My Lovely Teacher

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Archer was a young widower in his mid-thirties who lived in Warsaw. He was a native of Kiev, but had changed shortly after graduating from piano. He had moved to that town because a friend said that the Wielki Theater was in need of corrective pianists.

He arrived there newly married to a young woman he had met in college, but with a safer life he created a family having two children in three years - Lorran and Mark were the names chosen for the boys. The first was born when Archer had just arrived in Warsaw at the age of 30, and three years later Mark arrived.

It was a beautiful family that was attacked by Pneumonia caused by the intense cold of winter of 1905, that took his wife Anna Karina to succumb with the evil. The young musician still did not know what to do with the two boys, one with 9 years and the youngest with 6. Although he was raised by a family whose mother had taught all domestic practices, which at that time was very valuable.

His children attended Kid's Academy elementary school where they did well despite the misfortune. They were assisted by Professor Hélika, a newcomer who had come that year to teach English. Archer had not yet seen the girl, and after his wife's death had become a withdrawn man of little conversation.

At school he was very well regarded by the faculty, first by his profession to create a certain magnetism in the people, and secondly because he was an exemplary father. It was no secret among the teachers, on the contrary, it was a matter between them how that father took care of his children. They were always very neat, clean and well-fed uniforms, well educated, the snack their father prepared for each of them was made up of natural sandwiches, fruit and drink, obviously fruit juice.

These character traits, this way of being a father, caught the attention of the young teacher Hélika. We do not know if it was a natural selection for the preservation of the species, as it happens in nature, where the females choose the male that can give him more security and the one that gives him the best puppies. The truth is she was charmed by him. Then the game of seduction begins.

He used to arrive earlier to wait for the children and on one of those days she passed the place where he was reading his book. His beauty was dizzying. She had blond hair, neither long nor short, eyes and a greenish caramel whose shape was typical of the most attractive women in American films. A thin waist in contrast to a Brazilian butt. Her gait was peculiar, she paraded seductively, pure exuberance, a little fleshy lips invited to the kiss, elongated fingers .... he observed this because he was a pianist.

Arch can not disguise the fact that the woman moved her bases. And soon he began to pick up the children with more pleasure and sat in the same place waiting for her to pass. But although the flirtation was constant the day they approached was not in school. One Sunday morning, Arch arranges his children to go to mass, but this time something drives him to a parish nearer to home, a small one he went through but had never visited.

As he entered the church, to his surprise, he saw Helika in a moment when she stood up to do something outside. That way of walking he would recognize anywhere and any distance. He did not know, but she had also seen him through the reflection in the half-open glass windows of the church. After Mass, tea was being served outside to warm the cold mornings of Poland. Without her realizing Helika came and extended her hand.

- Good morning, I'm Helika.

- Good Morning. He answered, his eyes on her face.

- I am the new English teacher of one of your children.

- Yes, I remember seeing you at school.

- True, I also saw him one day reading a book

- Yeah, I like to read. Do you always come to this church?

- I've been part of this community here for some time now.

- I always came here but I never entered, as today we are late, I decided to visit this

- How nice.

She again with a smile on her face reaches out again and says, "It was a pleasure.

She turns and he can not take his eyes off that well-drawn curved body.

During that week her image does not leave her head, her eyes chase after him every day. It's just him closing his eyes that comes to mind.

The week was at the end, it was Friday and he still had not seen her, his phone rings and he says,

- Hello

Then a sweet voice answers and the hairs on the back of her neck rise, it was her.

- Hello, good afternoon, it's Helica.

- Hi, nice surprise.

- Well, I was reviewing the material of the students and I came across Mark's and had their contact and after thinking for a few minutes I decided to call

- You did well, I was thinking of a way to look for you because, to be quite straightforward, I could not stop thinking about you all week.

- Wow, is this true?

- Yes, of course, would you like to meet for dinner?

- Sure, it could be this Saturday. I am free.

- Give me your address that I'll get you at twenty.

She passed the address and Archer's face flashed as if she had won the lottery. He had not felt it for a long time, his heart pounding in his chest like someone desperately in jail to get out of a door. His legs wobble and at the same time want to run. He feels the serotonin being spilled in his body by liters, the sensation of pleasure is so great that it causes him an almost uncontrolled euphoria.

On Saturday, Arch (diminutive of the name and as it was called by the friends), nervous, prepares for the meeting. He has not been with a woman for a long time, and even more beautiful than Helika. He had forgotten to open up, had forgotten that love renews life and hope. They had Japanese dinner, talked a lot and laughed a lot. He felt free with her, he was at ease. It was an incredible night, but it was not over yet.

He takes her home, in a farewell kiss his eyes are invited to enter but he needs to wait for his mouth to do so, she says:

- Would you like to come in for some tea?

- Yes, I would like it very much

They went in and she went straight to her kitchen which was separated from the small dining room with a round table of four chairs, by a bench of masonry with sidewalks where he sat accompanying her with her eyes pacing from side to side, opening and Closing cabinet doors and faucet making tea.

It was an apple tea with cinnamon, she put the cups for two, poured that warm liquid gently into his cup, while he with his hand on his face looked at her. They both take that delicious, hot, sweetly sweet tea. There was nothing to say the eyes of the two were linked. Finished at the same time, he holds her by the hair and gives a rather polite kiss on her. He hugs her, kissing her ardently. She then stops and says: There is a jealous between us. Referring to the bench. Both smile ... he turns around and embraces her kisses.

His lips reach up to her neck, shifting her blond hair to the side, she gently tilts her head to the other side succumbing to the caress of his lips. His feet make their way to the room where there was a sofa in a wine tinge. Without being disjointed he sits down and puts her sitting on top of him. It unbuttons with just one touch in each house the blouse she was wearing. She pulls his shirt over his head and he with two fingers in an impressive agility, as if he is accustomed to do that, opens his bra that kept not so small but not bulky breasts too.

For hours they stay in the living room loving each other and watching the night go by. She fit him perfectly. He thinks of the deceased wife compared to Helika, his intimate life with his wife was not good. Moments like that had only happened in the first year of marriage. 

It was not long before he introduced her to the boys as a girlfriend and no longer as Professor Helika. Less than six months later they were getting married somewhere on a Saturday morning. All in good taste, very beautiful. Archer's youngest son, though he was very fond of her, wept softly. Perhaps she missed her departed mother, perhaps afraid of the changes that would follow in her life.