Teachers Subterfuge Chapter 2
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A TEACHER'S PAST - A DIVERSION FOR KERRI
If Tim couldn't have the sexy teacher for himself, he would make sure to humiliate her. His stomach quivered with the thought of a final conquest when he, Sky, would fuck Kerri without her consent but that was a long way down the road. He felt compelled to degrade Kerri to a point where she would be his devoted subject and his evil mind worked feverishly to come up with the perfect plans.
Tim suspected that Kerri would eventually discover Sky's identity so he planned to divert her suspicions. First he would make her think that one of the other teachers was the blackmailer. Also he wanted to humiliate Kerri by making her do perverted things in public. He would try his best to keep the humiliation away from the college so as not to jeopardize her career and that would take careful strategy.
His first priority was to shift Kerri's focus onto Mr. Tovell, the college math professor. Sky grinned with the picture of Kerri having sex with her unheralded counterpart. Once that was completed, he would force her to dress in a most seductive manner and perform for some men like she never thought possible.
Kerri considered Mr. Tovell a most unappealing man. He was short, even shorter than Kerri, and he had a large belly that jiggled when he laughed. She hated the way he ogled her all the time in the staff lunchroom and disliked how he seemed to undress her with his eyes. It had to be the worst day of her life when Mr. Tovell came up to her and boldly handed her a small, folded slip of paper. She knew it was an evil note from the broad smile plastered across his ugly, round face. Kerri was glad he left the room immediately so she wouldn't have to look at him when she read the message.
Stunned by the man's actions, Kerri slowly opened the folded piece of paper and read. "I know that forcing you to have sex with a student was an immoral request but I think you made Jim an extremely happy boy," it read and Kerri shivered in fear. She assumed the fat teacher wrote it but in fact, it was carefully scripted and planned by Sky. He used certain facts, which would make Kerri think the author was her blackmailer.
Tim had skillfully crafted the note so that it followed an exact scheme, which he planned out to the minutest detail. He wanted to torment and put Kerri through more grief and anguish. Tim knew the math teacher Mr. Tovell was a most unattractive man to look at and Kerri always ignored the man whenever they were in the teacher's lounge. Her incessant attempts to unearth Sky's identity were her undoing and she grasped for straws to know the truth.
"What happened with Jim the virgin and with Wendy in the staff washroom will be kept a secret. I want you to show me your three piercings so meet me in my classroom after last class," Kerri read through eyes that were filling with tears. Yes, Jim had been a virgin the fateful day Kerri was forced to seduce the shy, physics student. And there was no doubt about Wendy who definitely made Kerri fall under her lesbian spell. "After all, I should witness the golden endowments with my own eyes," was the last line of the drastic note.
Oh gawd, he knew everything, he knew it all, she thought. Not him, oh why does it have to be him, she asked and felt pangs of agony deep inside? Kerri fretted and worried for the remainder of the day until it was time for the impending rendezvous. She watched the last student leave her classroom and knew it was time to meet Mr. Tovell. A picture of the man went through her head and her whole body trembled in disgust.
The hallways had emptied by the time the physics teacher strolled to her destination. Mr. Tovell's door was open and Kerri peaked in the room hopeful he wasn't there. The first thing out of her mouth when she entered was a question to confirm her beliefs. "Are you Sky?" she whispered half hoping he would say no.
Tim had given exact instructions and told Mr. Tovell what his beautiful compatriot would do for him if he played his cards right. "Yes, and please close the door so nobody will see you show me your golden rings," he said with his face covered with a satisfied smile. Almost bolting back out of the room, Kerri fought the urge and slowly shut the door like he requested.
The room felt like a cellblock and it gave Kerri a suffocating feeling which made her heart rate increase. "Let's see," he said and waited a restless few seconds. "Take the fucking blouse off. I want to see the pieced nipples I've heard so much about," he whispered and almost gave the secret away. "I mean it was a pretty devilish plan to have them pierced, don't you think?" he asked and vowed to be more careful of what he said. Tim had instructed him on what to say and how to say it. Mr. Tovell best heed what the young man said if he wanted to reap the ultimate rewards promised to him.
