My Favourite Student

(23/03/04)

It’s just another day at school, as usual. Nothing special; I have, however had my eye on this girl in my year 12 Further Mathematics class. She isn’t really anything special looks wise (except the breasts of course), but she is the only one in the class that I can have a decent conversation with, get a bit of a laugh.
Last year though, I made a few moves on her, but I don’t think she noticed, or just shrugged them off as she thought I wasn’t being serious, but I am, and every move she makes to pull away hurts me, it’s almost as if I have a school girl crush. She just creeps into my mind, day and night, it’s wrong, but it just feels so right when I think of her. I wonder if she thinks the same of me, probably not as I am old enough to be her father, possibly her grandfather, but the way she looks at me sometimes, just sets me off; like a wild goose chase.

Walking into class John didn’t see much difference in the class, generally at least, his eyes had fixed onto her bandaged knee even in the hallway and was dying to ask how she was. Standing in front of the class for the first 5 minutes as usual seemed like an hour, just telling the class the normal thing of what to work on for the rest of the class was torture.
Watching her watch him talk to the class, John wondered how she hurt herself, it was probably an accident, maybe it was to get attention from someone, from him, but only in his wildest dreams.
“Exercise 4F, as many questions as you think you need to”
He sat down at his desk, before taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes, before focusing on the lap top in front of him.
“Mr. Curr!” Jess yelled, the girl who was sitting next to the girl who Mr. Curr couldn’t keep his eyes off.
He sighed and got up.
After explaining her question, he turned to Rebecca. “And what have you done to yourself?” He questioned.
“I fell off a chair, then got up from my locker too quick and then down a flight of stairs.” She laughed at herself, trying to hide her embarrassment. “I know, it’s my fault, but that’s alright.”
He smiled at her; it was all he could do. “Hope that it gets better soon then.”
He walked off, scolding himself for not saying more. He was lucky it was a double though today, he would still see her after lunch.
The rest of the lesson went by fairly quickly and the bell signaled to everyone that they could leave now.
Mr. Curr watched everyone get up and begin to leave, and then he heard someone scream, instantly he knew it was Rebecca.
He ran in her direction, he found her clutching her knee on the floor, red faced and clenching her teeth in extreme pain.
“What happened?” He asked, kneeling down on the floor next to her.
“She tried to get up too quick and lost balance” Jess said.
“Everyone go to lunch, Jess can you go get the nurse?”
“Sure, but I’ll put my stuff away first ok?”
“Just do it”
Everyone in the class soon left in silence. Jess taking her time, as she normally does with everything, she would be at least 15 minutes getting the nurse, and everyone knew that.
“Are you ok?”
Rebecca shook her head violently, her teeth clenched shut couldn’t produce an answer.
“I’m going to take off the bandage ok? To see what kind of damage there is.”
He moved next to her knee, pushing her knee high sock down to her ankle then her school dress up slightly, to reveal the entire bandage.
“Just relax and lie back Rebecca.”
“It hurts so much Mr. Curr”
“It’ll be alright, just relax.”
Looking at her knee, it was obviously swollen in comparison to the other knee. He slowly untied her very tight bandage, on the third time around Rebecca suddenly sat up gasping with pain.
“I know it hurts Rebecca, trust me.”
He put his hand on her shoulder and she put her own on his grasping it before lying back down. Pulling off the bandage it hurt Rebecca more, until it was just one throbbing pain, gritting her teeth all the while.
When the whole thing was off, it revealed a heavy purple knee that seemed to be misshapen underneath the kneecap and to the inside.
John got up for a quick few moments, getting his pencil case, pulling something out he handed it to her.
“Put it under your head.”
She grabbed it and put it under her head wincing with pain then relaxing slightly upon the pencil case.
Rebecca heard a snap, and then Mr. Curr said “I’m going to put something on your knee, tell me if you can feel it.”
He pressed his hand upon her knee, feeling how warm it was, he knew that there was trouble.
“Can you?”
