The Student's X-tra Credit

[Jokas_Wild]

OOC - Closed to all except the ever so kind Angelique127

IC:

Tim wandered down the halls of his high school and let out a long sigh, today was just dragging ass. He desperately needed to sneak a smoke but they had a few teachers out in the parking lot, watching for that stuff. He just re-adjusted his messenger bag and continued walking, oblivious except for his music that pumped through his headphones. He had english next, a dreaded class because he usually found himself bored and easily drifting into lusty thoughts. His teacher, Mrs A was a real hot peice and everyone knew it, herself included. In his book, she was just the right age and had a smoking lil body to boot. She always also dressed extremely sexy, another fact that left him salivating like a dog!

He slid into class and took his seat in the back, turning off the discman and fishing out his report that was due. Well, a day or two late but still, his report that was due! He popped his neck and sat back with a bored stare, looking around to see if any of his friends had walked in yet. Today was going to be just another day with him staring off into space, thinking thoughts that were down right illegal in some countries. Oh well, as long as he didn't ever have to go to the board to answer a question, he should be fine. sitting back there and checking her out.

 

[angelique127]

Mrs. A

I was upset...but I tried not to let it show in front of the class. As I waited for the students to arrive for my English class, I thought of the conversation earlier with Vice Principal Mc Kenna in his office. He had informed me, that although my teaching skills were outstanding, he had received several complaints about my manner of dress from other members of the staff { these no doubt coming from the jealous female members, as I can't imagine any male complaining of course } I was told that my skirts and dresses were just a little too short, and should reach the knee even when one was sitting down. Mr. Mc Kenna also mentioned that shirts or blouses should not accent the cleavage, in other words be the buttoned up old fashioned type. This struck me as rather absurb, I simply could not help that my breasts were large { yet firm } and tended to stand out.

In spite of feeling chastised when I left his office, I held my head high, my hips swaying on my high heels... once in the hallway, I reached up and undid the tight bun that held my long dark hair, to let it cascade down my back. I walked on with a certain amount of pride...

This was my favorite class of the day. The seniors were usually well behaved during my 3rd period class. Yes, there was always the trouble maker, but for some reason they didn't really act out in my classroom. Almost of my students seemed like they were interested in their studies. Glancing at my notes, I noticed though, that Tim Reynolds had again neglected to turn in his report on time. As a matter of fact, it was more than two days late, how did he expect to make passing grades ?

Rising from my desk, I approached him, where he was sitting in the back of the room...

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Tim

He glanced up and saw Mrs. A walking towards him and smiled inwardly, there was something about her that just got his blood pumping. He leaned back in his chair, feet up on the desk, full of that teenage swagger of one who thought they knew it all and didn't give a damn. He simply watched her, examining her walk, the sway of her hips and just silently thanked god for the marvel that were women. Some were crazy, some were snobby, some were ice queens, but all of them were the sexiest creatures on earth.

"Hey, Mrs. A, how ya doing?"

He knew what she was there for, the report and he decided to have some fun before he turned it in. Maybe try and negotiate his grade up a lil even though it was late. It was worth a try and it did seem that he was on a streak recently of having a silver tounge. A quick plan was devised, offer her carwork or something, since his job didn't require him to work weekends. Being an mechanic's apprentice had it's perks, namely good hours and easily invaluable knowledge. Tim also knew that Mrs. A drove a lil sports car, a BMW he thought, nice on a teacher's salary.

"So, yeah, the report huh? Well, I did it like I said I would but uh, I was sort of hoping I could boost my grade. I mean, it's a good report but I know you sorta deep six any report that's late. So, cut me some slack Mrs. A? Please? I'll do yardwork or work on your car for you, anything!"

He flashed his best puppy dog face, hoping that it would sway her his way. He let her think about it for a moment as he leaned over and grabbed the report out his bag, crisp and freshly printed that morning. Amazing what an all nighter will produce when in a pinch! He turned back to her, report stuck out to her and quickly stole a glance at her legs since she was turned away. Damn, that is one hot lady was his only thought as his eyes traveled the length of her body, feeling bold in the fact that she wasn't looking while he drank in her form. Under his breath as he shook his head at a thought, he mumbled;

"The extra credit I would do......"

 

[angelique127]

I was somewhat surprised when Tim, after stalling a bit, handed me his finished report. I had expected to hear one of those silly excuses I always hear...and believe me, I have heard some very good one's in all my years of teaching. Upon reaching my desk, however, I turned around and addressed Tim,
" Mr Reynolds, I would like to speak to you after class is over, if I could ?"
I ignored the the snickers and wise remarks the other students made to this statement, observing as Tim slouched down in his seat. One of his buddy's even slapped a high five with him, as if this was some kind of feat of honor, staying after class.
I cleared my throat, " Shall we begin on page seventy- eight of our text book...."