The math teacher could see the hesitation in Kerri so he stepped up to her. "Here, let me help you. Or do you want me to tell the rest of the staff about your sordid affairs with students?" he said and made Kerri shiver in fear. She looked straight ahead and felt his hands go to her breasts. The disgusting man felt her up in the middle of the afternoon while they stood in his classroom and Kerri was helpless to prevent his despicable groping.
Her hands covered his but it proved a futile attempt to make him stop. Suddenly his fingers went to work. First undoing the top button of her silky blouse, then working all the way down to her waist, lingering at the small indent of her belly button. Kerri closed her eyes and was afraid to see what was happening.
Mr. Tovell spread the sides of the silk blouse to reveal a sexy, lace bra. The well-filled cups were pushed upward and made Kerri's boobs look much larger than they really were. Suddenly, he saw the outline of a metal ring in the shear material and knew what it was. He couldn't wait any longer and roughly grabbed the bottom elastic of the brazier, rolling it up and over the titties. His breath caught at the sight of two breasts that were much nicer than any boobs he had seen and the two, golden rings added a surreal appearance.
Time stood still while the fat man took mental pictures of Kerri's delights. She flinched at the feel of his pudgy hand closing over her left boob and wanted so much to slap his filthy face. "Nice, nice tits. They do look ravishing with the rings," he whispered and Kerri's body shivered from having to concede to such a disgusting man.
Kerri's mind churned for a solution. How could she make her blackmailer stop, she wondered? How could she get Sky to leave her alone and not force her to do immoral and sinful things, she questioned herself. She was still searching for the decisive answer when the man's hand rushed under the hem of her skirt. In a flash, his fingers closed over the thin strip of material at the crotch of her panties and Kerri found her body pressed hard against the wall. She struggled and twisted her lower body in an attempt to get free but it merely enabled the attacker to gain a stronger hold.
She felt sick to her stomach and looked down at the top of the man's baldhead. "Oh Sky, please don't, please don't," Kerri whispered and pleaded for her fellow teacher to stop. His damning mouth closed over her right breast and devoured her nipple like it was a candy sucker. He rolled his tongue around the hard bud and played with the ring in teasing fashion much to Kerri's horror.
Hearing her protests made Mr. Tovell smile with satisfaction and he realized that Tim's cleaver ruse was working to perfection. Oh gawd, Kerri realized that the man's pudgy fingers had slipped under the wet fabric covering her womanhood. Every muscle in her body tensed and Kerri struggled with all her might to get away from the wall.
"I am going to finger fuck you and there is nothing you can do about it," Mr. Tovell whispered looking up and straight into the eyes of a defeated woman. Kerri whimpered like a little girl when he rammed one of his fat fingers between the puffy labia for the first time. Luckily there were no windows in the doors and they were on the second floor so nobody could see in the room.
There was no sympathy or compassion shown by the man and he easily forced Kerri to follow his directions. He effortlessly manhandled her across the room a few feet and pinned her against his large desk. His fat hand never left her crotch and he squeezed hard enough to bring a moan of protest. "Please, don't do this, don't be so rough you bastard," Kerri said and slumped against the wooden desk.
Kerri's trash-talk merely inflamed Mr. Tovell's mind more and he desperately wanted to touch every part of her sexy body. He had ogled Kerri during her time at the college and he had to admit that in all his years, he had never been with such a sophisticated lady. His brain was so crazed and lust filled that it took every ounce of willpower to follow Tim's careful instructions and proceed slowly.
It was time to turn Kerri into a little piss-ass and tell her exactly what was expected of her. Tim had been specific on three demands and insisted that if Mr. Tovell didn't cooperate fully, he would report his actions to the board of directors. Tim assured the overweight professor that any evidence caught on the security monitor would be destroyed if and when he carried out his commands.
