Teacher's Pet

She sat behind her desk, scattered with papers, knickknacks, pencils and her nameplate. She was grading test from the day before, the bell had rung about 30 minutes earlier and she could still hear students running and talking in the hall. She kicked off her heels and unfastened the first three buttons of her top. It had been unusually hot the last few days and because of school visits, teachers had been required to dress more “professionally” as the principal had instructed. She turned to face the window and caught a most relieving breeze from the fan.

As her head fell back slightly and she slid her hand over her neck, to enjoy the cool on her skin, she was startled by the bass voice coming from the door behind her. “Yea, right there is probably why you always were my favorite teacher.”

Her hand fumbled down to where her buttons were and she began to fasten them. The young man walked towards her, he wore a tailored dark gray suit, black button down with a few buttons undone, her eyes rested at his shoes.  She looked up again, he was gorgeous, his smile sparkled and his dimple. She remembered the dimple.

As she lit up he gathered  a loud, “So you recognize me now.”

Her mouth dropped and all she could get out was a, “WOW!”

“Wow, yourself Ms. or is it Mrs.?”

She giggled, “Its still Ms., hasn’t been that long”

He smiled again, and that dimple captured her. He looked like a man but he still had the face she remembered sitting in the back of the class, being occupied by all the girls, one of the most popular students she’d had over her 5 years. She was so caught up in her thought she only realized he was speaking because she could see his full lips moving.

“Sorry what did you say?”

“I said lucky for me.”

She smiled at him with a puzzled look on her face. “What does that mean?”

“Ms. G. It’s been 4 years since I graduated, you really think I’m here to visit and see friends, I don’t know anyone here anymore except you and Coach, but he doesn’t look half as good as you do in that skirt.” He licked his lips and stepped a little closer, he whispered into her ear. “Which makes you the only person worth coming back for.”

She felt a warm rush over her body and a tingle between her legs. She let out an awkward laugh and got up to walk around to the other side of her desk. She slightly brushed up against him feeling his masculinity through his clothing. He’d of course gotten taller and was almost a foot and a half taller than she and his shoulders were broad and she could just barely see how muscular he was thru the cut of his suit. “What are you talking about?”

He spoke about his crush and she assured him it was normal. He talked about how he still thought of her now and she confirmed it was mostly because it was such a pleasant experience. He said she didn’t understand him, She said she understood him perfectly. Before she could finish he’d kissed her. Her first reaction was shock. She’d been his teacher; he was 7 years her junior, and they were at the school. By now most of the students and staff had left, yet she knew anyone could pass by and see, finally she relaxed. She allowed his arms to encircle her and she kissed him back. He kissed her in a way that she wasn’t sure he should know how to. He kissed her neck, and found a new spot on her ear that she hadn’t known was there. His fingers and hands did things above her clothes that she was sure would make her explode if he ventured underneath her silk blouse and tight pencil skirt. She enjoyed him and she melted into his embrace. She wished someone would walk by and watch them, and see just how far they would go.

He picked her up and her skirt rose up her hips, her legs were bare and he could feel her heat. He sat her atop the desk, she rubbed her legs against him and she twisted them around his waist, pulling him closer to her. In her head she wanted to push him away, she couldn’t believe he’d so easily gotten her to lower her boundaries. When he felt her try to wrestle away, he’d find a new spot to kiss, bite, blow into, he’d tasted her lips, her tongue, her neck, ears, the crease in between her breast but he wanted to taste more. He wanted to do those things he’d thought about doing when he sat in the back of the class. Except now he had the skill, as well as, the know-how. He started to unbutton her blouse.

“Should we…” She started to ask if they should close the door.

But he had already taken her left breast into his mouth, the tip of his tongue teasing her nipple, and nibbling on it, while he palmed the right, squeezing it in his hand, rubbing his finger across the most sensitive part, through her black lace bra.

She moaned slightly and as she came closer to climaxing she grabbed his head and pulled him closer. He switched breast, living her breast exposed and slightly wet, the cool air felt good and his hand cupping it was enjoyable. She was spread eagle, her legs wide open on the desk. His eyes meet hers as he watched her delight in his fingering her, she was wet and his fingers glided in and out with ease. He whispered in her ear, “I wonder what you taste like?”

