Mr Tiger was an Italian teacher in his late 20s. He had been studying Italian for about 6 years and while it wasn't overly fluent, it was enough to teach the beginner class at the young adult learning course.
Mr Tiger's class was often well behaved but there was a young girl who would always find herself in trouble. Be it talking throughout the lesson or not doing the assigned homework, she would always find herself falling behind the rest of the class.
Her name was Nicole.
Nicole was a very attractive 18 year old girl, very sexy. Intelligent, sweet, caring, playful, funny - but also naughty. She often caught Mr Tiger's eye but he would not give into lust over his role as a teacher.
He had often thought about Nicole while stroking his cock in his lonely appartment building. Many times and many nights he would think about Nicole until jets of cum would shoot out all over his sheets. He would then place his doona in a way where he could cuddle it had she been lying beside him, with his softening cock pressed firmly where her ass would be.
However day and day would see this only as a fantasy and he had never crossed the line. He would walk past her as he paced around the classroom - wanting to reach out and touch her as he walked past. A bump. A touch on the hair. A brush as he went past. But he could never summon the courage and at best could only offer a shy smile.
Despite promises otherwise to himself he would often favour her and hint to her the answers to make sure she was the star pupil of her class. Nicole's enthusiasm was in the right spot but she was still falling behind in her lessons.
One day Mr Tiger was teaching verb conjugation and he had longed to hear the sweet voice of Nicole.
"Who can tell me the conjugation ending of the first person singular for verbs with the ending 'are'?" Mr Tiger asked looking around the room before adding the inevitable "Nicole."
"Um...Sorry teacher," Nicole apologised.
"But Nicole, I assigned that as homework last night," he said disappointed "Why didnt you study it?"
"Sorry," She replied.
"Sorry doesnt conjugate verbs Nicole." Mr Tiger commented before nervously adding "Im going to have to keep you after class. We will finish this lesson in your time."
Nicole pouted and crossed her arms. The lesson soon came to a close and Mr Tiger gave the class their instructions for homework and dismissed them all.
With the closing of the door behind the last student to leave, he was alone in the room with Nicole.
As he handed her the set of cards designed to teach conjugation he dropped a few on the floor. He bent down to pick them up. Under the table he could see up Nicole's skirt. Staring back at him were black panties with the words "bad girl" in hot pink writing. He could see a portion of her left pussy lip escaping the elastic. He explored her legs. Her thighs, down to her knees, down her shins, and into her white socks and small pretty black shoes.
His semi erection was interupted by the opening of the door. He had enough time to lose the stiffness as he turned around to see the Janitor.
"Mr Tiger I have finished for the night. Since you are the last one here make sure you lock up before you leave," the janitor instructed "Here are the keys."
Mr Tiger returned his eyes to Nicole with the realisation he was finally alone with her. He began to tremble on the inside which he carefully masked as he paced slowly back to his desk. Nicole had already began to dig into the homework. She would pause, tap the pen against her mouth, her eyes would light up in realisation, and then she would bury her pen into the paper as she scribbled out her answers.
She again paused, put her pen to her mouth, but the question seemed difficult. She moved the pen around her mouth before it found its way into her nice red lips. Her lips were perched against the tip of the pen lid stuck firmly on the back of the pen - like the head of a circumcised cock. Mr Tiger imagined the pen to be his cock as she worked her mouth down the pen lid - slowly and seductively. She then began to move the pen higher and higher up the side of her face with more of the pen meeting her lips. Mr Tiger would imagine Nicole licking the sides of his throbbing shaft occasionally her lips pressed up against the skin of his seeping hard cock.
His thought was interrupted by Nicole looking up and smiling, before digging into the homework again. Mr Tiger was semi erect and bulging slightly. Had Nicole been eyeing his cock? He put a clip board over his lap as he sat partially on his desk pretending to place paper into the spring.
"I hope you werent thinking of me when you made it hard," Nicole grumbled.