Each classroom had a camera at the front of the room, which recorded everything that happened. The college had been extremely successful in stopping student problems and destruction of college property since the installation of the security system. It certainly wasn't the best picture that was recorded but it would give explicate information of what really happened in every camera location. Tim planned well when the system was put in and made sure he was the one that looked after the camera records hoping to reap rewards for future covert actions. New technology was very helpful and it enabled everything to be saved to a computer's hard drive, which made it easy for Tim to access any data.
Mr. Tovell felt like he had just rubbed an ancient vase and a Genie granted him three wishes. True, the requests were Tim's but they were three that Mr. Tovell himself would have prayed for. Tim stated that Mr. Tovell was to strip Kerri naked and ensure to catch her in every ray of light near his desk so the camera could view her nudity. He was to make sure he toyed with her golden charms and force her to willingly endure his molesting.
Then he was to ensure Kerri understood that she was going to enjoy cunninglingus from him so much that she would climax. Yes, Tim told him that he was to spread her legs so the camera could see him eating her out and that he explain to her that she must experience an orgasm, or else. This was where Tim told the man that he must convince her that he was Sky and tell her that he would not reveal her past indiscretions to the board of directors if she complied.
Lastly, Tim knew Kerri's demise would be complete if she allowed Mr. Tovell to have intercourse with her. He was most likely the last man on earth that she would consent to have sex with and it would be the ultimate humiliation. Tim's devilish scheme would have the fat man stuff his pecker in Kerri while she lay on her back. He wanted her to watch Mr. Tovell fuck her and see his fat belly between her legs. Tim reasoned that Kerri had to observe total humiliation and watch Mr. Tovell's cock pierce her pussy without any chance of stopping the man.
As far as Tim was concerned, his perverted plan would degrade and punish Kerri to the utmost. The final chapter would be written sometime down the road when the truth was revealed to Kerri but in the meantime, he wanted to keep her guessing. Tim envisioned her shocked response when it was revealed that Sky was not Mr. Tovell and he grinned in utter fascination. He wanted Kerri to realize how smart and cleaver he really was and that would be his day of reckoning.
Mr. Tovell noticed Kerri glancing at the overhead camera and quickly relieved any fears she had about being observed. Tim had mentioned that the math teacher would have to guarantee the victim was safe from further blackmail by lying to her about a malfunction of the security system. "Not to worry, I unplugged the camera so it won't show my room. I don't want fuckin' people seeing what I do in the classroom," he said and made it sound logical to the distraught woman. Kerri let out a tiny sigh of relief knowing her indiscretions would not be recorded but still it gave her an uncomfortable feeling.
"You just remain still and let Sky take your pretty clothes off," he whispered pretending to be compassionate. He wanted to rip her clothes off right away but saw how tightly Kerri was holding the loose sides of her blouse to her chest trying to cover her nudity. Mr. Tovell clearly used the name Sky in an effort to convince Kerri he was really the blackmailer. Suddenly he remembered Tim's advice and quickly willed his emotions to remain calm.
"You have 30 seconds to remove your top, your blouse and bra or I will tell everyone," he whispered and looked her directly in the eyes. Mr. Tovell could see fear and doubt on Kerri's beautiful face and knew he held the upper hand. "You better do as I say, or else," he warned the trembling teacher.
Kerri was at a loss and didn't know how to fight the man. Slowly, she dropped her hands and shifted the shear material over a shoulder. She watched the gleam in the fat man's eyes as she complied and she shuddered when the blouse dropped onto the desktop. Luckily the bra had been replaced over her breasts during the struggle when Mr. Tovell shifted her body over to his desk and hid her nudity for a short time.
Hesitation brought a glare of madness from her teaching counterpart and Kerri knew there were no other options. Her fingers were shaking when they went to the front clasp on the elastic band of her bra and once the small hinge was undone, she waited for a brief second before releasing her wonderful treasures. Mr. Tovell gasped when he saw her boobs again and immediately reached for the end of one. Kerri closed her eyes when his fat fingers found her nipple and she desperately wanted to run away. Obediently, she sat on the edge of the desk and let the ugliest Casanova feel her up like the two teachers were meager teenagers.