With that a new wetness soaked his fingers and he slide them out and put them to his lips. “Um, better than I used today dream about.”

He kissed her and she sucked his lips, licked his tongue until she too tasted herself. He kissed her cheek, neck, sucked her breast and made a path back to her wetness. He teased her. He parted her lips with his fingers. She spread her legs more. He blew into it softly; she used her fingers to keep her lips parted for him. She moaned… he licked her bare labia. He traced it with his tongue. He slid his finger inside her and rubbed her clit. He slid his finger into her mouth, as his tongue drew patterns on her clit. He massaged at her as he began to feast on her, he licked, sucked, kissed, slurped. His tongue tried to find and release her g-spot. She moaned, bit her lip, kept her self from grabbing his head and had to be pulled back to the edge of the desk twice.

He smiled, as he remarked, “why do you keep running from me?”

He wore her out, exhausted her orgasm twice, with just his tongue. Even turning her over and tasted her from the back, he dove in deep and his wet tongue glided in and out of her most sensitive parts. His finger tickled her ass, his teeth bit at its roundness. She came on his tongue. He tried to drink it up and it only caused her to come again

She tried to catch her breath in-between their moments of kissing. She unbuttoned his shirt and slid both it and his jacket off and to the floor. She kissed his neck and bit at his nipple he moaned slightly. She loosened his belt and unfastened his pants. She reached down and could feel the full strength of his dick in her hand. She massaged it. Played with the warm wet spot at the tip. She maneuvered his pants a bit more and let his pants fall to the floor. She looked up at him and smiled as she slowly lowered herself to her knees.

Her hands grabbed his waist and her lips surrounded his flesh, he could feel her tongue glide along the base of his dick as it made one pass in and out of her mouth. Before she could release the tip she sucked it back in, she slurped it and wet it in a way he had never imagined. He knees began to feel weak and buckled a few times. With every moan her motions would speed up, she’d make it just a little wetter and the friction of her hand gripping his dick and her warm mouth around the tip of his dick almost made him burst.

He begged her to wait to not make him come. He wished it wouldn’t end so quickly. He stood her up, kissed her and slid her skirt past her ass with a squeeze of her tight ass and a light smack. Her skirt fell to the floor. He lifted her up and on to his hardness. He rested her on the desk and kept his motions slow with long deep strokes.

She grabbed a hold of his neck and tucked her legs around his. He matched her movements to the rhythm of her movements, the tightening of her pelvis and the shifts of her hips. He rested his hand on the table and buried his face in her breast. Their breathing increased, he could visible see her chest rising and falling. His sweat dripped on to her. Her nails dug into his back, his back tightened and his strokes got shorter and more rapid. Her legs spread further apart and eventually he lifted them into the air, and the rested somewhere near her ear.

“You’re hitting my spot.” was all he needed to hear, to give him a boost of cockiness and take it from a good orgasm, to a damn good orgasm. He slid her off the table turned her around and made her knees buckle. She murmured a few, “yes’!” and “shits!” once moaned, “that feels so good.”

It wasn’t until he kissed her, massaged her breast with one hand and stimulated her clit while giving her the same, masterful fluid strokes from the back that she cried, “I’m coming. Shit, I’m gonna come”

Her body tensed and her breathing almost stopped. She shuddered in his arms yet he never stopped his stroke, he kissed her neck and that spot he found on her ear and she cried out again. He pulsed in her a few more times before he himself released his tension. Sweaty hot and exhausted they collapsed upon one another. He began to dress as she looked around for her panties. He slid them into his pants pockets. “You hungry?”

She turned to him as he buttoned his shirt and she slipped on her heels. “Are we dining in? Or will you be eating me out?”

My Man, his Man, could you date a Bi-Guy?

So I posed this question to myself after hearing a student tell her boyfriend was gay for one of his friends. It amazed me how open most of the current generation is, so I questioned if I could date a man who liked and had been with men. I couldn't really see why I couldn't be, but I wasn't totally comfortable with the idea. I began posing this question to my friends, folk on twitter and many women resounded with an unfaltering NO! But why not? I think it's about labels, penetration and society in general.