I waited as the students rushed out after the bell rang...all except for Tim, who remained at his desk. When the room was empty, I had Tim take a seat in the front of me.
" Mr. Reynold's, I must tell you that I am concerned that you may fail this class, if you don't do something to improve your grades...show a little more effort in your work. You do want to graduate, don't you ?"
" Of course I do, Mrs. A !" he said, his eyes suddenly looking away from my legs when I crossed them, sitting on my desk.
I was silent for a moment, thinking. We were almost in the last semester...If Tim was going to turn himself around and pass my class, he had to do it soon. I recalled an earlier session when we had discussed his grade...and his promise to try to do better. So far that hadn't happened.
" I'll tell you what, I'm going to help you pass this course. You can re-pay me by doing some yard work for me...my husband doesn't like to do it anyway, but...you will have to devote your free time this weekend to study with me."
" You would do that for me ?" Tim asked, looking up amazed.
" Look Tim...you are a young adult....it's time you started acting like one. "

 

[Jokas_Wild]

A wide grin crossed his face, it had worked, his offer of manual labor was apparently going to save his ass! He was only to eager to do it, failing this class was not an option. He even smiled at her comment about acting like an adult, he would take a lil ribbing if it would pass him. He thanked her again and walked out of class to catch up with his friends. They gave him a lil razzing about staying after class but he just shrugged it off, telling him that he was going to pass anyways. The group then trudged off in the seperate directions, Tim having a free period decided to play a lil hookey and grab a bite to eat at the near-by McDonalds.

As he walked out the doors and through the parking lot, fresh marlboro in his mouth, Tim felt like a free man. English was now in the bag, all the other classes were set and it was lunch time for him! As he rounded the corner of the building though, he got a none to pleasent shock. Mrs. A was at her car, apparently getting materials for her next class and was blocking his escape root. He tried to duck back around the side of the buidling but knew he was caught when he heard Mrs. A yell his name. Busted!

"Mr. Reynolds, what are you doing outside of class and with a cigarette in your mouth no less?"

He walked around the corner and towards her, no sense in hiding, it would only make his punishment worse. He decided that just leveling with her would probably be his best bet and after taking a long drag of the cigarette, spoke softly.

" Well, you see Mrs. A, I got a free period and a mighty hunger for some food and a smoke. So I was going to grab some McDonalds" as he nodded towards the golden arches across the lot, "then come back here for final period. But urm, that's not gonna happen anymore, is it?"

The answer was painfully clear that it wasn't, her pretty lips drawn into a scowl, hand on a sexy hip. At that moment, even though it was probably ill advised, Tim took the time and just checked her out from head to toe, unconciously licking his lips in what was a rather wolfish manner. He then took another drag and stubbed it out, ready to be chewed out and handed a week's worth of detention, this was just so not his day....

 

[angelique127]

I really wasn't surprised at Tim's behavior, after all he was eighteen and could purchase cigerettes...and he wasn't on school property smoking them. As far as cutting class goes...well, he never cut my class, but rules are rules and should be obeyed more or less. He knew also that the students must not leave the campus for lunch, but had to eat in the cafeteria.
I decided to go easy on him and only give him detention for one day...after all, I would have to stay late too.
'' Well, you know the routine by now Tim, so be in my classroom by three o' clock, prepared to study for awhile." I informed him. Just then a strong gust of wind blew past, lifting my short skirt up, revealing my black stockings and garter belt, along with my matching G string...I quickly smoothed my skirt down, having to hold it with my hands, until the early spring breeze subsided.
I thought that young Tim Reynolds eyes were going to pop out of his head...
Wanting to get out of the wind, I opened the door to my BMW and climbed in...I could feel Tim's eyes enjoying the view as I lifted my long legs inside before shutting the door and starting the engine. I'm not really sure why, but I felt a little bit sorry for him standing there alone, so I rolled down the window...
" Do you need a ride ?"
" Yeah, sure !"

 

[Jokas_Wild]

He was only to eager to jump in her car, especially after the super view that a gust of wind had provided. That brief moment was what Tim pictured to be heaven and his expression reflected that fact. His eyes had damn near popped out of his head and now as he sat next to her in the car, he stole side-long glances at her legs. She was definetly looking good for her age and dressed sexy to boot, seeming rather comfortable with her body.

