It's Complicated

Becca wasn't worried about getting a B. So when he said he'd lower her grade to a b, her face remained calm, then he said the word C. She chewed on the bottom of her lip. He started lowering her grade and the room seemed to spin around her until he got to the dreaded letter grade of F.

Oh god, she was gonna faint.

This couldn't have been her family friend, her beloved baby sitter, her favorite gym teacher. What had that woman done to him?! "That girl really hurt you, didn't she to get you to do such drastic measures. You know, I could...report you to the principle for this..."

It was her last resort before she actually had to listen to him. "Then you'd get fired and you've always been my favorite baby sitter, Ry Ry. I'd hate to get you fired." She said using her childhood nickname on him.
 
Ryan slid off the counter, scowling. He hated his old nickname, and he hated being reminded of his ex even more.

"Hey Rebecca, you really think the Principal will take your word for it? Come on, lets be serious" He shook his head, smiling a bit. "Since I came to town, I've turned the football team around and made them champions. People I don't even know stop me in the street to shake my hand. You really think they'll tear me down?"

Ryan reached down, holding her hips, pulling her towards him. He was much stronger than her, he could just take her right here if he wanted to. But no, he knew that deep down, she wanted him too. He was going to make her admit it before he had her.

"No Rebecca, this town has learned to love me since I came back. And they're not going to run me out of town because some sexy young thing started spreading rumours about me. Everyone knows you have the hots for me, and when I tell the Principal that you are just making up lies because I turned down your offers for sex, well that will be the end of that."

Ryan began to press his bulge against her, holding her hips tightly. "Now, why don't you just end this little game and start doing as I say. It will be great for you, trust me." He grinned, winking.
 
"I.do.not." she said slowly, in response to her having the hots for him. At least, she never actually thought she had the hots for him. She never actually walked into the gym and stared dreamily at her gym coach like all the other girls did, probably because he had been like her brother.

Now, feeling that bulge against her...that was something a brother would not press against her. She still glared at Ryan though, especially when he said he'd tell the principle that she was lying and was making the come ons. "Fine, but lets just get the record straight, I hate you and I take back everything I said to my friends about you being the coolest coach in the world. You're not."

She pushed her blonde hair behind her shoulder, Becca pulled out of his arms pulled her jean shorts off revealing her bikini styled pink and white panties and then discarded her black top revealing her sparkling pink bra. The bra was tight and her 34 c sized tits almost seemed like they were about to pop out.

"There, comfy?" she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes at Ryan then added "Ry, ry." Now she said his nick name just cause she knew it pissed him off and she wanted to piss him off.
 
Ryan looked over her hot body hungrily, his eyes full of lust "Good girl, now isn't that more comfortable for you too?" He smiled, running his hand along her smooth stomach. "Now, we have this wonderful meal almost ready... how about you add the sauce and we eat?"

He pulled his hand way to open the cupboard, taking out some plates. He could tell she didn't expect that out of him, she probably thought he was going to try and get in her pink panties right then and there. But he wasn't the teen guys she was used to, he could be patient when he wanted to be. And he wanted tonight to last.

As she prepared the food, he searched through the kitchen. Surely there must be... ah, there we go. Ryan pulled out a bottle of expensive wine, checking out the label. "This should go nicely with the pasta, don't you think? I'm sure your parents won't mind one bit" He laughed, popping the cork. He found two wine glasses, pouring them each a glass.
 
She actually didn't expect it right away, he had said to cook in her underwear hadn't he? She unscrewed the pasta sauce and poured it in the now cold ground meat. She turned on the stove to heat it up as Ryan fished through the bar. Becca was not allowed in the bar, because she was still considered a 'minor', not allowed to drink; even though it was just wine.

"I guess; though I still think I'm a bit...under dressed for wine and spaghetti." She paused and grinned, "I know! I can go upstairs and get a nice sexy dress on, it'll still be revealing and shit.." She got ready to walk up the stairs, hoping to god that Ryan would at least agree to that.
 
Ryan smiled, maybe she was getting into this after all!! "Well sure, if it's as sexy as you say, go get changed. I'm sure you got some sexy lingerie hidden up there too, feel free to slip that on."

As she left Ryan took a sip of his wine, stirring the sauce into the now heated meat.
 
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Becca stared at him for a minute, was he serious? Because she was so not serious! She just...wanted to get out of wearing underwear and she was NOT wearing lingerie for him. Fine, he wanted to be that way.She stormed upstairs, from downstairs, he could probably hear her stomping up the stairs. When she came back downstairs, she was wearing her prom dress. It was strapless pink dress so he could probably see the straps to her bra, because there was no way in hell she was going braless.

The only benefit to the dress was that it was extremely short because the night of her senior prom she'd wanted to get laid and wanted her prom date to know it. So, if she bent down Ryan would be able to see the top of her thighs.

"I lied." She said as she walked back over to the meat and stirred hoping she didn't burn the bottom of the meat. "I didn't think you'd actually take me seriously." Becca gave a little shrug.
 
