The bell rang. I began to put away my papers and notes, stopping now and then to acknowledge a goodbye or answer a quick question.
"Hi, Ms. Jay!" I heard someone in the hall kids say as Tina walked into the room. She was a popular teacher at our high school. Tina was in her mid-twenties and as cute as a button. She was wearing what I call "a woman's suit." It was a Navy jacket, white top with a short skirt.
"What's up?" I asked her as she walked intothe room.
"I've got the Chapter 12 Test and the answer key," she replied as she stopped in front of my desk.
"Thanks," I said as I admired what she was wearing. Tina had leaned back onto the front of the desk in the first row.
"No problem," she replied. "I've got Susan and Julie's copies too. You were the first room I came to. I figured I'd get the long hike out of the way first."
I work in a cluster of temporary buildings stationed behind the school. Overcrowding issues a few years earlier had forced the need for new classrooms and I had quickly volunteered to move out to "the boonies."
I loved the temporary classrooms. If you can imagine a double-wide trailer with two classrooms, then you know where I work. No administrators ever come to visit way out here, and I can control the temperature in the room on my own. Most of the teachers that work out here are coaches, and by sixth period, they are off on the athletic fields. By the end of the day, it's practically deserted. I like the solitude.
The door to the temporary buildings open to the outside boardwalk, so for security reasons, they automatically lock. It's a good thing, except for having to stop teaching 4-5 times each class to answer the knocks at the door.
As Tina and I had our little discussion about the test, the spring on the door finally clicked it shut. I glanced over at it when it closed, and then turned back to Tina to continue our talk. Tina however had other plans.
She looked me in the eye, and tossed the tests and answer keys across the room. As they fluttered through the air, she stood up and said, "Fuck me."
She then turned around, pulled her skirt up around her waist, revealing her smooth, tight ass to me. No panties. She bent over the desk she had been leaning on and looked back at me.
"C'mon! Get over here and slip that cock into my pussy! You won't believe how hot and wet I am right now."
I stood there with a stupid look on my face. This was the last thing I had expected today.
"C'monnnnnn," she moaned. "What are you waiting for? Get over here and fuck me. No one's going to know. Do you need more? Okay, here!"
Tina turned around and slipped out of her shirt and jacket to reveal a pink bra. Quickly she reached around and unhooked it and tossed it across the room. She stood there with her skirt bunched up around her waist, topless, urging me to take her. She reached up and cupped her breasts, offering them to me.
"You'd better come over here now. I'm not going to offer myself like this again." She told me.