Teaching The Teacher
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"Umm, hey, Mr. B." I heard a voice say as my class was leaving. My thoughts were on two important things. First, I desperately needed to go to the faculty restroom and second, it was finally lunchtime!
"What's up?" I asked, looking up at one of my favorite students at the Community College where I taught. Her name was Emily and she was a delight to be around. We'd known each other for years. I had actually taught her World History back when I was still teaching high school. She was clever, friendly, and had just the right amount of sarcasm that I enjoyed.
"Well," she began slowly, as she twirled a lock of her brown hair on her finger. "I think you need to see this, but I don't want to be the one to show you."
I loved this girl, but I was starving and really needed a restroom break. I was on the edge of being rude.
"Can it wait?" I asked her as I put things away in my desk.
"How about if I send it to your phone?" she replied. I looked up to see her biting her lower lip nervously.
"Oh no," I muttered. "Is this something bad I really don't want to know about?"
"Sorry," she said sadly, "but yeah, you need to know about this. Now remember, I'm just the messenger."
"Sure," I replied hurriedly, but I paused as she reached out and grabbed my arm.
"Mr. B., " she said, looking at me seriously. "I thought about this for days. I feel very uncomfortable doing this, so don't think bad of me."
"I could never do that," I explained. "You're one of my favorite people!"
She blushed and said, "Well, okay, but please keep this a secret."
She did some magic on her phone and I heard my cell give a beep of acknowledgment.
"I don't want to be here when you look at that," she said quickly. "I just thought you needed to know."
She left the room and I practically ran to the restroom. Once back in my office, I went to my phone and pulled up what she had sent me.
It was a cell phone video taken of a girl's hand stroking a hard cock sticking out some athletic shorts. As I watched, the pink head of the cock erupted all over the hand, oozing cum on the fingers and thumb. The girl rubbed her thumb across the head and smeared the cum across the twitching head of the cock. Then the phone moved quickly and bouncy, but it was evident that it was in a classroom.
My heart froze as I realized that I knew that room. It was my own classroom. I rewound the clip and slowed it down. Hell, not only was it in the corner of my class, but as it bounced around, I was in it, sitting at my desk!
I leaned back in my office chair. "Shit!" I said out loud.
I knew exactly who the fuck it was too. Jessica Smith and her basketball player boyfriend Lucas. They were in my last class of the day but in the last semester. At least I didn't have to watch them today.
I replied to Emily's text asking her to stop by when she had the chance after 3 PM and I was done teaching. I had the front office send her a call slip. When she entered the classroom, she slowly and sheepishly walked into the room.
"Sorry, but I thought you needed to know about that," she began. "I hope I didn't upset you."
"You," I assured her, "did nothing wrong. Those two, however..."
"Are they in trouble?" she asked. "It's been going around, and everyone knows who it is."
I sat for a moment in thought and responded, "You know, I don't really know what to do here. Is this the only one?"
"I can, ummm...look around for you," she said shyly. "If you want me to."
"If you don't mind," I told her. I was running into a bad habit of thinking of her as a colleague and not my student. "I still don't see how that happened."
She giggled and said, "Come here and I'll show you how easy it is to do." I followed her over to the back row of desks. She had me sit where the boy sat and she sat next to me.
"Now, look up toward your desk, but imagine there are five more students in between," she told me.
"Yeah, I guess it would work," I replied while staring up toward my teacher desk.
"Shit!" I said as I jumped. Emily had placed her hand on my thigh!
"Sorry!" she said as she pulled her hand back, giggling. "I was just showing you how easy it is to reach across the aisle."
"Yeah, but she also had her phone in her other hand," I reminded her.
"Well," she said as she thought about it. "Let's see how she did it."
She reached over and put her right hand right on my upper thigh. Then she held her cell phone in her other hand and looked through it at my crotch.
"Scoot down a bit in the seat," she said as she looked through the phone camera.
Obediently I slid downward a bit. Her hand moved to my crotch and she gave my cock a squeeze, then pulled her hand back.
"Yep!" she said confidently. "That's how they did it!" She gave me a huge smile and then stood up and walked to the front of the room. I sat there admiring her body in her tight athletic shorts and school shirt. Those shorts! So many views of the bottom of their asses as they walked. Emily sure filled them out well, and her legs were just gorgeous!
She turned and said, "Well, are you just going to sit there?"
"I can't," I said softly.
"What do you mean, you can't?" she said to me lightly, then her hand went to her mouth. "Oh!" she said as she realized what she had done to me. "Well, I'll just take that as a compliment!"
She turned to leave the room, but I called out to her. "Emily!" I said and she paused and turned back to me. "You didn't actually record that on your phone, did you?"
She smiled. Winked at me. Held up her phone and give it a quick kiss and left the room.
"Fuuuuck....." I moaned out loud. "What have I gotten myself into here?"
The next day I was heading to my classroom from the faculty workroom when Emily caught up with me.
"Found another one!" she told me. "I came in here this morning, but you weren't here." Then she walked into my empty room. I stood there for another minute, and when no one was around to notice, I followed her into the empty classroom.
Today she was wearing black leggings and a Wolverines Track and Field hoodie. Damn, those leggings. They left little to the imagination and of course, school rules said their tops had to cover their rear fully. That rarely happened. I've done several double-takes when a girl was down the hall wearing tan leggings. For all practical purposes, it looked like pantyhose!
"Whatcha got?" I asked her as I entered the room. She was sitting on the front row desk, swinging her legs and wearing a huge smile.
"Oh, this one is juicy!" she said eagerly. "Here, I'll send it to you. Like I said, I came in here earlier, but now I have a study group meeting in a minute."
I sat there patiently as she tapped out the text message. She got up to go as my phone dinged.
"There ya go!" she said as she left the room.
I went into my office and pulled out my phone.
I opened the message and hit play on the attached video.
She wasn't kidding when she said it was juicy. It was a closeup of a finger going up and down a wet, glistening pussy. I quickly turned it off and stood up straight, looking around. I closed the classroom door, and then my office door. Feeling safe, I opened it again. I saw slippery pink pussy lips being split by a finger that started going up and down and then slid inside of the girl. "Well, that's a girl's finger," I said to myself as I watched, my cock growing stiff in my pants. The finger slid upward, revealing the clit, engorged and sticking out proudly from its hood. She started to rub it. I had to adjust myself in my pants.
I heard soft moaning coming from my phone, so I quickly turned the volume down. I looked at my phone again as the finger started rubbing the clit more rapidly. Juices were flowing. Juicy, indeed!
The phone view shook around for a bit and it dawned on me that the girl was having an orgasm. Wow! I wonder who this was and where itTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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