Teacher

Hub was waiting on the sidewalk.
'He told me to wait at this exact location, he should show in a minute.' She thought to herself, hoping Vivendi shows soon since she doesn't want to be seen in this outfit. She felt embarrassed wearing a school girl's outfit, it was a bit revealing. The outfit's skirt was short enough to nearly see a good upskirt of it, it also came with a white button up shirt, a cute black bow at the neck, thigh high socks and black button shoes. She could feel her face heat up looking down at herself in this uniform, she hopes Vivendi would like it and she was wearing exactly as what he described. She saw a black European sports car drive by and stop at where she was standing. Window rolled down slow, showing the Frenchman that was looking her up and down. His mouth curled to a smile as he opened his door, stepping out, closing the door behind him and walked over to the other side of the car. He looked at Hub for a moment then took out a cigarette out of his pocket and a lighter. He lit it, took a long drag out of the cigarette as he leaned back to admire her and finally said, "Need a ride?"



Hub was blushing in the seat of his car, looking down at her book bag in her lap and was occasionally giving side glances to Vivendi. Especially to the outfit he was wearing. He wore a white button up, having a couple of pens in his left shirt pocket but she also spotted a box of cigarettes in there, a purple tie, a pair of black slacks with a belt around it and black framed glasses. He had followed the exact outfit she wanted him to wear as well. Now all they both do is to stay in character.
"So, mademoiselle Hub. Do you always walk home afterschool?" Vivendi had asked her, giving her a glimpse until he focused back on the road. Hub got snapped out of trance and looked over at him.
"Oh! Uh.. yes I do, sir. I usually don't have a ride so I just walk instead." He smirked as he said, "A pretty girl like you shouldn't be walking home this late. You could get hurt. You know I could offer to take you home everyday afterschool if you'd like. I just don't want you getting into any trouble with anyone while heading home."
She nodded, "Sure I'd like that."

"I care for all my grade A students. Especially you Hub, you're doing really well in my class and I'd hate for you to get hurt at all."

"Really? I didn't think I doing that well in your class, sir. Your lessons lately have been tougher than usual."

"You've been doing better than most. Plus you always ask about extra credit so that really helps your grade too. But if you need me to go over the lesson again I'm free to help for tutoring."

"Could you go over it now?" She had asked with hesitation but she saw where Vivendi took one hand off the wheel to put out the cigarette into the small ash tray he had and he looked over at her.

"I'd be happy to."



He parked in the driveway, stepping out, closing the door, walking over to Hub's side and opening her door. They walked to the door, Vivendi grabbing his keys to open and unlock the door as they both stepped in.
"What was the recent lesson about?" Vivendi asked while Hub was setting her book bag down on the dining table. Hub opened it to take out a small journal and flipped through it. "Uh it was on proper grammar but I've been having trouble on pronouncing the sentences we wrote down." Hub said as she looked at the sentences that where written in French on the page. "Alright, try saying the first word then I'll tell you how to properly say it." Vivendi set his keys down on the kitchen counter and walked back over to the dining table.
Hub pulled out a chair, sitting down and started with the first word.
"J'ai regardé de-.."

"Dehors. That's how it's pronounced, Hub. Here try this." Vivendi pulled out a fountain pen from the shirt pocket and wrote on her journal. "This is where the emphasis starts. Whenever a sentence starts you put.." Hub's listening trails off when Vivendi leaned in closely next to her and she could smell his expensive cologne. She shuddered under her breath, wondering if Vivendi put an extra coat of it just for her to notice, she can't really tell if she's getting teas-

"Hub?" Hub jolted when Vivendi put his hand on her shoulder. "Are you paying attention?"