Out of the corner of his eye, Mr. Tovell could see the perfect vantage point the security camera had of what he was doing to the frightened mistress. He twisted and toyed with the small rings and each pull brought a whimper of self-pity from Kerri. Her breathing became quite ragged and all the while she allowed the math teacher to molest her titties.
Mr. Tovell quickly became impatient to see the rest of Kerri's sexy body and he gave her a stern warning. "Stand up right now. I am going to strip the rest of your clothes," he said with a strong and steady voice. It took mere seconds for him to remove Kerri's fine-looking skirt, then dainty panties and stockings, which left the sobbing woman naked. When Mr. Tovell caught the glint of shiny metal between Kerri's shapely legs, he almost let out a loud holler.
With a rough push, he sat Kerri on the desktop and gave another shove to force her onto her back. Suddenly, with the viciousness of a shark, he grabbed her by the upper portion of her rounded hips and pulled her butt to the edge of the wooden top. In so doing, he spread her legs around his fat torso and Kerri cried for mercy. "Gawd, please Mr. Tovell, Sky, please don't do this to me. Please stop and I won't tell anyone what you did," she whispered through grave sobs.
This was the first and only time he had ever been close to a woman's pussy with his face. He could plainly see the small, golden ring sticking out from between the puffy, cunt lips. No, he had not tasted a woman down there and his heart was beating a thousand times a minute in anticipation. Suddenly he remembered his orders from Tim.
His pudgy hands went to Kerri's upper arms and he pulled her body upright so he could talk directly into her face. "I am going to suck your cunt and eat you out," he said and felt a total satisfaction from hearing himself speak. He had fantasized many times of doing such a thing but never thought he would actually do it. "My only request of you is that you must experience an orgasm or I will release all my incriminating details," he whispered hoping Kerri would believe everything he said.
He suddenly shook her by the arms and stared into her tearful eyes. "Did you hear me?" he asked. Kerri remained silent until he shook her again and demanded she answer. In an almost inaudible voice, she whispered, "Yes, oh yes I heard you. Oh please, please don't. I just can't do it," Kerri said and prayed he would yield.
"You can and you will, or your future is ruined," he said and Kerri knew her plight was hopeless. Mr. Tovell sensed victory and quickly shoved her down again so Kerri was on her back. The wait was deadly and he swiftly swooped downward until he got a whiff of heavenly scent. His fat body held Kerri's limbs spread wide and his vulgar mouth suddenly closed over the long, narrow slit. He sucked the round trinket into his mouth and swallowed sweet nectar for the very first time.
The dilemma rushed through Kerri's brain and she was absolutely distraught by the solution presented to her. Oh gawd, she thought, she would have to fake an orgasm or this vile man would expose her past to the college. She had heard of women who faked a climax and wondered how they did it? The time had arrived for Kerri to perform like the consummate actress or fall victim to the beast.
Her mind went over past experiences and what a woman was expected to do and say. Over and over she thought of how to perform and suddenly out of nowhere, a spasm shot through her loins. The bastard started nibbling on her swollen clitoris like it was a personal possession and pulled it out from her tender body. His tongue caressed the very tip of the clit and rolled the ring around in the abundant juices. Kerri was still wondering what was happening when a second shiver shot through her loins and she wished he would just stop for a few seconds.
Kerri looked down her flat, quivering stomach and saw the vulture's baldhead. She gave a sigh of protest at the revolting sight and watched in horror as he tilted his head backwards. This enabled her to see his tongue working madly on the pink flesh exposed so vulgarly between her spread thighs.