She shook her head, “No Mr. Curr, I can’t feel anything.”
“Good”
He put an icepack on her knee and Rebecca couldn’t feel a thing, the pain did seem to lessen in the next few minutes.
“Thank you Mr. Curr”
“No problem Rebecca.”
“Can you pass me my pencil case?”
“Why?”
“I’ve pain relievers there and anti-inflammatory stuff.”
He leaned across her, Rebecca noticing a bulge in his pants, before him leaning back again with her pencil case and handing it to her.
She took a few pills and began to relax.
“I’m just going to do something; it will make it feel better. You’ll just feel a bit of pressure”
He pressed on her knee and she heard a loud crack then it felt all better.
“Better?”
“Yeah, how’d you know how to do that?”
“Ex-physiotherapist, you’d better just keep still until the nurse comes.”
He began to re-bandage her knee, feeling her soft warm skin slowly be covered up again. She sighed as he finished.
“That feels good Mr. Curr”
He wondered what she was thinking, if it was the same as he was thinking. Then he realized, she would never think that of an old man like me. She stretched her arms over her head, pulling her dress up further, revealing her pink underwear, she sighed and relaxed again.
“Oh don’t look so shocked Mr. Curr. And it’s not the painkillers either. I’ve always liked you.”
“I think you’re a good student Rebecca, I wouldn’t think like that, you could get me into trouble.”
He turned and pulled her sock back up her leg.
Rebecca sat up again, putting her hand on Mr. Curr’s shoulder to steady her, grabbing the pencil case that was behind her head, under her leg.
Rebecca leaned her head on her hand on Mr. Curr’s shoulder.
“Thanks”
He put his hand on her shoulder.
“Whenever you want me, I’m here for you Rebecca.”
She looked up at him and all she could feel was happy and safe. She kissed him on the mouth, it felt tingly and nice.
Shocked, he sat back and looked at her. Before looking into her eyes and kissing her back. She felt him move his hands around her hips before moving hers around his shoulders.
Pulling each other close together, she pulled her hand to her front, pulling up her school dress and pulling his shirt out of his pants.
“We shouldn’t Rebecca”
“Sshhhh”
She moved his hands under her dress; slowly moving down her underwear, before using a free hand to undo his belt and pants, exposing his hardness.
She pulled him back onto her and he kneeled between her knees, making sure the bandaged one wasn’t moved at all.
Something came over him and he couldn’t stop, he moved her underwear down and off her good leg, feeling her wetness with one hand, dipping one, then two fingers in.
She gasped.
“Are you sure Rebecca?”
“Yes, do me Mr. Curr”
She bit the inside of her lip as she finished talking.
“Rebecca”
“Please”
“Rebecca, what’s wrong?”
“I’m a virgin”
“I can’t do that to you”
“Mr. Curr, I want you to.”
“I could never do that to a student.”
He pulled himself off her and zipped up his pants and tucked in his shirt.
Rebecca, feeling really stupid, pulled her dress back and put her underwear back on.
She began to cry.
“I feel so stupid”
“Don’t be, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have done it to you, you’re innocent”
“No. I love you John.”
“No you don’t. You’re only 16.”
“17”
“17, you don’t love me, you are a great student and I am the teacher who fell for you and abused you.”
“No, I tried to have sex with you. It’s my fault.”
“How about we just forget about this?”
“Ok, I’m never going to tell anyone.”
“Ok, where’s that nurse? Bloody Jess”
“She always takes forever. But I’m sure she’ll be here soon.”
An awkward silence filled the room.
“Sorry Rebecca”
“Yeah, sure Mr. Curr”
Silence filled the room again, before John got up, looking back down at the red faced, Rebecca. He wanted it to happen, but taking her virginity was too much for him, he could never do that to her, to any girl, no matter how much he had wanted it to happen.
“Tell you what Rebecca?”
“What?”
“When you finish school, and if you’re still interested, maybe we could give it a go.”
“For real?”
“Sure”
They smiled at each other; he wanted so much to hold her again.
As if on cue, the nurse came in and looked at the situation.
“I take it you’re better then?” She asked.
“Yeah, Mr. Curr did something; I’m not really sure what.”
She looked suspiciously at him, before asking Rebecca “So you’re alright now? Can you get up?”
“I’ll try.”
It took the nurse and Mr. Curr to get her up, but once on her crutches she was alright again.
“Thanks”
Then the bell went, lunch was over, and Rebecca still hadn’t eaten.