He made idle chit chat until she dropped him off at the McDonalds, a lil wave and a promise that he would be back at 3 for detention. He got some food and checked his watch, thinking about his options. If he headed home now, he could squeeze in like a 45 minute nap and still make it back in time to serve detention for Mrs A. Since the all nighter he pulled last night, that idea was holding more and more appeal with each second. He polished off his food and headed home, tossing his bag on the floor as he walked into the 2nd floor apartment where he lived with his Dad. He knew that since it was Friday, his Dad wouldn't be home until Monday morning. He usually spent the weekend at his girlfriends, so Tim had the apartment to himself.

He plopped down on the couch and flicked on the TV, his mind drifting back repeatedly to the eyeful he had caught earlier. The more he thought about it, the more aroused he became until he found himself in a rather uncomfortable situation. He glanced at the clock and figured that he would have just enough time to relieve himself and get back for detention. Oh the irony of jacking off to the teacher that had slapped him with that lil penalty.

He slid his pants off and slowly stroked himself, thinking of Mrs. A's sexy legs and her big breasts. He could only imagine the feel of her ruby red lips wrapped around his shaft, sucking him dry. The more he thought of her, the harder he stroked himself, working into a frenzy. With a loud cry of pleasure, he started to cum, imaging himself balls deep inside of her, mauling her breasts with his hands and mouth. He lay on the couch, panting and sweaty before realizing what time it was and cleaning up fast. He would have to run back to school double time to get back for detention in time.

He slid in the door about 10 minutes late, excuse already on his lips, this was so not going to look good. He didn't have his bag, was late and smelled slightly of man musk from his earlier activites. "Urm, Mrs. A, man, I am so sorry. You wouldn't believe what happened to me...."

 

[angelique127]

" Urm Mrs. A, man, I am so sorry, you wouldn't believe what happened to me..."
" SIT DOWN MR. REYNOLDS," I cut him off in mid-sentence, " I do not want to hear your excuse, how YOU were KIDNAPPED at gunpoint at MC DONALD'S and held HOSTAGE until SOMEONE paid your RANSOME ! Nor do I want to hear any of your other FANTASIES !!!"
I waited until he sat down before I continued, in a calmer tone of voice.
" You sir, are making my job difficult. It seems that you missed your remaining classes this afternoon, where you went, I have no idea, but Mr. Miles informed me that you cut his History class...but for some reason I blame myself, NOT only because I am the one WHO dropped you off at Mc Donalds, but because I didn't REALIZE you needed extra attention sooner !"
" Well, I was hungary..." Tim started to explain.
Again, I cut him off.
" That is not the problem here, young man. For your information, you are HERE to prepare for your future, if and when you graduate, NOT to walk around with your head in the clouds, making silly excuses for all of your ...shortcoming's. Where do you plan on working next year ?"
The question must have caught him off guard, because he did not answer at first. " Well, Mrs A, I really haven't gave it much thought yet."
With a frustrated gesture, I spun on my heel and marched back to my desk, my high heels echoing loudly on the hard floor.
The truth is...Tim Reynolds reminded me of my husband, when he was younger...no direction in life. And now he could never hold a job longer than two weeks at a time, I had to support him on a teachers salary....
I looked at Tim Reynolds sitting at his desk...yes, he was young and he still had a chance to change for the better, unlike Thomas, my husband. Tim was a good looking young man, who thought he could get by on his charm...but in real life, that only went so far. He had alot to learn...and I was going to teach him. Tim Reynolds didn't know it yet, but he was the teacher's pet...project. Nothing a little hard work couldn't cure...

" Mr. Reynolds, I think it would benefit us both if we continued our detention at my house early Saturday morning...maybe a different working enviroment would better suit us both."

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Tim sighed softly, being chewed out was never fun and he knew he was definetly in for some serious sh*t if he didn't start passing and not getting on her bad side. He just nodded and spoke softly, feeling quite chastized.

"Ok Mrs. A, your right, I said I would be doing yard work Saturday and I am a man of my word. Sorry for sorta ruining your teaching dreams by being a crap student."

A lil smile offered with that comment, always the joker, trying to lighten the mood a bit. He was a good kid at heart but he also sort of was cutting corners since it was senior year. It somehow all seemed to be in the bag so the theory was, why kill oneself for no real reason? His apprenticeship under Mickey was working out well, in another 6 month Tim was going to be a certified mechanic and making decent change. But Mrs. A was right, he needed to graduate and he wasn't exactly helping his cause to do that currently. For the final half hour of his detention, while he watched her grade some papers, Tim made small talk about different things, like what work did she need around her house. He also slipped in a lil reference to checking her plumbing which he felt was rather slick since it looked like she didn't catch the double entendre there. His time up, he told her that he would be there tomorrow at 9 am, ready to work.

"Mr. Reynolds, I know you have alot of potential. Apply yourself, don't disappoint me now."

