The new teacher.

[keki_doki]

OOC: This is my first one, so don't be too hard on me, ok?

IC: Jasmine was what you'd consider the average eighteen year old by the looks of her. She was 165 cm tall with a small and slender body type, slightly muscular, as she had been playing volleyball her whole life. She had dark brown hair wich was complimented by deep emerald green eyes in her soft, and an almost innocent like face. However, she was far from innocent. Many were those who had gotten wrapped around her little finger by falling for her angel like appearence. Her words were poison to the soul, and she was the kind that could get exactly what she wanted in life. And she knew how to get it too.

She went to a highschool in the little town of Oakwood. Like everything else in the town, it was a rather small school. The brown building had the paint pealing off at some places, and it had been standing there for over a houndred years, without much changing. Jasmine was a senior there at Oakwood high. And like in most other things, she never had the need to work to get good grades. Straight A student, and had hardly ever even opened her books. But, lately things had started to change. There was a new health teacher at the school, Mr. Dell, who seemed to look right through her innocent fasade, and it worried and bothered her a lot. Especially when she got her last health test back.

OOC: A short description of mr. Dell: He's the same type as her, with a strong personality and has great joy in teasing. He's about 25 years old, and very handsome.

 

[therufus]

Name:Mr. Dell (Tom outside of school)
Height:6'2''
eyes:light blue with green in the middle
hair:Blond
age:25

ic: "Jasmine your late again... See me after class for your punishment."

 

[Onanymous]

OOC: My first one also.

IC: Mr. Jorgen had just started his job as the new principal. In his mid 40s, slender, with silver grey hair and good looks, he had accepted the position at Oakwood High after the previous administrator had left after a sex scandal involving a student and one of the faculty. The Board had to fill the position quickly, and chose Hugh--who had no experience as a principal--as a temporary replacement for a year or two.

Mr. Jorgen, on the other hand, had spent over 20 years in business, in an all-consuming, high pressure job. Taking a position at Oakwood would, he imagined, be a change of pace, and allow him to interact with a more diverse group of people, with students, faculty and parents. His primary assignment from the Board was to keep an eye on the faculty and students and to avoid another scandal. He wasn't sure what to expect.

The small school had a cluster of rooms in the center, and the Principal's office had a door that had been painted shut for years. The summer before he started, Mr. Jorgen had opened the door to discover a small supply closet that backed up to the office of the new health teacher, Mr. Dell. Inside the closet an opening had been cut in the wall and full length one-way mirror installed on the other side. Since the office had been used to teach sewing at one time, this arrangement raised no questions, but allowed the Principal to dsecretly observe the interaction between Mr. Dell and the students he brought in for private conferences.

 

[keki_doki]

OOC: Therufus... I'm sorry, but you need to write a little longer than that.

 

[Mister J]

O.O.C.: Not to be rude, but you cant have characters in your story under the age of 18 as stated in the rules. You can give them a looksie below...

Literotica SRP Rules

Thanks.

 

[keki_doki]

OOC: Thanks, I fixed it
The role of Mr. Dell is till open.

 

[Onanymous]

"Jasmine. Thank you for coming to see me after volleyball practice. I know it's late, so I'll try not to keep you long."

Jasmine had a puzzled and concerned look on her face, and Mr. Jorgan continued, "No, no, your grades are excellent; I didn't ask you in for disciplinary reasons. In fact, just the opposite. As you know, there is a new health teacher, Mr. Dell. You're also aware that Oakwood doesn't need any more of the scandals of the kind it had last year, and I'd like to ask for your help. You see, Mr. Dell has a bit of a...well...reputation, and we'd just like know that he's changed his ways and that he won't cause any trouble for any of the students here."

He paused a bit, cleared his throat and continued, "Jasmine, you aren't just a terrific student, you...um...are...um...very attractice, what with your firm body and sparkling eyes and great humor. We'd like to know that Mr. Dell isn't the kind of teacher that would make a sexual overture to any of our students. And if we can trust him around you, well, I think we can all rest a bit easier."

Mr. Jorgan was having difficulty walking this line, trying to explain that Jasmine's feminine attributes were an asset to his mission, without appearing to be susceptible to them himself, and he was not doing a good job at either. Jasmine had just showered after a hard workout, her face was flushed, and the thin blouse revealed her damp breasts, the fabic draping from dark, pointed nipples.

The principal could his penis swelling, and he shifted uncomfortably. At the same time he was trying to prevent his condition from growing, he was admiring Jasmine's strong calves and the lower part of her muscled thighs, and wondered if 18 year old high school students shaved their cunts.

