"I'm so sorry Ms.Brewer I didn't see you !!"
Jen was apologizing profusely as she got on her hands and knees and tried to help pick up all the scattered papers off the ground. "It's okay Ms.smith" Ms.Brewer said in a frustrated tone that she seemed to always have whenever Jen was in class.
Ms. Brewer was a 42 years old brunette with streaks of gray running through her bun. Wrinkles began to form on her face due to years of stress being a teacher. Wearing a black skirt and button up white blouse. Her legs were still shapely despite her apparent age which caused some boys to find her appealing in a strange way.
Jen could just tell that the situation was not 'okay' because she could see the obvious glare of her teacher. She could hear the tanking of her grade at that very instant. "Just go to class ms. Smith" she said in that monotone voice she uses when teaching class. Jen was about to insist to help but she knew what ever she said or do would not help her situation in the slightest. She gathered all the papers she could and handed them to Ms.Brewer before leaving.
"Again I'm really sorry Ms.Brewer" Jen said one more time before making her way down the hall. While Jen was leaving Ms.Brewer couldn't help but turn her head to get one more look at her student. As she did Ms.Brewer was caught in a trance looking at the cheerleader leave, seeing her slender form walk down the hall. Ms.Brewer couldn't help but stare at the cheerleaders beautiful busty body taking in every voluptuous curve as they bounce and strain with each step. Only when Jen rounded a corner did Ms.Brewer finally was snapped out of her trance.
Leaving her to wonder what that was about before she concluded she needed more coffee in her system. Before continuing to pick up the dropped spread sheets. Unknown to her somthing was happening to her as she made her way down to the office