Many of the heterosexual women said no, they said they would stay if he wasn't open about it, but they found themselves already committed to him. (I wouldn't because then I'd see him as deceitful, another label). I think the idea of another man penetrating a man is another reason women hesitate. They can't see their man with another man, yet the idea of female homosexuality or bi-sexuality (more labels), is quite acceptable, it's even encouraged. But be it man on man, social taboos linger even when they have no validity.


Some women who were openly bisexual or open-minded understood the perspective of a bisexual man and wanted the same respect so they were more willing to date, engage and be with an openly bisexual man. I understood but wasn't convinced as to wither I could support or take on the role or task of openly with no judgement being with a man who has loved other men.


So here is how I thought processed this question with the aid and guidance of @AskABiSexualGuy (I swear he's my new best friend, in my head, any whoo...), I was able to ask open and honest questions and he answered just as openly and honestly, so here is where those conversations lead me.


1. I hate labels (and I don't use hate often). I believe the issue with most of this is the labeling, if we were not designated by labels would the effect be? Who would care, who was sleeping with who, as long as everyone was safe and it was healthy? The label doesn't matter to me because while he is with me, he is with me, he shouldn't be anything but mine, he belongs to no other man, or woman, he is with me. So, when does the label end and the just loving begin? 1. B. How will his labeling affect me, will I now be the woman who dates the bi-guy? Am I now queer? I like my life to be that, my life. If I were fucking six men, I don't want to be labeled a hoe, no more than I want someone to know how many men were in my bed at any point and time. Same with the man I am dating. But I understand the need for labeling and identifying for oneself. As a friend I can support and encourage their choice, as an individual, but within my personal life, I don't think I'd want to be so open, so labeled.


2. I've kissed men who kissed other women, these men have even feasted on the nether parts of said woman, or women and I don't think twice about that (well I do, but... ). A man who has kissed another man or done things I haven't even done (Not even going into that right now...), I question and I not sure as to why. A gentleman once tried to get me to perform fellatio on him said, "it's just skin". So why is it ok to be with a man who's been with other women in a why I don't desire but not a man who's been with another man in a way I possible have?


3. He'll desire and want for what I can't provide. This is a concern and issue that lies even in heterosexual relationships, when the man prefers women of a certain physical characteristic, or race, or socio-economic class. A man into women can leave for another desire, just as a bisexual man can, and the thought that he'll leave for another woman is less the concern than he'll leave for another man. What if, just what if, he doesn't. As a woman if he has a need or sexual desire are you willing to explore it to keep not a bi-man, but a good man. Someone said there are studies that bi-persons tend to be more monogamous. If out of their choices they choose you, are you not willing to give the chance to see what they maybe offering?


4. Many women were ok if they had found out after they had been dating. No. No. No, I want honesty up front, not because I think he should have to discomfort himself, but because I deserve the choice, just as I'd expect a straight man who I had intentions for to be open about himself. A person not willing to disclose themselves and hide maybe a deceitful person, why are they ok to be with someone not willing to be open, honest and vulnerable? Can you even create love in a dishonest relationship?


I believe all people deserve to be as open and honest about themselves as the next. To live the most happy and healthy life as possible and if the one I am with doesn't feel that for whatever reason, I am not doing him, nor, myself any good. Will I make an effort to date a bisexual man? No more than I do any other man. I intend to not judge him any more than I judged the guy I spent time with who'd previously done porn. I had to gauge myself an know my level of openness and know when it was or wasn't right for me. I feel this is the same for someone who's sexuality is more open than my own.


I've had great conversations with @AskABiSexualGuy and have shared openly how our discussions make me feel, my own reactions to discussing his lifestyle and how hearing about him with another man, doesn't affect me any more than hearing about a man with another woman.


Maybe I am numb, or I have evolved fully into this world we are now living in, tomorrow I may see this all differently. I know for certain I'd rather date an openly aware man, "bi' or exploring, than a closed off man of any kind. I believe being a more openly aware woman my benefit me and other women in the long run, because maybe if some of these men you feel they must be shamed and hide feel a place where they are accepted they may practice a new and safer lifestyle, which can only benefit us all.
So, now ask yourself could you date a bisexual man?