She gave him a pointed stare and he nodded sheepishly, a lil smile on his lips. He really liked Mrs. A, she was tough but she was real sweet under her tough exterior and fair. He headed home and shook his head, man, manual labor to pass english class, what a situation he had gotten himself into! Oh well, better then summer school and not graduating on time, Tim was more then eager to deal with losing a saturday to dodge that bullet.

Saturday morning rolled around and Tim knocked on the front door, admiring the house. Once again he smoothed out his jeans and adjusted his shirt, making sure to look presentable for Mrs. A. He stood there and waited, hoping that today would be a turning point in his life, a turning point for the better...

 

[angelique127]

Saturday morning...

I was in the kitchen, waiting for the coffee to finish brewing, when I heard the knock on the door. Suddenly I remembered that Tim was coming over this morning to do some chores and such. Having just got up, I was still in my nightgown...my long white, so sheer you could see through it one...I quickly ran to the bedroom to find my robe. My lazy hubby was snoring loudly...one of the reasons I had spent last night sleeping on the couch.
I slipped the robe on, and went to answer the door.

" Good morning, Tim," I smiled, as I opened the door, " I see you found my house without any trouble." I stepped aside so he could enter, suddenly aware that my hair must need brushing...
" It was easy to find, Mrs. A, you gave me good directions."
I winced at his misuse of the English language, and was about to correct him, but instead said, " You can call me Traci if you like, since we are not in class right now."
He followed me into the kitchen, taking a seat at the table.
" Would you like a cup of coffee?" I asked.
" No thanks, Mrs A...I mean Traci, do you have any soda ?"
" I have a Coke, but don't you think it's a little to early to be drinking soda ?"
He looked puzzled...and I wasn't about to explain that my mother never permitted me to drink soda before noon, or that was why they had taken the vending machines out of the cafeteria.

I explained what I wanted him to do, he could start in the backyard, raking up last years leaves around my in-ground pool, something my husband always neglected to do, just general clean-up , so come summer when it was time to open the pool, it would be presentable. I also asked him if he might be able to take a look at my outdoor hot tub...I thought one of the hoses leaked, preventing me from using it. If he could fix it, and clean the leaves out of it, we could fill it up again with water.

After Tim went outside, I remembered to wake up Thomas, who was supposed to go to the spring car show this weekend. He was going to take pictures with his new, very expensive camera, hoping to sell them to a hot rod magazine. Why he didn't just get a real job was beyond me....

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Tim set to work with the raking, that was easily the more major of the projects and he definetly wanted to knock that one out before it got scorching out. Noon was not a fun time to be working with leaves so he was intent to beat that unofficial time limit. He smiled to himself as he worked, this was going to be a cinch to pass english if this was all he had to do for her. He also liked the informalness of working at her house, calling her Traci instead of Mrs. A.

Just about 11:45, as the sun was starting to peak in the sky, Tim was almost finished with raking but he was just pouring sweat. Knowing that it was only Traci in the house, no real looky loo's, he scrapped the shirt and continued working. While no muscle ripped jock, he had a nice toning to his young body from working in a job that required him to lug car parts all day. But it was never an oil filter, oh no, he was made to carry big stuff like a muffler assembly or doors if they were doing a custom job. He was sort of insecure though about his body, TV had drilled into him the ripped 6 pack look so he felt self-concious.

Tim hauled the trash bags to the curb for Traci, all of the leaves were done, including the hot tub. All that was to be done now was to check the pump and the hoses that go to the jets, a rather simple task. He sat there after taking off the panel, checking around some stuff and smiling. Simple stuff, just a lil putty would seal it and kick start her tub back to life. He walked to her back door and knocked, waiting to tell her what was up. It was a simple fix and he smiled wide, glad to have such an easy day and it was a great way to get back in her good graces. Life was good right now, life was very good...

 

[angelique127]

Saturday afternoon...

While Tim was busy working outside, I gathered up a weeks worth of laundry to wash and dry, a job I just hated doing. The reason I resented it so much, probably had to do with the fact that my lazy husband sat around all week, ignoring the dirty clothes as they piled up in the hamper, while I worked a full time job, five days a week.
At about 11:15, Thomas came down to the kitchen, and poured himself a cup of coffee. I ignored him, we were hardly on speaking terms these days anyway. No' good morning honey', kiss on the cheek, around here. He was looking out the window, when he spotted Tim, working in the back yard.
" Who is that ?"
" Just one of my students, doing YOUR job, as you can see ."
" You mean your paying him?"
I wasn't about to tell him the truth, concerning our little deal. " Yes, of course." I lied.
" You better be careful, you know how those kids spread rumors." Thomas warned me, picking up his camera to leave.
" And what rumor would that be...that Mrs. A has a shitload of work to do at her house ?"
Thomas didn't bother to respond.