 

[keki_doki]

Jasmine waited with replying for a moment. She was fully aware of that he was watching her breasts and body, she had put on only a thin sports bra for that reason alone. as his eyes wandered down towards her privte parts and tighs, she caughed lightly. "Mr Jorgan, are you hitting on me?" She said it innocently, and watched him squirm a moment, before laughing it off as a joke. She didn't know this Mr. Jorgan too well, but she didn't see him as very intellegent, and it was clearly that he liked young girls like herself, just a little more than he probably should. That could easlily been taken advantage of, if she played her cards right. "Exactly what are you asking me for, Mr. Jorgan? Or, can I call you Joseph? I don't like things too formal." she spoke slowly, and locked her eyes on his, taking a short step closer. The unreadable smirk still rested on her lips, and her wet hair had by now soaked the top of her t shirt.

OOC: Ok, I wasn't sure if Jorgan was his first or last name. So if it's the first, then preted she said Jorgan instead ok?

 

[Suave Intent]

Dell was something of an enigma. Having spent several years in college to earn his PhD, everyone had expected great things from the talented intellect. When it was discovered that he had simply acquired a position teaching high school Health, more than one brow had raised in question to his choice. Such judgments went beyond his notice; however, and he would simply smile whenever questioned for his motives. If he had told them the truth, he would probably be in jail.

The Health teacher liked them young and impressionable. High school females wanted dominant males in their lives, and what other position offered him more power than to be their direct instructor? It wasn’t that the man couldn’t have attracted them without the job, but here he was offered a myriad of females where he could pick and choose. That…and what other job allowed him to see so many girls in short skirts, tight tops, and budding sexuality for several hours a day.

Taking a seat at the front of his classroom, Jonathan started to place his things in order as he prepared for his second period class. The students seemed to enjoy his instruction, and truth be told, he took a genuine interest in those who showed some spark of intellect. One such person who had he had piqued his interest immediately; however, was Jasmine. From the get-go, he knew that the girl would try to use her appearance and innocent demeanor to get an easy A, but he had been especially difficult in grading her tests and papers. She was smarter than she let on, and he had heard from more than one teacher of what a deceitful bitch she could be. With that in mind, he had many things in store for her if she wanted to come close to passing.

 

[Onanymous]

OOC: First name was Hugh, but Joseph is less contrived....

IC: Joe could feel things moving a bit quickly and tried to maintain his composure. He'd had his share of women before he got married, but since Ruth's disappearance two years ago, he had found it awkward being around younger women, despite his obvious attraction to them. And, with the long hours of his previous job, real opportunities had been rare.

Joe returned Jasmine's look, his deep blue eyes staring into her emerald green, and he smiled for a moment before returning to the point. "What I'm asking you is to....make yourself available to Mr. Dell...but only if he wants. Go as far as your comfortable, and, since you are a consenting adult, that can be as far as you'd like. It's up to you."

"Let me show you what I have in mind." Joe unlocked the door into the narrow back hallway and the one to the supply room and motioned for her to follow. Jasmine turned sideways to pass by but bumped against him in the dim light, the inside of her thigh grazing against his. "It's a bit cramped in here," he said, trying to ignore the contact, but as he raised his hand to keep her at a distance, he instead felt his fingers brush her nipple. To his surprise, she did not pull away, but briefly rocked from side to side, her nipple caressing his wide fingers through the wet fabric. Joe stiffened.

 

[keki_doki]

OOC: Sorry, I just took a shot

IC: She pulled away from his hand after a few seconds, so that her action wouldn't be too obvious. Then bit her lower lip in a shy smile, and looked down. She had him now. No doubt about it. And if anything would go wrong, she could accuse him for sexual herassment. Just like she had done with the last principal. She looked around in the supply room. There were all sorts of PE equipment there. And, for a dirty mind like her own, a lot of toys wich could be used in a later occation.
"What will I achieve for doing something like that? After all, acting like a whore is not in my nature." She was still playing the innocent card, and watched his face to see his reaction in the dim light.

 

[Onanymous]

OOC: That's okay, we all need a shot now and then...

IC: Joe had thought about this more than once. On the one hand, he was playing with fire and he knew it. Jasmine was sneaky, and he knew that she was capable of making all kinds of accusations, true or not. On the other hand, she was of legal age, very precocious and very hot. It could be alot of fun for both of them, and Joe decided to test the waters.

"There's ...uh...some equipment in the way, here. Let me...um...move it before either of us trips." Mr. Jorgan reached down toward a lower shelf, but instead placed his hand on the smooth skin behind Jasmine's knee. His caress moved quickly up the back of her thigh and rested on her tight ass cheek. Jasmine was pantiless.

"Well, there doesn't seem to be anything in the way here now, does there?" he asked in a low breath, extending his middle finger.