Ryan smiled, checking her out in her short dress. "Hey, I'm always serious. Can't you tell?"

He took another sip of his wine, watching her. "And seriously, you look amazing in that dress. I only ever get to see you in your sweats and tshirts in gym class, who knew you were such a babe?" He grinned. "Now how about you dish us up some pasta, I'm ready to eat!"
 
Becca cleared her throat and looked down. God, she must've been the dumbest 18 year old on the planet. What kind of 18 year old didn't enjoy an older man calling her hot, or sexy? What kind of 18 year old didn't want an older guy flirting with her? What kind of girl blew off the hottest teacher in her high---

"I need a drink..." She groaned, as she started spooning out spaghetti for the both of them. She definitely needed a drink. She was starting to think Ryan was hot, never in her whole life had she thought RYAN was hot, not when her hormones started kicking in, not when she got her period, not even when she found out he was going to be her gym coach.

Why was it all of sudden NOW that she thought he was hot?
 
"Good girl. Now take the plates to the table." Ryan watched her short skirt hike up a bit as she walked to the table, carrying their plates. He held the wine glasses and the bottle as he followed, setting them down in the dining room. As they sat down, he glanced at her cleavage, his pants bulging again. He then looked up at her eyes, smiling.

"There, now we can have a nice dinner. Cheers!" He held his wine glass up to her, his other hand sliding under the table to touch her bare thigh.
 
As she set their plates on the table, she could feel his eyes on her ass, she felt it move from her ass to her thighs then back up all the way up to her cleavage. She rolled her eyes, if she could've teased him, she totally would've except Becca knew that would've caused some sort of trouble. Sighing, Becca sat down and took a bite of her spaghetti.

Becca nearly choked and had to force back the food with some wine as Ryan's hand went up her thigh. "G-good spaghetti, you should um...try some..." She said, pushing his hand off of her thigh and forcing a smile. Something was reallywrong with Becca. She was probably the only 18 year old girl in her whole highschool who wasn't encouraging his come ons.
 
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Ryan chuckled as she pushed his hand away. He picked up his fork, twirling up some pasta and popping it in his mouth. "Delicious" he said, looking at Bec in a way that made it not clear if he was talking about her or the food.

He finished off his first glass of wine, pouring himself another. "What's the matter Bec, don't you like wine? It's delicious, your parents have great taste." He slid his hand back under the table, moving it up her thigh again, reaching under the material of her short skirt
 
"Yeah, I know it is." God, she hoped he was talking about the spaghetti, please be talking about the spaghetti. He better have been talking about the mother fucking spaghetti otherwise, she was agreeing that she was delicious.

"I like wine, but aren't you supposed to sip it? At least, thats what my parents do, they don't gulp it down like vodka..." Shit, I'm not supposed to know that right now, am I? I cover my mouth real quick and look away.
 
Ryan laughed. "Oh you're a pro drinker now, are you?" He took another sip of his wine, feeling the effects of the alcohol. "My mistake, I had no idea you were such a wine connoisseur"

He let his hand wander under her skirt more, until his fingertips brushed against her panties. He pretended there was nothing happening, taking a bite of his pasta with the fork in his other hand. "So Bec, you enjoying your meal?"
 
Becca blushed and looked away. "I um...no, i'm not I just...don't want the alcohol to get to my head...like it is you." She teased, taking another sip of her wine. She bit her lip, feeling Ryan tease along the material of her panties. Relax, she told herself. If you jump up and freak out, he'll fail you in gym class, if you don't then...well, there wasn't exactly a what if for that, was there?

Rebecca just had to go with the flow unfortunately. She had to just let things happen. It sucked for her, but she couldn't fail her classes. She should've been studying for bio right now, because that was what she really needed an A in, not P.E. That was the last thing that mattered at the minute. She took another bite of her food, forcing herself to pretend like this was no big deal.
 
For once, she wasn't fighting him. Ryan took another bite of his pasta, running his finger along her panties slowly. He pressed a little harder when he got in between her legs, testing just how far she'd let him go.

"So Bec, what are you thinking about studying in school?" He took another sip of his wine, looking innocent as he nudged her panties to the side. He felt her smooth pussy, slowly, inching his hand over her warm mound.
 
Okay, she really couldn't eat under this sort of pressure, literally. "Ryan, you're really making it hard for me to eat." She said, a blush covered her cheek. Why did he have to be her gym teacher? Why couldn't he have been in her senior class, graduating with her? Life was complicated, this was so complicated. The truth of the matter was, she was starting to realize that hell yeah she was attracted to Ryan, she just didn't realize why she didn't notice it until now. Maybe she'd never had the chance to notice it.

Why else would she be wearing her 'come fuck me' dress if she wasn't attracted to him? Becca pushed his hand away. She couldn't do it though, he was still her gym teacher, whether either one of them liked it or not. She still had morals. This was not a porn movie where the teacher got his way and fucked his student the minute her parents were out of the house.