I opened the door to tell Tim lunch was ready. He was dragging a garbage bag full of leaves towards the curb, a ciggerette hanging out of his mouth. His bare torso glistened with sweat. And he was rather well developed...the muscles on his arms were firm and hard, as well as his chest...I couldn't help but compare his flat stomach to Thomas's big beer belly. Surprised at my thoughts...I quickly pushed them aside.Better NOT to go there... I warned myself !

" I hope you like turkey." I said, watching Tim bite into his sandwich, filled with cheese, bacon, lettuce and tomatoe, with a few onions.
" It tastes...great !" he remarked, chewing his food." Ah-h-h, Mrs. A...do you mind... if I use your bathroom ?
''Yes, but you need to use the one off of my bedroom, the downstairs doesn't flush too well. I'll show you were it is."
Tim followed me upstairs, and as we were passing through my bedroom, I suddenly realized their was an enhanced portrait of me, hanging on the wall, in a frame, that I did not want him to see. I silently cursed my husbands new hobby...and prayed Tim wouldn't notice it...

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Much to Tim's own surprise and Mrs. A's embarrasment, he did see it but didn't say anything. He instead just walked into the bathroom and broke into a huge grin, that was a memory that wouldn't be leaving anytime soon! He just licked his lips huge style and pee'd, wondering how he could parlay this into his advantage. He washed his hands and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pair of black thong panties hanging on the edge of her hamper. He quickly lifted and took a long sniff of the crotch, licking also to see if there was even a hint of her juices. Realizing that taking so long in the bathroom, Tim quickly tossed the panties back into the hamper and walked back to the kitchen.

'Thanks, I really had to go there. Also, thanks for the sandwich, that really hit the spot!"

Traci just nodded at him, avoiding eye contact, nervous to see if he would say anything about the photo. Tim did, just cleaning his plate and leaving her with one comment before heading outside.

"Well, almost done outside, just a quick patch and I can fill the tub with water. So urm, while I do that, how about you change into something comfy and I'll come inside and do a lil "extra" work."

He just winked after saying that, picking up on her strained relationship with her husband and the erotic photography. He felt fairly confident that his comment would go over well, if not, Tim was in for a whole lot of shit. He would know quickly, that's for sure...

 

[angelique127]

I had detected a slight change in Tim's attitude after returning from using the bathroom. He acted cocky, more sure of himself, a certain gleam in his eye...their was no doubt about it, he had seen the picture ! And that last remark, before heading out the door,' slip into something more comfy ' ? And that swagger in his step now, it hadn't been their before...
You better be careful, you know how these kids spread rumor's... My husband's words rang in my ears for a second...with a worried frown, I ran upstairs to change...into something a little more unexpected. It was time to teach Tim Reynolds a little lesson...

I dressed in my walk- in closet. I found my expensive black velvet corsett, although it had not been worn in years, I knew it would still fit...my body was still the same size it was when I purchased it years ago...the only problem was, I needed help to tighten the lacing properly. So I estimated the best I could, adjusting the strays before putting it on. Next came the black silk stockings... after attaching them to the garters, I stepped into my black ankle boots with the pointy five inch heels.
Finished in the closet, I went out into the bedroom, and searching through my panty drawer, I found the perfect pair...a dainty, sheer black see-thru G-string, and I had the forethought to put them on over the garters, which could be helpful later. Then I sat down at my make-up table ...and when finished with that, I brushed my long, dark hair, pulling it up in a tight, rather severe bun, on top of my head, leaving a curly strand ringlett fall almost in my face. Then I added my white pearl necklace around my slender neck...

With my hands on my hips, I admired my handiwork in the full length mirror...not bad for a 35 year old woman, if I must say so myself...my breasts were still firm, even more so, being pushed up by the corsett. My ass cheeks didn't sag yet, but were quite round and firm too, accented by my tiny G-string, which showed them off, covering nothing...I picked up the long, white sun dress and slipped it over my head, hiding the surprise I wore underneath !

Oh yes...young Tim Reynolds, don't think I haven't saw you looking at me, every chance you get... and now you are about to learn a very important lesson...on how to please your teacher...most of all, you are going to learn to OBEY her.. to find out just HOW demanding she can be...you are also going to find out what it's like to be the teacher's PET....

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Once outside and out of her immediate sight, Tim let out a huge sigh of relief. He had just made a huge powerplay and it looked as though it had worked, he had maybe ratteled her a little. He didn't intend to do anything really, he just wanted a lil leverage to guarentee his passing the class. He attached a lil more putty and used his lighter to heat it a lil, making it seal that much quicker. With that done, he walked over to the side of the house and dragged the hose over, turning on the water to get it filled.