5 Categories Women put Men In, Plus a Bonus

I see a trend in trying to educate and empower woman, in handling relationships. I feel this will only work if men have the same tools, and they also put the time in to build relationships. Also understand woman have far more categories for men such as; the mama's boy, the player, the wimp, the lazy ass, we could go on and on, but that’s not the point of this, a lot of great guys are wondering some of the same things women are, and they are looking to be married and have children and hopefully this helps them?

We can only truly be together, if we learn to work together, to build a better union.

KISSES!!!

The One/ The Provider

He is it. We meet you and we say to ourselves “he is the one.” It may not be a smooth road, it might take sometime, but you meet most, if not all our needs (those being): spiritually, mentally, physically and emotionally. You are physically, economically, and educationally desirable. You are the man we can imagine having children with, you have desirable personality traits and are very attractive to us, (though you may not be attractive per say) but you keep yourself up and take care of your inward and outward appearance. You create the Magic, the heat and you take on the responsibilities as a man (protect, provide and profess), allowing us to be the woman. Thus meeting all those womanly needs… ALL of them!

The Meantime/ In-between Time

You are fun to be around, good-looking, pass the test when you meet our friends. You’re dependable and you can always be counted on when we want to go out, were lonely, or we need to get right. But you don’t create that MAGIC, its good, even great, but it’s a dull flame. You’re the one we can be with, without the relationship or go back to in-between relationships. But we can’t commit to you because it’s not the complete package. Often we don’t want you to be with someone when were not, which can lead you to believe we want to be with you, we just don’t want to share our time.

The Forever Friend/NGB (Nice Guy But…)

There is NO physical, emotional or sexual attraction to you. You may be the nicest guy we know, you may treat us well, and we may in our head even try to rationalize what it is about you or why we don’t like you. We may not have always felt this way about you and even given you a try, but maybe after a kiss or an unsuccessful night, we realized the physical attraction was not there and we could only be friends. *Bad kissers beware; if this has happened a few times after a kiss, work your skills a tongue kiss should never be like a shower. This relationship works great if shared mutually by both parties, if not you become the next guy.

The Big Brother/ Cousin

Ok we all have one; better yet we have all created one. You are the forever friend, or NGB who didn’t get it, your attraction and or persistence continued long after we made our stance (verbal or non- verbal). So what do we say to you, “your like a big brother to me.” And this is our final call, to let you know we have no interest in sleeping with you.

The Dream Chaser

We all know him or have meet someone like him, You’re usually between 30-35, maybe younger and still trying to achieve young man dreams, no not to be a fireman, policeman, doctor or lawyer. No you’re trying to be a rapper, a ball player, and an actor with hopes of becoming a leading man. This doesn’t work for women not because we wont support your dream, but in all honesty what is the likeliness that a 35-year-old undiscovered rapper will get discovered. If you’ve been doing it for the last 15 years, almost half your life and you have yet to be discovered, its time to push harder at a new career goal, maybe stage hand to a real rapper or towel boy for a semi pro team… no but seriously, you aren’t stable enough to show you can provide. You’d only be good enough to be a meantime man, if that.

The Baby Maker

We meet you and hear numbers like 2 boys, 1 girl or 4 boys, even 3 boys, 4 girls, who knows??? We think if you touch us we will instantly become pregnant. We become turned off by the numbers and have no desire to hear how many baby mothers are in your situation. Most women just know that’s too much of their hard-earned money and time divided into too many mouths and little bodies that don’t belong to her. Honestly for some women the number can be as small as 1 or 2, but as we get older we believe there aren’t many single men without children. *Note to the Ladies, there are.

(Bonus) NGD (Not Geographically Desirable)

No need to explain, you’re a great guy, your cute, funny, you have all the potential in the world to be the one, but as in real estate it’s all about Location, Location, Location. (This doesn‘t include long distant relationships, it more for a man who lives within the area but outside of the desired mileage radius.) So my suggestion is, don’t buy THE home, buy something that shows you have the potential to move up and own, something in a reasonable driving area, no more than 10 miles and or 30 minutes. Purchase a condo, or something you can turn into income producing property later, real estate that will show you have potential, purchasing power and decent credit. Men this will allow you to purchase something with wifey when the time is right. Understand most women want to BUY A HOME WITH YOU, not move into YOUR house.