If life were that easy, the whole world would be a porn movie and everyone would be getting laid every single minute of the day.
 
Ryan slid his hand back, smiling at her. "Sorry Bec, I'll stop. I just can't resist a beautiful girl like you, what can I say".

He set his hand back up on the table, taking another bite of pasta. She obviously wasn't quite ready to be pushed all the way yet... something was keeping her from giving herself to him. She seemed to like him being the nice guy earlier, maybe he should go back to that, he thought.

"I don't mean to be a huge creep, I've just been going through a rough time" He took another sip of his wine. "I guess I haven't been handling my girlfriend's betrayal that well... I thought that if I was with another girl, I'd feel better. But clearly you're not interested in me, and I shouldn't be putting pressure on you like that. I'm sorry Becca"

He smiled a little, giving her his best sheepish look.
 
He had such a cute face. Becca sort of had a feeling that's what started the whole thing, his cheating ex girlfriend. "Its okay, Ryan. I don't really hate you either." She smiled at him before taking another sip of her wine and bite of her spaghetti. "I don't think my boyfriend would appreciate me cheating in him though."

Her boyfriend was the quarterback of the football team,very cute. His name was Sean Michaels and practically every girl in school wanted him. It was only a stroke of luck that He had taken interest in Becca. "Buuut..." Becca felt the need to stroke Ryans ego. "if I were eight years older and you weren't my gym teacher I'd totally do anything you wanted." Her tone was playful and not to be taken seriously.

"so, don't think you're unwanted, Kay?"

Becca pushed her plate to the center. "Im full. I gotta get upstairs and study for my bio test, okay? Um you can relax in the living room and um I don't think my parents would mind if you sleep in their room, they did say make you comfy." She smiled, stood up and then walked upstairs.
 
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Ryan woke up the next morning in a good mood. Damn I haven't had a sleep that great in years

He hopped out of bed, getting dressed in shorts and a tshirt. Since it was Saturday, he had the whole day off. But what to do?

Ryan walked downstairs, heading into the kitchen. Becca must still be sleeping... going to have to continue being Mr Nice Guy, if I want to fuck her tonight!

He opened up the fridge, pulling out some bacon, eggs, milk, juice, all the fixings of a nice breakfast. He quickly got to work, mixing the eggs, starting the bacon in the frying pan, cooking up a delicious breakfast to hopefully soften up Becca even more.
 
All things biology swam through Becca's head. It was with great relief and hunger that she awoke to the smell of bacon and eggs. Her eyes fluttered open as she stumbled out of bed, forgetting who was staying the weekend or forever long he needed to stay and what she had gone to bed in. After using the bathroom and brushing her teeth, she walked downstairs in her pink and white 'tshirt' dress which couldn't really be considered a t-shirt at all as much as lingerie.

Her eyes widened at the sight of Ryan making breakfast and what she was wearing. Shit! she thought, thinking that maybe going upstairs and changing would be good choice, but when he turned around it was obviously too late.

Becca cleared her throat and ran her hand through her messy blonde hair, "Morning, did you sleep well?"
 
Ryan looked over at her in the middle of turning the scrambled eggs, and smiled. Fuck she looks so hot, I just want to bend her over right now...

"I slept great, thanks for asking. What about you, you seemed to be up fairly late studying. Learn lots?"

Ryan turned off the burners, setting the bacon on paper towel to dry. The toast popped out of the toaster at that moment, and Ryan smoothly grabbed it and placed it on a plate. "Breakfast should be ready shortly, madame"

She's loving this, I bet. She'll be begging for me to fuck her before I know it.
 
"Too much..." Becca groaned, "I never want to look at another biology book again. I seriously cannot wait for the year to be up." She said as she walked over to the fridge. He seemed to not pay much attention to her clothes or...lack there of.

This was good, maybe he was taking her advice and realizing that anything between them would be silly and revenge sex was terrible absolutely horrible. She bent over to grab the bottle of orange juice, her pink underwear slightly in clear view before she came back up.

Becca walked across the kitchen and stood up on her tip toes to grab two glasses, again her shirt lifted up slightly, revealing the not so modest underwear.
 
Ryan could feel a twitch in his pants as he snuck as many peeks as possible at Becca. The way she was bending over, showing off her perfect ass in those panties, she had to be asking for it!

He dished up two plates of food, setting them on the island in the middle of the kitchen. He sat on a stool, grabbing a fork. "Dig in Bec!" He smiled sweetly at her, taking a bite of bacon.

"Do you have any plans today?"
 
Becca sat down at the table after pouring them both some juice and setting that on the table first. Sitting next to Ryan, she took a bite of her eggs and sighed blissfully. It was delicious and then she chewed thoughtfully on her bacon at the question that was asked.

"Dunno, probably no studying today though."

She took a bite of her toast, then her eggs, then her bacon again before sipping her orange juice, "What about you? Do you have any plans for today?"
 
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