A Fiery Love Filled With Much Passion And Rage

I want to share my story with you! I was a student in 12th grade when I realized that I had feelings for my teacher. I fell in love with her smile and her hair. She was blond, slender, with huge green eyes in which I sank. Once after the lesson, she once again asked us if we had any questions. I raised my hand, but she was surprised, because she knew that I was terribly lazy and took her study material lightly. I don't know how I gained courage, but I decided to admit my feelings. I had decided this was the moment and I didn't want to back down. She looked at me strangely and said with irony: Stay K., let us see which whiskey you will ask me about or which disco. I was embarrassed and wanted to go out, but I was determined that I wanted this to be the moment. I sat down at the first table and looked into her eyes. I had lost my mind and my words. I just wanted to look at her, but she interrupted me with a sneer: Eee K., finally say what worries you. Out of nowhere I said: Madam, are you free tomorrow? I want to see you and talk. At first she was startled and got up from the desk, walked over to me and I thought there would be a slap. She looked at me again and said: Are you taking me down? I had no words, they had all evaporated. I stood and was silent as in an unharvested vineyard. Apparently she felt sorry for me and said: Well, well, if you want to see me so much tomorrow, I'm free, we have 1 hour and 30 minutes available, let me see what you want. I'm home. I was looking forward to tomorrow. In the morning I got up, got a haircut, shaved and went to school. We ran into each other in the hallway and she started laughing: Kitty, you're very dressed, don't call me a bride to take. I smiled and said until after. The appointed hour came and I went to pick her up. We were with my car so as not to waste time. We entered a restaurant far from school so as not to attract attention. We were silent for 5 minutes and looked at each other. At one point I said to her: Look what, I'm coming to tell you exactly and clearly, I'm in love with you and that's the situation. She was embarrassed and replied: Well, K., we switched to "you" very quickly. Do you know that my husband is a policeman and only if he finds out that we have seen each other will he turn the whole world around to find you and make you feel sorry. It was all the same to me and I told her: If she wants a restraining order to get me, this love is not like the others, but is much more special. Then she understood where I was fighting and said that she wanted us to go and that nothing would come of it. I felt bad, but I gained courage and kissed her, pushed me and looked at me again, finally she kissed me, but very briefly, took her bag and left. I had an appointment with her the same day, but she told me that I was free to go and that there was no point in going, and if that was my goal from now on I still had 3. I pretended not to hear her and stayed. For 40 minutes, she never once looked at me. An hour later she hurried away, but I spotted her on the street. I asked her what was going on, and she told me to leave quickly because she was waiting for her husband to come and pick her up from work. He promised me that when he thought about it, we would talk. A week passed and I decided to pretend to be crazy, not to greet her, not to look at her and I could stop loving her. Only it didn't turn out the way I thought. I started watching her, found out where she lived, and often passed by just to see if it was lit in the bedroom at night. I was crazy. When I saw that at 2 o'clock in the evening I was imagining how they were having sex, and she was kissing him and giving herself to him, I was very upset, but still she had obligations to her husband, and I was no one to interfere. Finally, she looked for me herself. She called me at 6:30 pm in the office and supposedly helped her with something. After I entered, she turned the key and sat down next to me. He asked me: Why was it me, K., are there others of your age, do you think I can't see your car with its headlights off and the engine running under our window? Don't you understand that he is my husband, I don't want it to be hard for you to imagine such things, and I have a daughter from him. I felt really sick, but I realized. She was completely right, I was annoyed when I saw the man and how he turned off the lamp and how after 20-30 minutes it lit up, I understood that it was his. I apologized for everything and got up, reached the door, but she took my hand and then hugged me. She stroked my head and was pressed hard against me. I couldn't stand it, I started kissing her everywhere, and she responded, but I didn't want to do it at school. She promised me that she would come up with something for her husband over the weekend and see you. I kept touching my lips, there were hers. I left happy, but also nervous. I went to bed and the next day my phone rang, she asked me to go immediately to pick her up from the train station. In 5 minutes I was there