Based on a true story (all participants are fictional and 18+ as are all characters in the sorry even if unspecified).
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I sat opposite my Latin teacher, and I started noticing things. The small details - and the big ones. She was in her 20s maybe and she had her mildly ginger hair out, and it was flicked to the side every so often by a thin hand. She had a perfect complexion except for a few very light freckles.
As for her body, she was sitting, but I knew it well enough already. : I admit that I do time to time "check her out". At the moment she wore a very small feminine black trench coat which was zipped down do you could just see the crack of her breasts.
I had to say, all in all, taking into account body, face, and fashion, Miss Fay was the hottest teacher, woman even, I ever had the pleasure of meeting.
"Qwert?" I somehow like how she always mispronounces my name.
My name: Qwert. A common name surprisingly. I brought my eyes away from her chest and up to her face yet I wasn't sure what I loved more.
"Yes?"
"Are you listening?"
"Of course." - she then spoke about some Mycenaean warfare and I nodded and smiled.
The room was mostly filled with lined desks, it was a private boys-only school and though not the richest, still had some wealthy feel of it. I spoke with her over the front row of tables.
"Alright, I think now would be a good time to explain." She spoke with a sudden serious/devious look... if that's possible.
"Ok," I smirked, "please, explain."
"Well," she smoothly reached under the table and grabbed my penis, it was erect in milliseconds, "every year, the school carefully chooses one boy to undergo a 2 week course."
I stared at her wide eyed and starstruck as she churned my cock through my trousers.
"In this course, you will fuck a teacher on each night, until the grand finale."