With a proud smile on his face, Tim indulged in a well deserved smoke and just sitting down. His arms were a lil tired from dragging the leaves but again, this work was so much better then summer school and he now had a nice lil souviner picture! As he sat and puffed on his cigarette, he wondered how he could maybe turn this into an even better thing. Maybe something involving Traci there on her knee's in front of him. Mmm, yeah, that thought definetly held appeal to him, his sexy english teacher sucking him off.

Just as he was well into his day dream, Tim heard her call his name from in the house. He rose slowly, trying to re-adjust himself, hide the bulge in his jeans before heading inside. With a lil bit of success, Tim walked into the house, calling out loudly.

"You called Traci?"

 

[angelique127]

The teacher's pet...

" You called, Traci."
" Yes....I'm waiting for you in the living room, Tim. Take a seat." I said, indicating a spot on the couch for him to sit. I , however, remained standing.
"We're going to have a surprise test today, for your benefit, I hope you pass...and earn a straight A. Don't worry, Tim" I smiled at his sudden discomfort, '' this test will not be very difficult...all you have to do is answer my questions truthfully, and use proper English."
I walked over to the ice bucket, which contained a chilled bottle of wine, and poured myself a glass...turning back to my student, I replied, " Too bad, that you are too young to drink ...I would offer you a glass, but how would that look, your teacher giving alcohol to her underage student?"
" I wouldn't tell anyone...Mrs A."
" Are you sure about that ? You mean, you wouldn't tell all your friends that you came to my house to earn extra credit ?"
" No...I wouldn't tell anyone. " he said sincerely.
I took a sip of wine, looking down at him. I wanted to trust him...but still, I decided to see how honest he could be.
" Have you heard any rumors at school about me ?"
" Like what ?" he asked.
" Oh...you know, about the way I dress."
" Well...s-s-some of the guys talk...alittle" Tim appeared to be somewhat uncomfortable with this subject.
" They do ! What do they say ?'' I asked, raising my eyebrows.
" Just that..." Tim hesitated, " that you dress...sexy...but everyone likes your class !" he added.
I was pacing back and forth, in front of him, holding a long thin pointer, the kind that teachers use to use in the past. I stopped pacing...lightly tapping the pointer on my palm.
" Do YOU think I dress sexy ?"
Tim's eyes looked me over...I was wearing the white sundress now. I waited for him to answer.
" Sometimes. "
I took a deep breathe...and before I could change my mind, I unbuttoned the sundress, to let it fall at my feet...

I almost had to laugh at young Tim's shocked expression...he turned beet red, but his big wide eye's traveled over me from head to toe...and back again. Then he looked away as if embarassed...
" What's the matter, Tim ? You are always looking at me in class....trying to look up my skirt...well, now I'm not wearing one !" I teased with a smile...tapping the pointer on my palm...

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Surprise Surprise

Tim instantly gulped hard and tired to not let his eyes bug out of his skull. He couldn't believe this was happening, it was almost to good to be true. Mrs. A was before him and she was dressed like a total slut, a real high class hooker! He finally looked back to her and swallowed hard, trying to gather his extremely scattered thoughts.

"Urm, Mrs. A, uh, well..."

All he could do was stutter and stare, not sure of what to do. I mean, what the hell do you do when your english teacher that you lust over in decked out in lingere before your eyes? He sat silent for another few moments and tried to speak again, this time with a real loose idea of what to say and do.

"Mrs. A, you are a very beautiful woman and being dressed the way you are is extremely erotic to me. I love the way you look and if I could, I would make you scream in please. But then again, I think that's sorta the test, isn't it? See if I can make you scream, to maybe cum Mrs. A?"

His eyes once again drank her in, enjoying just every moment of it. From her large breasts that rode high in the corset to the sexy silk stocking encasing her legs to the spike of her heels, it was just all good to Tim. He rose slowly, a giant bulge in his jeans and he took a step towards her, placing him mere inches away from her. He inhaled her scent long and deep and then leaned in close, whispering into her ear, trying to maintain a lil bit of an edge.

"Teach me Mrs. A, I'm more then willing to take care of what your husband doesn't do for you..."

