Chris Everwood leaned back in his chair and stared out the window of Fullerton College. Chris loved his job mainly because this was a school for girl's only and had strict rules to keep the students in line. This saved him from a lot of stress and provided an excellent view a majority of the time.
It was the first class of the semester, a new group of incoming girls for Chris to teach and gaze at of course. He watched as the girls began to enter his classroom and immediately noticed one girl in particular. Her name was Sara; she was 18 and had long dark hair and a very nice body. She was 5'1'' with a perfect 36 C chest and curves in all the right places. She was wearing the regulation school uniform, a knee length grey skirt that all the girls loved to move higher, a white top that buttoned down the front and white knee highs.
It was going to be a hard class to get through with Sara sitting right in the front row. As Chris lectured the class he tried not staring too much at Sara but with the extra buttons she had left open it was a tough feat. Little did he know that Sara would be harder to handle then he could ever imagine.
After class was over Chris made it a point to speak with Sara about her attire. "Sara could you stay for a minute, I'd like to speak with you."
"Sure, what's up?" Sara questioned.
Chris walked over and closed the door after the other students left the room. "Sara you know we have strict rules here." Chris said.
"Umm I know what am I doing wrong?" She asked.
After a short pause Chris said, "You... need to finish buttoning your shirt."
"Why, what's wrong with it," Sara shot back.
"Sara, you just need to follow the rules," Chris said as he sat down in his chair behind his desk. "Please take a seat Sara," he continued.
She walked over and promptly sat on his desk. Chris looked at her wide eyed as she spoke, "There is nothing wrong with my shirt, that's a dumb rule and I hate these buttons they are impossible to work."
"Maybe you can help me with the buttons," Sara remarked as she innocently parted her thighs and gave Chris a view of her not so innocent black lacy thong.
Dumbfounded Chris snapped back to attention and stated, "You just need to follow the rules or punishment may be required. "What are you going to do spank me?" she snapped.
Before he could speak she hopped off the desk and flipped the back of her skirt up at Chris. "Come on, spank my ass," She said while shaking her ass in his face.
Chris could not help but stare at her perfect ass wondering what he should do. Sooner than he could speak Sara grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her ass. His hand lingered a little too long while he tried to think of something to say.
Finally he moved his hand away and spoke, "That's not necessary pull that skirt down now!" Chris tried to look away as Sara turned around to face him, letting her skirt fall back into place.
"Well I guess my shirt is fine then," she said with a snicker. "No its not..." Chris repeated himself.
Undoing another button Sara said, "This is too many buttons, look you can see my bra now." She moved closer to give him a better view and all he could do was stare. Smiling she said, "I think you like my shirt better like this don't you?"
Chris felt himself becoming aroused and tried to hide the fact behind his desk. His effort did not go unnoticed and Sara moved closer letting another button come open. Chris could clearly see her bra now with only 2 buttons left done on her shirt. Sara leaned forward on his desk to make sure he got a good look. There eyes met and again she took his hand, this time placing it on her bra covered breasts.
She felt Chris start to squeeze her breast and released her grip on his hand. Chris slid his chair back and opened the last two buttons on her shirt, never taking his eyes off of her. Sara slipped her shirt off and straddled his lap, causing her skirt to ride up. She started to grind down against him and felt what he had been hiding.
She grabbed him by his tie and pulled him in for a long deep kiss which he eagerly returned. He could feel his heart begin to beat faster, his hands moving down her sides to her hips then back up her body feeling her soft skin. Sara continued to rub up against him while she slipped his tie off and started to unbutton his white dress shirt.
"Now who has too many buttons undone," she said with a smile.
Chris only responded by grabbing her by her hips and pulling her body down tight against his. With a quick tug the remaining buttons on his shirt flew off, allowing her to take it off him. She lightly raked her nails down his chest and stomach while they kissed passionately. Chris started to suck on the tip of her tongue only driving her wilder.