"O-Oh, sorry. I am, sir." She wondered why she was studdering, why was she? Vivendi chuckled then pulled out a chair and sat down next to her. "Okay, so you understand at least how to speak French, non?" He asked as he cocked up an eyebrow. Hub nodded her head at the question as she looked down at the floor.
"Then you would know how to carry out a conversation right? Do you want to at least practice that? You seem to know how to speak it rather than read it." He pulled out another cigarette out of his pocket and the small lighter. "Yes sir." Was the only thing Hub had said but never took her eyes off the floor. Vivendi lit his second cigarette of the day and stood up from the chair. "Let's begin."

He cleared his throat before he had a drag of the stress relieving cancer stick and spoke with his normal thick accent.

*"How do you do?"*

Hub had shivered in the chair from hearing his French. It took a while until she replied back with a small stutter, *"I'm fine, how are you?"*

Vivendi smiled, though her American accent stuck with her, he was pleased at her proper French and took another drag. *"I'm doing well. Thank you for asking. Though you seem a bit.. distracted."*

Hub's legs were shaking slightly because she realized that he had noticed her fidgeting the whole time. Did he know she might have been nervous?

*"I'm not."*

*"Are you sure about that? What has been distracting you?"*

*"Nothing."*

Vivendi stepped forward, stood in front of Hub and looked down at her. He held the half done cigarette in his mouth then put his hand down to bring it under her chin and tilt Hub's face up to look at her. He loved looking at her features up close, her emerald green eyes, how her bangs would cover her shy face, her cute nose, a mouth that would form the most adorable smiles he'd ever seen but the face he was seeing currently was even cuter. Her eyes big and curious, under those eyes were reddened cheeks and a mouth that was slightly opened for her to pant out small breaths of air. This face was enough to make a man smile and that's exactly what Vivendi did as he spoke in French again.

*"Am I distracting you, Hub?"*

Hub gave off a small gulp before she said,

*"Yes."*

*"Do you always get this distracted around me? Even in class?"*

*"Yes."*

*"In other classes also?"*

*"Yes."*

*"You think about me often, Ms. Hub?"*

*"...Yes sir."*

Vivendi puts his hand on her shaking thigh to calm down her nervousness but also started rubbing it lightly as his other hand kept its spot under her chin. *"What do you think about me doing?"*

She had gasped out quietly at the touch but also at the question. She wanted to tell Vivendi what she's been wanting all day from him and only him. She couldn't really take it anymore so she grabs at his tie and pulls it forward from them to be closer.

"I think about you kissing me."