 

[angelique127]

"Teach me Mrs. A, I'm more than willing to take care of what your husband doesn't do for you..."
" Do you think that you can handle it ? I hope you have much more 'endurance' than he does." I stated , as I slowly moved around behind him. "Drop your pants...I want to see." I ordered, completing the circle, to stand in front of him again.
Tim unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He stood there, clad only in underwear...a massive bulge protruding from his tight shorts ! I could tell by the outline of it, that it was rather big...and hard.
" Remove your underwear." I commanded, licking my lips.
Again Tim obeyed, without hesitation...stepping out of his shorts and boots. When he straightened up, I couldn't help but gasp at the size of his cock...it was huge, thick and long, fully erect, standing straight up...
I didn't say anything for a moment ...but I must admit, my thoughts were kind of wicked, you might say...I did not expect my pupil to be so well hung !
" Alright Mr. Reynolds...today is your lucky day.[ and mine too, it seemed ] I am going to teach you everything you need to know, about how to please a lady...and you are going to learn how to worship me, the way I deserve to be treated ! On your knees..."

Tim stared up at me, his young, handsome eager, and flushed with excitement. I moved around behind him, admiring his tight, firm butte cheeks, pulling on my black velvet, elbow length gloves..." I want you to bend over" I instructed.
" Lesson number one is...always do what your teacher tells you to do. If you fail at this...expect to be punished !" I brought the cane down upon his exposed, upright ass, not very hard, mind you...just enough to sting, and to let him know who was in charge.
" Lesson number two...under no circumstances, are you to touch yourself, without asking my permission...do you understand ?" Again the cane slapped his butte.
" YES...MRS. A ! ANYTHING YOU SAY !" Tim shouted, obediantly.
I smiled, standing above him. " Sit up, on your knees...so I can see that big cock of yours."
I stopped pacing, just inches away from him.
" Have you ever tasted....pussy before, Mr. Reynolds ?
Tim nodded, indicating that he had.
" I don't mean some little school girl, Tim. Have you ever tasted a woman ?"
" No...I don't think so." he admitted.
" Then , I must teach you....later perhaps. If you are a good boy...if you earn your reward !"
" And how do I do that ?" he wanted to know.
" Do you remember these ?'' I held my silky panties in my hand, the ones that had been in the hamper, the ones I had wore yesterday to school. " My...my...I must have forgotten to wash them today, with the rest of my things." I didn't tell him that I had left them on top of the hamper on purpose, nor that I had discovered them inside of it.
" Don't you think that they would feel so good, rubbing againest your cock...should I let you hold them ?" I teased, in a seductive voice......

 

[Jokas_Wild]

What a twist

Tim smiled, he was more then willing to play this game if the prize would be her. He nodded gently and spoke softly, aways averted from her, knowing how it worked. "Yes Mrs. A, I would like to hold them and touch myself with them if it would please you?" He licked his lips hungerly, so wishing to be granted the right to do so.

"You may touch the panties Mr Reynolds, but not yourself. Not yet at least, thats a treat you must earn."

He nodded gently and took the panties into his hands, sniffing her panties deeply, letting his tounge touch the crotch. It was like heaven and stars exploded in his eyes, it was insane in the amount of erotic pleasure derived. He smiled up at her and whispered.

"Teach me all you can..."

 

[angelique127]

The Lesson...

I sat back on the couch, throwing one leg over the armrest, my apt pupil, kneeling, in front of me. Tim held my worn panties to his nose, inhaling my musky scent. My God, I thought, I should have had him come over sooner...I could have had him do my household chores, wait on me hand and foot, naked of course...since he seemed so eager to obey me. I wouldn't mind at all...having this young ,well hung stud fullfill my every wish...
But here he was now, ready to be taken advantage of...

" Okay Tim, I am going to let you touch yourself with my silky panties...but if you dare cum on them, without my permission...I will have to spank you !"
I watched as he masterbated with my panties, rubbing them on his huge cock...I couldn't help but compare Tim to my husband, not only was his cock twice as big as my hubby's, but it was nice to have someone listen to me for a change, obey my every command.
Smiling , I began to touch myself, allowing my middle finger to gently massage the sheer materail that covered my now wet pussy...before long, I slipped my finger underneath the edge of my see thru panties...aware of just how excited I was becoming ...
" I am almost ready to start lesson number three...which is, learning the proper way of pleasing a woman, using your tongue and lips..." I motioned to him to come closer, until his face was just inches away from my panty covered cunt.
" Now...you may remove my panties, Tim" I told him, lifting my hips slightly, to make his task easier on him.
Once they were off, I spread my legs apart wide apart for him, pulling his face up close, until it was almost touching my trimmed pussy...I liked to shave the sides, leaving some hair on top.
" I want you to place your hands under me...just like that !" Tim gripped my firm ass cheeks with both hands," Now this is very important... always start out slowly, Tim, most ladies like to be teased first...I know I do. Go ahead, and lick softly around the outside of my pussy..." I whispered, closing my eyes....