 

[keki_doki]

Jasmine was suprised over his actions and choice of words. He must have been more stupid than she thought! That or pretty desperate, it had to be one of the two. She felt his big, cold finger touching near her entrance. It felt good, but he seemed a bit clumsy. Sort of nervous. She had two options. Either go with the flow, or backing off. The first option sounded foolish, and it would put him in control. She wanted him to want her. She wanted him to want her so badly, that his mind would almost explode! Of course, there was a risk of him getting too desperate, and take what he wanted. So she had to find a ballance.

She pushed him away gently. "I'm sorry Joseph, I just can't do this. I... I haven't done anything like this before, and it feels just wrong." She looked down, trying to look embaressed. It was all lies of course. She had slept with almost every guy in the highschool, and probably half of the staff too at some point. And every one of them had thought they were her only one.

 

[Onanymous]

Joseph had to keep himself from laughing. "She thinks I'm an idiot", he thought to himself. "Like I don't know the score or how she earned all those "A"s with her little seductive act."

He paused for a moment, then returned his hand to Jasmine's thigh, slower, more deliberately, more confidently this time.

"I'm not sure you'd noticed, but last year this room was outfitted with some new equipment. Everyone thinks its full of junk, but this is where we keep our servers and data storage."

He squeezed her leg, admiring its firmness, and continued his caress, moving slowly upward.

"For some time, the school has had video cameras installed in all of the classroroms and private offices. Did you know how small they make cameras these days? Put them in a light fixture, and they're invisible."

The back of his hand grazed her lips, and he gently rubbed his middle finger in the cleft between her outer labia and thigh.

"Very few people know about this, Jasmine, but since you're the...um...star....of so many of our videos, I thought it only fair to let you in on things."

Despite her protestations and claims of virtue, Jasmine was wet. He turned his hand so that it was cupped against her mound, and slid his middle finger slowly back and forth between her labia. They were slick and slippery wet.

After seeing the recordings, some of the Board wanted to have Jasmine expelled immediately, but since other members had been involved with her, the idea went nowhere. Instead, they decided to keep a lid on things by just watching and staying mum.

"So this is what I wanted to show you. As you can see through the glass, Mr. Dell's office is right next door. Mr. Dell is very smart and accomplished and we are lucky to have such a caring, dedicated teacher--we can't afford to lose a someone as good as he is."

Up near the front of her cunt, Joseph felt Jasmine's clit, and circled it once, and again, and then once more before withdrawing his hand from under her skirt.

Mr. Dell exited the room and motioned for Jasmine to follow. It was getting late. "Jasmine, you've got great talent and we'd like you to put it to use by helping Mr. Dell feel...comfortable...welcome...at home..., here at Oakwood. Are you willing to help us out, to do your part?"

 

[keki_doki]

Jasmines expression changed and her pulse was going faster. Partly becase of the great pleassure she had just felt, and partly because of her situation. "So... this is some sort of blackmailing attempt? But if the board decided to let me stay, and say nothing, then exactly what do you have on me?" she straightened her skirt, determined to not go down without a fight

OOC: sorry, I've got to go to school, so this post got a little short...

 

[Onanymous]

Joseph smiled at Jasmine. Despite their age differences, there was something about her spiritedness that he found enticing. And, as much as he didn't want to be trapped by his own lust for this wily woman's firm body, he also understood that his approach had put her in an awkward position. After all, who likes being blackmailed--what fun is that?

In fact, she had a very good point. Sure, there were dozens of tapes of Jasmine in compromising positions, but so what? What was he going to do with them? He had several backup plans, but he also knew they might not work. He couldn't be sure how old she was when all of the tapes were made, and there were legal issues of privacy and exposing the other participants. Sometimes the servers crashed and data was lost. So, even though he was confident of having a good hand, things weren't as simple as he had tried to suggest.

"I'm not sure blackmail is the word for it, Jasmine," he said. "We all enjoy sex, but no one likes feeling screwed."

In fact, what he really wanted was to find a way through the head games and get down to some serious fucking with Jasmine. He had the hots for her--very badly--and he knew she had enjoyed being fingered as much as he enjoyed touching her. Still, he wasn't into forcing anyone that wasn't willing.

"Look", he sighed, staring into her deep green eyes. As he spoke, he glanced down at her nipples, still visible through her blouse, then looked back into her eyes. "Do what you want with Mr. Dell, or anyone else, for that matter. But if word gets out about what you've been doing and that we didn't expel you...well...then my butt gets in hot water, too. Understood?"

He wasn't quite sure how she would respond, but it was time to go. "Where do you live--can I give you a ride home?"