and she was waiting for me. We got in the car and went through a supermarket to shop for tonight. At two or three, she explained to me that she had told her husband that she was going to Shumen for a meeting with her university student. We arrived home and she called him, they talked briefly and she wanted to hear her daughter. He talked to her for a long time, constantly, and said that he loved her and that he would miss her very much, but the next day he would go home and kiss her. I fixed the table and we sat down to drink 1 glass of wine, but from fairy tale to fairy tale, we drank the whole bottle. She told me about the hard life with her husband and how he manipulated her child and how he was angry that he was a stupid policeman and his wife was more than him. Maybe I got aroused by the alcohol and after a few seconds she was lying on the couch and I was on top of her. We kissed for a long time, but we didn't have sex. At midnight my phone rang, it was my ex. She wanted to see me, but I quickly rubbed her. I turned off my phone, at that time there was no one to call me, my parents were abroad, and they called me the day before. I turned on the TV, we watched a movie, but by the end we were both asleep. I woke up first thing in the morning and made coffee. Sensing its scent, she rose too. We kept kissing and fighting in bed, but I didn't want to insist on anything further, for now that was enough for me. We drank our coffee and she asked to leave. He promised me that in 1 week we would finish what we started. He kissed me, but told me that he only wanted it to stay between us, that he didn't want anyone to understand anything, and if it was heard we would both mess it up. At school we pretended to be just a teacher and a student. On Saturday morning she called me and told me that her husband was leaving and would not be there for a week, but she could not leave her daughter alone and if I did not go there was no way. It scared me a lot from the beginning, but I was determined to go. I waited until 10:00 pm, the time when her daughter was asleep and I went to them, she quietly opened the door for me and we went into her bedroom. We had sex all night. It was just mine, like no other. She had given herself to me unquestioningly. At 5 I decided that I should leave so that no foul would happen. I dressed quickly and left. Before going to bed I received an SMS: I love you, this night was the most beautiful in my life. Everything was great until I became jealous of her, at least I treated her like her husband. Only when I saw him talking to another boy did I get angry. I did scenes of jealousy and she couldn't accept that. Days passed. She called me and said she wanted to talk to me at any cost. I invited her home and she came. When she came in, she wasn't the same, she was colder, and she wouldn't let me even touch her. He told me: K., it's time for the game to end, and for me it was just a game, you were "Vodka with consolation", I don't intend to play in this fake anymore. My eyes filled with tears, I began to cry like a child, hail rained down from my eyes, and she stood looking at me cold as a rock. I found the strength to wipe away my tears and I said, Ha, if I were a game for you, you are a bass to me. I bet Vanko from my class that I could stab you and sleep with you, as proof I told him about all our meetings in detail (of course, I lied to her) She was dumbfounded! Her eyes reddened and filled with tears, she slapped me and told me I was a scumbag. He slapped me again, to which I responded, then hugged her and began to kiss her, wiped the tears from her eyes and asked her: Do you really not love me and everything between us is false? She looked at me and said: I love you! I love you! I love you! I just wanted to separate you from myself so that we wouldn't suffer, but now that I think about it, even if I'm suffering, I want her to be with you. I can't take you away from me because I will die if I don't see you. She told me that they were in a very sharp relationship with her husband, and that they were on their way to divorce. He told me he would go with his daughter to his mother, but he thought that I'm not ready for family yet and he asked me again: Are you sure that one day you won't regret it, if it's just for sex you got it! Tell me the truth! I hugged her and swore that all I wanted was her. I also promised that I would find a job and take care of each other together. She kissed me again and left. I went to bed and started thinking, I knew I wanted to be with her at all costs. I found a job with a good salary, and I set aside the money they sent us. Mom and Dad were hysterical when they found out, but after a while they accepted him because I told them that if they didn't understand me, they would forget that they had a son. She soon divorced and went to live temporarily with her mother. Her parents didn't like me, but I didn't bother with the impressions either. After a while she realized that I became more serious and came to live with me with my daughter. We are one family now!