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Tim smiled wide to himself, this was an area of sex that he was a borderline expert for someone of such a young age. He smiled up at her and then proceeded on his task, taking great pleasure in it! Slowly his toung snaked out, just licking the very crease of her thigh and worked in slowly, just inches at a time, drawing ever closer to her pussy. He took great pride at the lil gasps that this drew from her and he continued, quite intent on making her scream in pleasure. His tounge slow and steady, lips warm, he kissed and licked all along her thighs and just near the very edges of her pussy. He did this for about 10 minutes before he finally broke Mrs. A's restraint and she grabbed him.

"Eat my pussy Tim, now! Fucking suck my clit!"

As his head was pressed against her cunt, he was more then eager to comply, instantly going to work sucking her clit and eating her out. His tounge lapped at her like a puppy dog, 2 fingers inserted into her to provide more pleasure. Feeling extra bold that day, he started taking large licks all the way from the top of her slit down to her puckered lil asshole. Seeing the flash of pleasure on her face, Tim knew that he was onto something there. He continued to lick and suck her clit and gently finger her while a thumb snaked down and rubbed against her lil hole. After a few moments of coaxing, it did slip in and Mrs. A let out a terrific scream of pleasure. Knowing she was about to cum, Tim set to work, fucking her for all he was worth with his tounge and hands!

 

[angelique127]

I FELT LIKE I HAD DIED AND WENT TO HEAVEN !!!

There was no doubt in my mind, that young Tim Reynolds knew how to please a lady...his bold tongue and mouth did things to me, I'd have never dreamed imaginable...this eager, young man needed no further instruction or encouragement, and when he used his fingers on me, it almost drove me over the edge !!! I screamed in pure delight...

" OH MY GOD...TIM, PLEASE DON"T STOP ! EAT MY PUSSY...PLEASE...JUST LIKE THAT...OH-h-h-h...PLEASE don't ever STOP !!!"

I simply couldn't believe this was happening ! Here I was...always acting like the prim and proper teacher, married as well, begging my pupil to eat my wet, hot cunt...losing control, with each passing second !

" OH TIM...that's it...eat me...EAT MY NAUGHTY- HOT CUNT !!!" My hips were moving now, up and down, all over his mouth, grinding his whole face into my open cunt...pulling him by his hair...frenzied....

I could not help it...I couldn't hold it back any longer...and I felt myself explode...not once, but in waves...one after the other... the hot, liquid gush...escaping...

" OH-H-h-h GOD... LOOK AT WHAT YOU MADE ME DO !!!"

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Tim just smiled widely and lapped at her even harder, enjoying every gush of sweet juice from her pussy. He then gently licked her clit as she was coming down, enjoying the sight of her shivering. He then rose before her, harder then ever and in a low voice intoned.

"Mrs. A, may I please recieve the same treatment I gave you?"

His eyes burned with lust and something else, something darker. Tim also had a dominant streak in him and while he liked serving Traci, he would much prefer to order her around. Something about having her at his feet, whimpering for his approval was a thought that had never left his mind since day 1 of Senior english. But for now he would serve and would maybe get his wish one day, to take his english teacher as he so saw fit.

"Will you please use your beautiful mouth on me so I can achieve pleasure and bliss at the hands of you?"

 

[angelique127]

on my knees....

How could I say NO to him.

Smiling, I got on my knees, and took his big, hard cock in my gloved hand...holding it, I felt it's impressive weight. My God...how I wanted it inside me... but I would have to wait, I knew, letting the anticipation build.

My wet tongue softly licked the underside of Tim's huge shaft, pausing to flick over that sensitive spot at the top, underneath the head. And then, slowy back down the entire length, teasing it as I went. I did this a few times, and then, using my other hand, I reached up to fondle his balls....

" Do you ever fantasize about this in class, Tim ?" I whispered, Making your teacher your slut...in front of the whole classroom. Making me suck your cock...or you being ordered to eat my naughty...little cunt ?"

 

[Jokas_Wild]

Tim grinned and nodded, letting out a long and loud satisfied moan. This was heaven, this was better then he could of ever imagined, this was every fantasy come true at once. Mrs. A, the super hot english teacher, blowing him for all she was worth. Life couldn't get any better then this and he just groaned, giving into the pleasures she was providing. His hands gently laced into her hair, taking ahold of her head, guiding her pace and taking more control over her. Pretty soon he found himself fucking her face and throat, grunting with every thrust, dirty words spewing from him.

"Mmmm, you like that Mrs. A, you like sucking my big cock? Did you ever fantasize about me in class? Did you ever think of being my lil whore in front of everybody?"

He smiled down at her, turning the tables, he had answered her questions, now he wondered how deep her lust ran. He then groaned loudly and gripped her hair tighter, a long shiver running the length of his spine.

"Oh god, I'm close Mrs. A, I'm gonna cum!"