It gave the impression of magic. Kerri watched the tip of his tongue dart out to caress the very end of her protruding clit and her mind exploded with brilliant flashes of bright light. Then he rolled the throbbing mass around with his tongue and Kerri's hips rolled from side to side. To survive, she willed her brain into another universe and watched the action unfold as if she were someone else. She must resist, halt the session before something drastic occurred and Kerri shut her eyes tightly. Rolling her head back so it tilted away from the ugly teacher, she welcomed the loss of sight. The only problem was that Mr. Tovell devoured the raw clitoris and sucked as hard as he could.
Suddenly a short, fat finger pierced her sphere. He pumped it like crazy allowing the fingernail to rake over the tender, vaginal walls. "Oh gawd, no, no, don't, oh don't," came the cries of a failing woman. Kerri wasn't begging the vile man to stop, she was pleading with her soul to quiet. She must fake it, fake that he was accomplishing his wicked goal and Kerri remembered how he promised to keep things a secret.
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Hi my name is Amanda, I’m 26 and I live in Scotland, I’ve recently qualified as a primary school teacher which has been my aim since high school. I’m 5 ft 6” I’m a size 12 waist and I have 36e breasts, I love to go to the gym and look after myself. I teach primary 7 which means the kids are 11 years old and going to high school the next year. The boys always end up with erections during my class, its really cute and sweet and a massive turn-on for me. Ever since I started my job I have been...
Introduction: Hi guys! Im pretty sure the last time I posted anything was around two years ago, so I am sorry for leaving for that long! Just got caught up in real life, but Ive been rediscovering my love of this kind of writing.Simple thing, if you dont like it then dont read it, no one has a gun to your head. Hope you enjoy, or at least get off ,) Its a weird feeling to sit in an empty classroom, especially a history class. I looked around at all the walls, the World War Two propaganda...
Introduction: It Begins. It Begins. Two months have past since school started. Jeans bullying has only gotten worse. Nobody knows how she treats me or how she makes me depressed. Luckily my brother has been distracting me alot. Taking a deep breath I walk into his class. Today was the day we would be starting To Kill a Mockingbird. I had my own copy that my brother bought for me back when I was 12. The only thing that sucked is we had a reading, writing, and presentation project to do. I was...
My adventure as a Bull began in Tulsa Oklahoma, while road tripping across country in route to Austin. I made a stop for the night at the Doubletree Hotel in downtown Tulsa and arrived at about 8:30 in the evening or so. Before checking in I thought I would grab a burger and a beer at a nearby pub called Baxters Interurban Grill. It was Friday night and the place was hopping. I moseyed up to the bar where a friendly white couple was seated and nodded my arrival. The waitress quickly offered a...
DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously. DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain "comic book" style....
It was getting late as James walked through the empty common room of the dark school. He had been finishing of some work towards his art exam, but now he was ready to go home. First though he needed to drop off some maths home work to the teacher. He turned a corner and was in the dark stairwell, quickly he climbed the steps, and came onto the first floor of the building. The carpet was grey, matched by the walls, all together it was a very dreary place. The sky outside was dark, and through...
This class was so fucking boring. I couldn't wait until the next period, Mr. Charlie's class. The dirty thought raced through my head and I got wet just thinking about it. Just a few more minutes of class. I sat at my desk and looked around the room,bored. I tried not to look at the clock because if i thought about the time then it would feel like forever. So I instead focused on my dirty thoughts, thinking about how my teacher had pounded me on his desk just last Friday. I looked up...
Hi awesome readers it's Beckyj1992 ^_^ thanks for the positive feedback on part 1 and I hope you all enjoy part two! Dinner is about as awkward as it can be as expected. Brett can feel her eyes on him....he is trying hard not to look at his student. Yes...his student that he was just fantasizing about as he made love to his wife. Wiping a bit of sweat off of his forehead " are you alright sweety?" Bella's beautiful voice bringing him back to reality he is about to give her a smile...
Brett finishes putting his red tie on, looking at himself in the mirror of the bedroom in the new townhouse that he and his wife Bella had just moved into. They were married last year after both graduating from school. She was originally from Manchester, England and Brett decided that living in England may be interesting. Needless to say he loved it so far in the country, he planned to call it home for the rest of his life. He was scared that being American would present an issue when...