He had took the hint of her neediness and took the cigarette out of his mouth. His lips pressed against hers, she could taste the cigarette he was smoking and smell the cologne a lot more stronger. She wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer so the kiss could deepen. Vivendi pulls away for a moment to put out the finished cigarette then got back into the passionate kiss. His hand on her thigh had slipped under the short skirt, feeling her smooth skin while the other hand was on her waist before it made it's way up into the shirt, going further upwards until he feels the cushioned violet bra that showed easily through her white shirt. She knew it would. He pulled the bra down enough to expose the breast out and his hand moved to grope at it. Feeling the softness of it in his hand. This made Hub moan out as he fondled at her sensitive nipple with his fingers. He kissed her cheek and was leaving a trail down to her neck. His hand left her breast, leaving it to rub against her shirt as the hand moved to her back to unclip the bra while his other hand left from under skirt to undo the small black bow and unbutton the white shirt. Hub's body was turning hot to the touches, too hot for herself to breathe as she was already panting from his touches as she put her hands into his hair. He unclips the bra successfully but his hands stop, making Hub gaze at him with worry at the sudden pause, "Vivendi are you alright?" She broke character, sure, but she was more concerned for him. The hand in her shirt slips out. He had looked back at the table, reached over to it, moving the journal and book bag to one side and told Hub, "Hold onto me" as his hand moved to her back and the other to her behind. She listened, her arms tight around him then he picked her up from the chair to sit her on the dining table. Before Vivendi does anything, he looks at her and forms a smile while saying, "You look adorable." Hub blushes and smiles brightly at his comment, "You spoil me too much with complements." She looks down at his black slacks, she slips her shoes off and brushes at the bulge with her sock. "Come on and get this tight uniform off me. I want to see what my professor has been keeping from me." This earns a low groan from Vivendi. That's when the last button gets unbuttoned, Hub shrugs the shirt off, bra following it afterwards and both get set on to the table.
Hub feels her breasts getting exposed to the cool air and she shivers from it but she gasps when he feels his tongue lick at her left nipple. Her hands return back into his hair, tugging lightly at it whenever Vivendi would suck on it. Hub's other hand wanders  down to his chest, undoes his purple tie and lets it drop to the floor as she unbuttons four buttons on his shirt to get a nice look at his chest. She usually likes getting a view of it whenever they would do things like this. While Vivendi licks and bites at Hub's nipples as his fingers plays with the other, one hand places back onto her thigh, his fingers occasionally fidgets on the hem on her thigh high socks, pulling on it then it snaps back into place. His hand finally moves up her thigh to her matching violet panties under her skirt, his hand slipping in between her thighs and he felt the soaked fabic. His thumb brushed roughly on the spot and a shocked gasp came from Hub's mouth as she threw her head back. "Vivendi.." He stopped and looked up at her. "Please, enough teasing I can't take much more." She was right, she couldn't and he knew that just from touching her. Who knows how long she's been wet just from thinking about this scenario. He pulled at her panties down enough for him to easily slip two fingers inside her. She moaned out his name and slipped those panties down to drop to the floor as she spread her legs wide for him. He kissed at her neck again while he spread her more with three fingers, his other hand was trailing down her stomach then moved to the belt on his black slacks and finally unbuckling it. He desperately unbuttons and unzips the front of his slacks and pulls his black matching boxers down enough to free his hard needy erection. He groaned when he felt the cool air hit it, making him nip at Hub's neck and she gave out a sharp moan. She laid back on the cool table, her back arching at the contact of her warm skin on the freezing dining table but the coolness got replaced with Vivendi's body heat as it made her warm all over again. He slipped his wet fingers out of her and placed both on the back of her legs, letting them spread wide enough for him to rub his dick against her folds. His hand came up to her face to move her bangs away from her flushed red face and leaned forward to kiss her forehead.

"I love you so much.."

He slowly began to slip the tip of his cock in but Hub moved to take in the whole thing and they both moaned out together. She pulled on the collar of his white shirt as she kissed him roughly on the lips. She broke them apart but then wrapped her arms around his neck again and whispered into his ear.

"I love you too."

He had brought his hips back and came forth roughly into her. Needing so much of her as much as she wanted him, she showed this by wrapping her legs around his waist. He was thrusting into her smoothly but roughly as she kept moving in rhythm of it, both of them colliding at the same time with each other. Hub's head was resting on his shoulder, her hands pawing at his back, her fingernails scratching against it but was not leaving any with his shirt in the way. One hand moved to the front and was pulling at his shirt down. Exposing his upper back, his whole chest, this was her chance to bring her other hand down to scratch red marks from bottom and top of his back. Vivendi hissed at the pain then moaned at the pleasure as this encourages him to move faster. The hand on his chest moves back to join the other one on scratching at his back, she could hear his groaning and him getting rougher. She's nearly at her peak and he is also so she leans in forward to his neck, kissing it, licks a certain spot and then bites down it hard. Vivendi grips grows tight at the bite and he pants out breathlessly into her shoulder as he reached his climax. Hub's body shook when she came, her mouth coming off of Vivendi's neck and she cried out in pleasure from just feeling him spill into her. She could even fill him spill out a little onto her thigh. Vivendi tries to pull out after he met his point but he feels Hub's legs tighten around his waist.

"Hub?"

"Don't let go just yet. I want to be in this moment a little longer.."

He chuckled tiredly but he didn't let her go. They both stayed in their warm embrace and didn't bother breaking away when Vivendi picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. They were both tired, Vivendi didn't bother picking up a cigarette after sex this time, he just wanted to rest after with his wife.