Third period, my own private heaven and hell. Its not that the kids are rowdy, or that I hate my work, its. She sits there, an innocent angel. Even her name fits, Angelica. Eighteen years old, and already turning heads. Today she is wearing what must have been her idea of a schoolgirl’s uniform. White shirt that left a small band of skin showing at the bottom. Green plaid short skirt (mid-thigh) & boots. Damn this girl/woman is beautiful! Her hair shines in the light, a chestnut color, and her eyes are a beautiful shade of brown with gold in them. Her skin is pale, not baked by the sun but a natural color, and damnit; she has just enough buttons undone to show her cleavage, enhancing already perfect breasts. Must be a little chilly, I can see her nipples poking out today. Well, I better get back to work. Good thing I don’t have to stand up, she’s had her usual effect on me & in these pants I’d be very noticeable.
About twenty minutes pass before I notice something strange. I see Angel look up at me (my heads down, but I can still see her), then she quickly looks at a piece of paper in her hand & covers it back up. The little minx is cheating! I covertly watch her until I call time, then she puts the paper in her purse.
As the students file out, I make my move. “Angelica, could I see you for a moment?”
She hesitates then comes over as the last student leaves. “Yes Mr. Bowen? What is it?”
“Empty your purse please.” She hesitated, but then sighed and dumped her purse out, where I quickly found the cheat sheet she had made.
“Young lady, you do realize that this test was 50% of your grade, and that if I fail you, as I should, you will fail this class.” She started to speak then but I stopped her. “NO, don’t try & defend yourself, you cheated, and were caught. I can’t let you get away with this, but I also don’t want to ruin your chances for a good school after you leave here. I’ll tell you what, you come back here after school, and I will let you know how you can resolve your lapse of judgment.”
She made the appropriate responses, and left in a hurry. Now I had to think of some suitable punishment, and I had just the idea.
The next 4 hours crawled by, but finally the last bell rang, and shortly thereafter a very subdued Angelica came into my class.
“Sit down Angelica. Now, I am going to do something most teachers in here would not agree with, I am going to give you a second chance.” I placed a test down in front of her.
“You have 45 minutes to take this test. It’s 100 questions long, and neither easier nor harder than the one you cheated on.” She winced as I said that. Good, it meant that she new she messed up pretty good. I handed her the test, closed the door, & let her work.
In 40 minutes she was done, & I took her test and started grading. I could see her squirming as I graded, obviously nervous about her score. It was obvious she had not studied because she usually did much better than this. In a few minutes I was done, & sat up. Immediately she was riveted on me, awaiting her fate.
“You scored a 73 on this test, much better than a zero, but it is still enough to dramatically lower your average. Now, I did say you would be punished for cheating. Now is the time for that punishment. You can accept this punishment, and what happens here never leaves this room, and I’ll replace your zero with this grade, or you can walk out that door and take the zero. It will be your call. For every question you got wrong, I will spank you bottom once. You will be lying across my lap, and your skirt will be raised exposing your buttocks. This is your punishment, so now you have a choice, a spanking, or a zero.”
She paused and thought about it for a few seconds, then stood up and walked up to me. I could see her nipples again, but this time I don’t think she was cold.
