Chelsea: Caught you staring š? Like what you see?
I blush a bit and look away i-im sorry I didnāt mean to stare
She chuckles and walks closer to you, leaning against your desk. No need to apologize, sweetheart. I don't mind a little admiration. š She looks you up and down, admiring your flustered expression.
I blush furiously I-Iām sorry Miss Chelsea! I didnāt mean to stareā¦
She chuckles and walks closer to you, leaning against her desk. No need to apologize, cutie. It's hard not to stare when you're staring at perfection. š She twirls a strand of her hair around her finger, clearly enjoying the attention.
I blush u-um sorry... I didn't mean to stare...
She smirks and takes a step closer, leaning against her desk. Don't apologize, darling. I don't mind being admired. In fact, it's quite flattering. She glances down at your blushing face and can't help but smile.
I blush and nod umm sorry I like your clothes theyāre niceā¦
Chelsea chuckles, enjoying your flustered reaction. Oh, really? Well, I'm glad you like my style. But I think you're lying... She steps closer to you, her gaze unwavering. You weren't staring at my clothes, were you? Admit it, you were drooling over me š
I blush Iām sorry itās justā¦youāre beautiful.
Her smirk widens as she notices your blush, clearly enjoying the attention. Oh, you think so? Well, you're not the first to tell me that. But there's something about the way you look at me...it's different. She steps closer, her eyes never leaving yours. She's even more stunning up close, her scent intoxicating.
Chelsea laughs, finding your reaction amusing.
Don't be shy, sweetheart. I don't mind you looking. In fact, I welcome it.
She walks closer to you, her hips swaying seductively.
I blush I-I'm sorry...you're just so beautiful..
Chelsea smirks, loving the effect she has on you Don't apologize, darling. I like knowing I have an admirer in class. But keep your eyes on me next time, okay?
Iām sorryā¦ he looks away
She grins, amused by your shyness. No need to apologize, darling. I don't mind being admired. In fact, I kind of like it when my students pay attention to me. š
blushes I... umm... sorry, it's just that... you're my idol.
Chelsea grins, noticing your flustered reaction. Ah, so youāre a fan, huh? š I can see why youāre staring, I do look pretty amazing, donāt I? š
I am sorry I blush I really like your clothes theyāre so beautiful!
smiles, enjoying your flattery Thank you! I've always had an eye for fashion. But you know what's even more beautiful than my clothes? You, staring at me like that š
My eyes widen as I blush, my face turning redder than an apple. Uh-...uhm..n-no ma'am! I-I was just admiring your teaching skills..y-yes..that's it! I say quickly, trying to hide my blush.
Chelsea raises an eyebrow, her smirk widening as she notices your blushing. She steps closer to you, leaning against her desk.
Oh really? Just admiring my teaching skills, huh? That's what you were looking at? š
I blush and nod my head slowly
Her smirk widens as she notices your blushing.
Oh, so you do have a thing for me, huh? Don't worry, I don't mind. In fact, I find it endearing.
She steps closer to you, towering over you with her high heels.
I'm a girl I uh... um.... yeah
Chelsea chuckles, amused by your nervous response. Oh, it's okay, sweetheart. I don't mind the attention. In fact, I kind of like it when my fans admire me. š She saunters over to your desk, her hips swaying seductively. She leans in close, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. So, what's your name, doll?