There were only two more weeks left in the school year, and Mary was sitting at her desk reading a magazine as her students finished the exam. She was only two weeks away from finishing her first full year as a High School math teacher. All the students in her class were seniors, and many of them would be going off to college in a few months. It wasn’t that long ago that she had been in their shoes. Mary thought back to the first day she arrived on campus. She’d loved her time in college, and...
I invited my friend Michelle over before my next class with Miss Morgan. I wanted her to braid my hair to make me look cute for my professor. We shot the breeze while she worked my hair into a long braid. She was being quieter than usually, which made me a little uneasy. I still had not told her about my new relationship with my professor, but I wasn’t so naive to think people don’t gossip. “Is something wrong?” I asked her as her hand pulled my hair into ropes. “Nothing. I just heard...
Tina, a fellow teacher, and I were apparently having a totally sexual relationship. There wasn’t any talk of getting serious, and for all I knew, she could have been making it with half of the male staff at school. We had wild sex after school in my classroom and some wild conversations at home on instant messenger. One night after a really horny conversation, I decided to do a little online shopping for my little playmate. I found an online sex toy shop and ordered Tina some special toys....
It was funny being back in my old school, especially given that it was a Thursday evening. There was a dead feeling to the building, which wasn’t surprising as there were only twenty adults in the place, rather than 500 screaming kids. This was a school where I had only been a pupil, rather than a teacher. Things had been much simpler when I’d been a pupil. Life had been happy and carefree. I’d been lucky enough to have a great family and great friends surrounding me. And of course, I wouldn’t...
My women’s studies professor was a very popular teacher at my university. Emma Morgan was one of the younger professors and connected well with the students. I liked her classes because she was smart and engaged the students with interesting topics. I hated to miss her class, but I did one day when my car wouldn’t start. That brought me to her office for the first time. I went to apologize and see what I had missed. I knocked on her door. “Come in,” she said. I walked in and sat down facing...
It was wrong. There were no two ways about it. As a trainee teacher, any digression was liable to impact my entire career. But I couldn’t help myself. He was just that gorgeous. He wanted me and I wanted him but I should never have told him that. Never admitted to thinking about him after seeing him in the boy’s locker room, naked. It hadn’t been a big deal at the time but I’d become obsessed. I’d frigged myself over his tight teenage body twice a day for weeks and every time had been like...
It was a vibrating dildo, a shiny translucent pink color with glitter sparkles sprinkled on it. It looked like a real cock, and its head was slowly parting the wet pussy lips. Soon, the head of it was glistening, moist with the juices flowing from behind those lips. She worked it up and down, up and down, sliding the head of it around the opening of her pussy, spreading the slickness all around. ‘Are you ready for me to take it?’ she asked huskily. ‘Do it,’ I ordered. ‘Push that thing deep...
"Excuse me, Mr. Deeson?" Kevin Deeson looked up from his computer at the sound of the voice and focused on the startlingly beautiful woman standing in his classroom doorway. "Are you Kevin Deeson?"she asked. " Yes, I am," he answered the woman. The woman said, "I"m Amy Jo Miller, the new biology teacher, and I will be in the classroom next door." "Please come on in I'll be with you in just a second, I have to finish entering these last few items on this purchase order." "I'm sorry, did I come...
My parents often worked abroad and as I became a teenager I was shipped off to a small private school in Yorkshire.it was a good school, and for the first time I had a private dorm, even if it was a bit like a prison cell without a door. Bathrooms and toilets were at the end of the corridor with the house masters room virtually opposite my dorm.i was always very sporty, and loved my rugby and athletics. The gym teacher Mr Calvert also taught us science. He was quite a good looking guy, tall,...
Our late arrival turned out to be a blessing in disguise. As my beautiful co-worker approached me in the parking lot explaining why she was late I took advantage of my opportunity to eye hustle a quick look from her head to toe and realized she was wearing open toed heels with her business suit. I then realized she was wearing sheer black stockings. Because we were late we had to sit at the end of the table next to the window. Midway through the meeting I was dozing off from boredom but was...
