Confessions of a Teacher


He was my star pupil, and very popular with his classmates. Tommy was also very handsome and mature for his 18 year of age.

It was one day, after school had ended for the day and most teachers and staff had left. I remained behind, grading papers that I had required of the students in my Literature classes. Tommy walked in and caught me by surprise.

“I was hoping you were still here, Miss Daniels. I have a question to ask you.”

“Oh Tommy,” I said as I laughed and placed my hand over my heart, as if to stop the sudden jump of my heart that his unexpected presence had caused, “sure, come on in. You’re here late.”

He just grinned, “Football practice.”

“Oh that is right,” I said. I got up from my chair and sat on the corner of my desk, while he stood in front of me. “How can I help you?”

“Well I wanted to talk to you about…. Something that I feel I can trust you with,” Tommy began, looking into my eyes.

I became concerned for my student immediately and motioned for him to sit down, only he shook his head.

“Is everything ok?” I ask him.

“Well…. I don’t know how go about this,” he sighed. “Well, there is this young woman I am attracted to, an older woman.”

“Oh?” I asked, sort of relieved. I was expecting to hear that he was in trouble. “That should be flattering to anyone.”

“Well, I would hope so,” he smiled at me, “The problem is that she is in a position of authority and anything between us is forbidden…” Tommy trailed off and started looking at the floor. Then he turned around and looked at me intently, “but she is so beautiful! I can just sit there and look at her all day!”

I was becoming uncomfortable by this. I began to wonder who he was talking about. “I wish I knew what to tell you, Tommy,” I said slowly after a moment of silence. “Is there something I can help you with?”

He stepped closer to me, “well, Miss Daniels, you can tell me how you feel about me.”

I stood up and placed my hands in front of me, as if to ward him off. “Whoa,” I said. “You have a crush on me?”

“Its more than a crush,” he confided in me, “I want to be with you.”

I took a step back and he came closer to me, “Tommy, a relationship between us would be impossible,” I exclaimed. “Y-you are my student!”

“I know that,” Tommy gr0aned and turned away from for a moment. “I have tried fighting it, but I can’t help myself,” he muttered. CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING