Pathetic me and my Friends.

The teacher continued to read the names on her hand, using her tablet.

When she finished ready, she slowly look away from the gadget and look at us. She noticed the familiar gazing at her, she then just look at her back.

Her eyes continued to move, like finding something, when she look at the corner right of the board, there she could see something white.

She then moves to where the white thing is. Her movement made her mature hips and the beautiful view of her ass move with her body.

This made the students give up hiding their lusty gazes, and just look at the body of the woman, like hungry wolves.

Of course, the teacher noticed all these gazes, but living in this world, with her body for a long time already, she did not even bother working anymore and just continue to walk in the direction she intended.

When she drop the tablet on the table and started walking somewhere. Me and my pathetic wimp friends, of course, did not shy away too and watched the beautiful sway of her body.

I did not notice our pathetic behavior and just watch the nice view in from of us, but the other students who have the most handsome looks, that did not even compare to us, had their faces calm, like always.

These calm students just glanced at the mature beauty in front of them, before observing their surroundings.

These calm students do this to observe if there is anyone who is calm as them and when they do, they did notice other relaxed students like them.

This made their assumptions correct. There are geniuses in this room too.

These genius students know that the woman's charm in front of them is nowhere customary. That's why by observing their surroundings and understanding those who are calm.

They would know who are the strong-willed ones. These guides also look in our direction; after seeing us, their faces become sneering and disdain the calm ones.

Meanwhile, while I looked at the sight in front of me, I noticed this gaze too, and I could only shake my head.

When I shook my head, no one noticed it because, after this, geniuses looked at us with disdain. They directly look away out of disgust.

When these students look away from my group of pathetic friends and me, I also observe them, but my face has the same lusty gaze.

The lust in my gaze is not fake; it is a lust for the woman in front of me.

Come on, who would not enjoy the dreamy body, but even though I am looking at the teacher with real lust in my eyes.

I use my side view to observe the unknown students that must get transferred here.

Looking around, I could see my famous classmates, who had my attention ever since they entered this school.

I could also observe the new transfers in my class, but I sighed out of nowhere; my friends, though, would not bother asking why; I said because there are too focused on the mature beauty that they continued to watch with lust.

Looking around, I almost cried, knowing that my classroom only had boys; lucky us, the teacher is assigned randomly.

That's how we can, too, have a beautiful teacher in front of us.

Honestly, if the teacher is a boy, I would feel like I am inside a classroom of hell.