It was 1pm on a Friday afternoon. The whole school was waiting in anticipation of the long weekend. There was just one period left. Everyone filed into the classroom and took their seats. Mr. K stood at the front of the class waiting for everyone to get settled.
Of course Mr. K noticed the girls, this was a senior class in a catholic school. Barely legal chicks in kilts, how could he not notice? He tried not to fantasize about them, he knew it was inappropriate, but when they even wore their blonde hair in pig tails...I mean Jesus! How could he not be slightly aroused?
The blonde in question was Lisa. She knew she rocked the school girl look and this was her last (and best) year to exploit it. She took to wearing her long blonde hair in pig tails on Fridays. She also started wearing ruby red lipstick. She always got into fairly sexy hijinx on the weekends, so this was her way of prepping herself for her days and evenings of debauchery with her friends. She went through the whole school girl caricature, blonde pig tails, blue eyes, red lips, tight white blouse, slightly unbuttoned and tucked into her plaid kilt, knee high white socks, and even though she technically wasn't supposed to, high heels. She was already tall, but she liked to be just a touch taller, especially in 'Sir's class'.
She, of course noticed Mr. K too. He was by far the hottest teacher in the school, by superficial standards. He was tall, like really tall, well around 6'6 or 6'7. That's why Lisa liked her heels, she was almost eye level with him when she wore them. It was silly, but she felt she was at his level socially as well when she could look him in the eye. That was another reason Mr. K was the hottest teacher in the school. Lisa could tell that he had some kinks, just like her. She wondered what they were and whether they would get along well together.
She fidgeted in her seat thinking about it. Last class of the day and everyone was getting antsy. People were whispering, passing notes and giggling. They couldn't help it, the weekend was just so close!
Mr. K kept right on with his lecture, shushing the class when they'd get too rowdy, but in reality, he just didn't care. He was going on a weekend trip with his buddies to Vegas. He couldn't wait to get up to all sorts of no good when he got there. He started to think, fuck it, and gave the kids some busy work so he could go back to his desk.
He noticed Lisa cross her legs and start bouncing her foot. The sly little smile on her full lips gave him ideas as to what she might be doing to herself right now. Was she pleasuring herself a little? Was she maybe thinking about him? He felt his cock squirm at the thought. He always had a bit of a flirty relationship with her. Sure, the other girls were cute too, but they were all petite, and Lisa was all Amazon, he figured that he could be as rough with her as he wanted and not break her. His cock was stiffening now. He had to be careful, all it took was for someone to ask a question or for there to be a fire drill and he'd look like a perv.
Lisa's eyes kept flicking up in Mr. K's direction, still bouncing her foot. Every time she did, he'd put his eyes back down on his own paper. 'Holy shit', he thought, 'is this actually happening?' Were they playing some sort of game together? He tried to concentrate on his paper, but his eyes kept wandering.
At this point, Lisa had made up her mind. She had seduced a great wide range of boys her age, but, I mean, you know 18 year old boys, they have no idea what they're doing. Lisa was bouncing her leg thinking of the different ways she and Mr. K could enjoy each other's company. And she was sure he was watching her. A couple of times when she looked at him, his eyes were definitely wandering.
She decided to test her theory, she leaned across the aisle to ask Caitlin for some white out. Mr. K shushed her with a bit of a grin and she gave him a sexy smile in return. They held each other's gaze for about half a second longer than two people who weren't fantasizing about each other would have. 'It's on', she thought, as she went back to her paper.
Lisa sat there, twirling her finger around one of her pig tails. She was trying to distract from the fact that she was setting an alarm on her phone under her desk. She set it for one minute before the bell. Having your phone on was an automatic talking to in this school.
Mr. K was so lost in thought, watching Lisa twirling her pig tails and bouncing her beautiful legs, that half smile she gave him burned into his mind. He was really starting to think she actually had a plan. He didn't even realize how late in the day it was when he heard a cell phone start ringing. That was an instant 'stay after class' and possible detention. He hoped it was her. Everyone in the class started darting their eyes around looking for the culprit. Lisa, a little red in the face, sheepishly silenced her phone just as the bell rang. 'Well, isn't that convenient?' Mr. K thought.
"Lisa, please stay behind", he said.
Of course, in unison, the entire class joined in the typical, "oooooh." Lisa and Mr. K both rolled their eyes, but immediately locked their gazes again, just as everyone filed out of the class.
There was very little chance of him standing up now, he was far too excited, especially as she stood and chasseed over to his desk. She was giving him puppy dog eyes that looked borderline forced, but entirely sexy.
"I'm sorry Mr. K", she said, maybe a bit too slyly.
"You know the penalty for having your cell phone on in class, Lis", he'd never called her 'Lis' before, she loved it, it seemed so informal. She knew she was for sure in.
"Please Mr. K", she pleaded. She was even putting on a little bit of a cutesy voice. The guys always loved that, something about a school girl with pouty lips and a childish demeanour always got them going. She could tell it was working here too. She figured she'd just go full out porn scenario and see if it worked. "I can't have detention, my parents will kill me! Isn't there anything else I can do instead? Please, Sir?"
Holy shit, she actually just used a straight up porn line, he thought, plus she called him 'Sir'. It was all over from that point. He hadn't had a cutesy girl call him, 'Sir' in a while. That's what this weekend was going to be for. Buuuut, what's the harm in starting a little early? He knew what was at stake here, even though he was very, very turned on, he calmed his manhood so that he could stand up and go to her.
The school was starting to empty out, it was very quiet. No one stuck around for even a minute before a long weekend.
He got up and walked around to the other side of his desk. He still wasn't sure whether she actually did want him, whether he misread the situation (though he was pretty sure he didn't) or whether he would actually go through with it. He is a teacher afterall, and he could lose his job for this.
He leaned on the front of his desk, very close to her. She couldn't believe she was actually doing this. She wasn't totally positive yet, but she was pretty sure that calling him 'Sir' in a submissive tone did it. Perhaps he was dominant? Maybe he'd completely take her? She was almost giddy at the idea of being Mr. K's plaything.
He folded his arms across his chest and asked her skeptically, "what do you mean by 'anything?'" he asked.
Yes! She had him.
