Jack Felix had to keep telling himself, he wasn't failing them, they were failing themselves. It was his first year as a teacher at the local high school and the most popular girls in the school were failing out of bonehead algebra. Remedial was the politically correct term. He had looked up some of the girls' transcripts and some of them had been decent students at one point in their career, but as they became more popular their grades went into the toilet.
Jack had seen it happen a thousand times himself. He'd been a jock all through school, eventually joining the NFL as a quarterback who got out of the game from a broken collarbone. He had played a few years, and had two superbowl rings, a wild reputation for partying with every girl who came his way, and enough moeny came in from endorsements, especially the video games, that he didn't need to work. After a year of sitting around his house, mostly bored, he decided to put his degree to good use and like Tony Danza go back to school and teach.
So Jack was sure the girls were trading their future success for good times and parties in the present. It was the way of things sometimes.
When he handed back the homework assignment he gave a little speech about doing better and these grades not going to be good enough for some of you to pass, go to college, be a success and whatnot. He didn't expect much of a response and his expectations were met with a few eyerolls and sighs and kids, especially the cheerleaders, going to their cellphones to text. He shook his head but didn't say anything. As long as they didn't disturb the kids who actually were trying to learn he left them to their own fate.
The surprise came after class. The students stampeded out of the room in their normal mess with the less popular kids straggling behind, but still in a hurry to get to lunch. Sitting alone in the back of the room was one of the cheerleaders, dressed in her uniform because they had a game that day. She wasn't texting or chatting on her phone, she was just sitting there looking at Jack.
Jack leaned against his desk and looked back at her. After a moment he broke the silence.
"Is there something I can do for you?"
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OOC: The premise is a classic, teacher/student, possibly multiple students if you want to play it that way, I left it open ended. While the fun will start in school I can see it leading back to Jack's home where there's a pool and jacuzzi and whatnot to romp in. That's why I made him well off.
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Jack had seen it happen a thousand times himself. He'd been a jock all through school, eventually joining the NFL as a quarterback who got out of the game from a broken collarbone. He had played a few years, and had two superbowl rings, a wild reputation for partying with every girl who came his way, and enough moeny came in from endorsements, especially the video games, that he didn't need to work. After a year of sitting around his house, mostly bored, he decided to put his degree to good use and like Tony Danza go back to school and teach.
So Jack was sure the girls were trading their future success for good times and parties in the present. It was the way of things sometimes.
When he handed back the homework assignment he gave a little speech about doing better and these grades not going to be good enough for some of you to pass, go to college, be a success and whatnot. He didn't expect much of a response and his expectations were met with a few eyerolls and sighs and kids, especially the cheerleaders, going to their cellphones to text. He shook his head but didn't say anything. As long as they didn't disturb the kids who actually were trying to learn he left them to their own fate.
The surprise came after class. The students stampeded out of the room in their normal mess with the less popular kids straggling behind, but still in a hurry to get to lunch. Sitting alone in the back of the room was one of the cheerleaders, dressed in her uniform because they had a game that day. She wasn't texting or chatting on her phone, she was just sitting there looking at Jack.
Jack leaned against his desk and looked back at her. After a moment he broke the silence.
"Is there something I can do for you?"
------
OOC: The premise is a classic, teacher/student, possibly multiple students if you want to play it that way, I left it open ended. While the fun will start in school I can see it leading back to Jack's home where there's a pool and jacuzzi and whatnot to romp in. That's why I made him well off.
I am looking for a literate female writer to play with me. I am not into anal, scat, or bdsm. Light bondage is enjoyable. I am into oral, public sex, titty fucks and cum play
If you are interested please PM me with your first post.
Thanks you!
