on a glass of orange juice. 'How'd the driving test go yesterday, Kelly?'

'Failed that.'

'Really? Wow.'

'I don't know yet, I haven't got the results. But can you imagine ME driving?'

Nick snorted, covering his mouth with his hand trying not to spit juice all over the floor. 'I can, and I suddenly feel a lot less safe on the road.'

Chuckling, I said, 'You're one to talk, you drive as if you're in grand theft auto.'

'I'm amazing at grand theft auto.' he smiled a devious smile at me.

'I've got it, wanna play?'

'You play video games?'

'Of course, and I have to warn you, I'm absolutely lethal at grand theft auto. Come on.' I led him into the lounge.

'I'll bet you 20 bucks that I can beat you, Kelly. Are we on?'

'You think I have that sort if money?' I laughed. We slumped down onto 2 bean bags. I slid the disc into the console and handed him a controller.

'Okay. Who ever wins makes the loser a sandwich.'

'If you want to be poisoned.' I looked at him. He smiled at me, his big brown eyes beaming.

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'I can't believe you beat me,' Nick said, spreading butter onto a piece of bread.

'This sammich better be good, Nick.' I joked.

'Mmph.'

'Don't worry, I'll make you a sandwich, too. It's gonna be disgusting, though. I hope you don't mind.'

'I don't mind, I'll eat anything.'

'Umm, I only really know how to make cheese sandwiches, so you're getting cheese.' I took some cheddar out of the fridge, standing next to him, both of us making sandwiches.

I could smell his amazing cologne, distracting me from making the sandwich. I looked at him, just noticing now that I could see a chiseled six pack through his white shirt.

'What?' he asked, a smirk on his face.

'What do you mean what?'

'What's up? Why are you staring at me?'

'I wasn't staring at you,' I said, blushing.

'Tell that to my six pack,' Nick said, winking.

'Piss off!' I chuckled.

'I'm sorry, I apologise. It's hard for women not to stare at my sexiness. Some men, too.'

It was true.

'Shut up.' I giggled. 'You're so full of yourself.' I placed the cheese on some bread and handed Nick his sandwich on a plate.

'Thanks,' He handed me my sandwich, aswell.

I bit into it. 'Wow! Nick, that's amazing! You can cook?'

'Yes, cooking is one of my many specialties.' he smiled. 'Kelly, I want to get to know you better. Favourite colour?'

'Blue.'

'Favourite food?'

'Pizza. And pasta. All Italian food. Yum.' I licked my lips.

'Animal?'

'Horse.'

'Teacher.'

'You, obviously.'

He smiled. 'Vegetable.'

'Nope.'

He laughed. 'Didn't think so.'

'Okay, okay, I'll do you, now.' I silently thought of things to ask him. 'Favourite thing to do on the weekends?'

'Hang out with you, Kelly.' Nick beamed at me, showing his perfect teeth. I blushed.