5 Categories Women put Men In, Plus a Bonus

I see a trend in trying to educate and empower woman, in handling relationships. I feel this will only work if men have the same tools, and they also put the time in to build relationships. Also understand woman have far more categories for men such as; the mama's boy, the player, the wimp, the lazy ass, we could go on and on, but that’s not the point of this, a lot of great guys are wondering some of the same things women are, and they are looking to be married and have children and hopefully this helps them?

We can only truly be together, if we learn to work together, to build a better union.

KISSES!!!

The One/ The Provider

He is it. We meet you and we say to ourselves “he is the one.” It may not be a smooth road, it might take sometime, but you meet most, if not all our needs (those being): spiritually, mentally, physically and emotionally. You are physically, economically, and educationally desirable. You are the man we can imagine having children with, you have desirable personality traits and are very attractive to us, (though you may not be attractive per say) but you keep yourself up and take care of your inward and outward appearance. You create the Magic, the heat and you take on the responsibilities as a man (protect, provide and profess), allowing us to be the woman. Thus meeting all those womanly needs… ALL of them!

The Meantime/ In-between Time

You are fun to be around, good-looking, pass the test when you meet our friends. You’re dependable and you can always be counted on when we want to go out, were lonely, or we need to get right. But you don’t create that MAGIC, its good, even great, but it’s a dull flame. You’re the one we can be with, without the relationship or go back to in-between relationships. But we can’t commit to you because it’s not the complete package. Often we don’t want you to be with someone when were not, which can lead you to believe we want to be with you, we just don’t want to share our time.

The Forever Friend/NGB (Nice Guy But…)

There is NO physical, emotional or sexual attraction to you. You may be the nicest guy we know, you may treat us well, and we may in our head even try to rationalize what it is about you or why we don’t like you. We may not have always felt this way about you and even given you a try, but maybe after a kiss or an unsuccessful night, we realized the physical attraction was not there and we could only be friends. *Bad kissers beware; if this has happened a few times after a kiss, work your skills a tongue kiss should never be like a shower. This relationship works great if shared mutually by both parties, if not you become the next guy.

The Big Brother/ Cousin

Ok we all have one; better yet we have all created one. You are the forever friend, or NGB who didn’t get it, your attraction and or persistence continued long after we made our stance (verbal or non- verbal). So what do we say to you, “your like a big brother to me.” And this is our final call, to let you know we have no interest in sleeping with you.

The Dream Chaser

We all know him or have meet someone like him, You’re usually between 30-35, maybe younger and still trying to achieve young man dreams, no not to be a fireman, policeman, doctor or lawyer. No you’re trying to be a rapper, a ball player, and an actor with hopes of becoming a leading man. This doesn’t work for women not because we wont support your dream, but in all honesty what is the likeliness that a 35-year-old undiscovered rapper will get discovered. If you’ve been doing it for the last 15 years, almost half your life and you have yet to be discovered, its time to push harder at a new career goal, maybe stage hand to a real rapper or towel boy for a semi pro team… no but seriously, you aren’t stable enough to show you can provide. You’d only be good enough to be a meantime man, if that.

The Baby Maker

We meet you and hear numbers like 2 boys, 1 girl or 4 boys, even 3 boys, 4 girls, who knows??? We think if you touch us we will instantly become pregnant. We become turned off by the numbers and have no desire to hear how many baby mothers are in your situation. Most women just know that’s too much of their hard-earned money and time divided into too many mouths and little bodies that don’t belong to her. Honestly for some women the number can be as small as 1 or 2, but as we get older we believe there aren’t many single men without children. *Note to the Ladies, there are.

(Bonus) NGD (Not Geographically Desirable)

No need to explain, you’re a great guy, your cute, funny, you have all the potential in the world to be the one, but as in real estate it’s all about Location, Location, Location. (This doesn‘t include long distant relationships, it more for a man who lives within the area but outside of the desired mileage radius.) So my suggestion is, don’t buy THE home, buy something that shows you have the potential to move up and own, something in a reasonable driving area, no more than 10 miles and or 30 minutes. Purchase a condo, or something you can turn into income producing property later, real estate that will show you have potential, purchasing power and decent credit. Men this will allow you to purchase something with wifey when the time is right. Understand most women want to BUY A HOME WITH YOU, not move into YOUR house.