Becky Johnson taught English at the local high school. She had recently moved to a different town to accept her new job. She loved her job and her students but, was a bit lonely. Blue eyed and blonde haired that she kept cut short because it was easier to take care of. Becky had a nice body she was 5 foot 2 a little over a hundred pounds. At 25 she didn't have to do much to stay in shape. Her small but firm breasts bounced a little when she walked. She was rather shy and a bit of a bookworm,...
I was at the annual New jersey Teachers' Convention in Atlantic City. It was the final night of it and it was a boring night. After sitting in a bar for 3 hours, I decided to call it a night. I walked down to the Jitney bus stop and waited for the little bus. A large black woman approached the bus stop and said hello to me. I nodded back. She asked if I was waiting for the jitney and I told her that I was. She told me that she had parked her car a few blocks away and could I walk her...
She was my teacher (in Dutch), miss Lamme. I was 16 years and she something about 33, Shirt curly hair and damn atteractive. Always an awesome cleavage showing her to small black bra and her softly bouncing big boobs,She didn’t teach me much as my view usually was at her en that damn hot cleavage. Offcourse she knew i was always staring at her and in her blouse.Often she stood at my desk to explain stuff, bending over my desk and driving me crazy with the view in her blouse and leaving me...
I watched her, closely and carefully as her legs uncrossed, and crossed again. She was confused, lost, and maybe even scared as she stared down at the paper in front of her. I leaned forward in my seat behind my desk as she bit the eraser of her pencil and sighed ever so softly. My eyes were wondering all over her body, taking in every inch, from her short blond locks, with part stained black, to her converse covered feet. She was amazing. Smart, beautiful, sweet and had the most stunning...
The music was a little loud for Kaye’s taste, but the students seemed to be having a good time, and Kaye didn’t really have anything else to do, so she didn’t mind that when principal Ray Devlin asked her to chaperone the Saturday night dance in the school gym. A local dejay was playing all the latest CD’s, and with about a half hour to go, he had slowed the pace down, giving the kids a chance to have a few slow dances. It looked like it would turn out to be an uneventful evening, until Cal...
I had recently graduated with a degree in Anthropology from a state university. It was a PhD. I had majored in geography in undergraduate college, moved on to another college for my MA in anthropology, and finally finished my PhD at another state university. Actually, departments liked when you had studied at more than one institute. For some reason, it made them think that you had more on the ball. All bullshit, of course. A degree was a degree. So with my fresh doctorate I went searching for...
The thing was, Joe was a bad lad. A naughty lad. One of the ones my Mum had told me to stay away from when I’d been at school. Perhaps that was why he fascinated me so much. Did all the bad lads slip away to toss themselves off? Perhaps my Mum had been right to warn me off them… she would certainly warn me away from engaging in any kind of liaison with a pupil – but I was old enough to make my own decisions now. She wouldn’t approve of the decision I was making. I didn’t approve of the decision...
‘Bella! How many times do I have to tell you to stop talking to Katie?’ Ms. Harrison shouts. ‘Sorry, she’s distracting me,’ I quickly respond. ‘Lies!’ Laughs Katie. ‘Whether she is distracting you or not, I only keep hearing your voice, so I’m moving you down to the front of the class, right in front of my desk. Now!’ She firmly says. Getting up, I gather my books and make my way down to the isolated table at the front of the desk. I don’t mind being at the front because I enjoy the look of...
It had been three agonizing days since I last saw Professor Morgan. My heart pounded when she arrived in the classroom that day. A warm feeling of arousal filled my body and my senses when I saw her. She was my tall raven-haired goddess. I shuddered when her big brown eyes searched around the room and stopped on mine. She gave me an assuring wink and then began to pass back our essays. I watched her strut around the room with confidence. Her strong athletic legs carried her around the tables...