Day 3
I know at least half of the men in the world fantasize about either fucking their teacher, or fucking their student. This applies weather or not they actually still go to a school. I guess this explains why I see nearly all my male teachers checking out my ass or boobs on a regular basis.
In particular Mr. Preston, my maths teacher. There's a rumor amongst the girls at school that he's fucking students, and I know for fact that it's true. I figured out who one of the girls was once, and out of curiosity I asked her all about it. Becky is a total slut, she's sleeping her way through the football team (and several other school's teams too), and she told me what happened.
She was completely flunking out of math's so they let her do a make-up-test. Well instead of studying for that she fucked the football captain in the back of his car. So there she is in the math's class with Mr. Preston after school (They don't let you do make-up-tests on school time, it's like the 'cost' of failing the first time) and she's doing the test and she can't answer nearly any of the questions and she knows she wont pass it.
So she comes onto the teacher, she said he put up some resistance but she thought it was all just a pretense- he wanted her badly. So they fucked right in the classroom. Becky ALSO said that he was the best fuck of her life, and he's not the only adult she's been with. She said- 'He's cock was transcendent' (I'm amazed she knew a big word like transcendent β that's why I remembered her exact words).
So today Mr Preston is my target. I got into my math's class with the top 2 buttons of my blouse undone and wearing a g-string. I get a few glances from the boy's in my class but I don't pay them any attention, I'm focused on the teacher.
He's a good looking guy, he has an athletic body- a swimmers body actually, and a sort of sculptured face. He has Wavy, sandy hair and these deep blue eyes. He's 34.
I made sure my gaze was on him the whole class, whenever he looked my way he would find me staring at him. Before to long he seemed to just sense me watching him. He avoided meeting my gaze for a while, then he started stealing glances when he thought I wouldn't notice. That's when I knew I had him.
I filed out with the other kids as soon as he bell rang, and I didn't even glance back in his direction. I then waited until everyone had left and I headed back for my pencil case, which I had intentionally left behind.
As I returned to the room he looked up to check who it was and when he saw it was me he looked a little longer. I decided to let him initiate so I just tried to sneak quietly in and pick up my pencil case from my desk. I did, however, make sure the when in reached over for the case he got a good look at my round creamy ass.
"Mrs. White. I'm glad you came back I had something I wanted to discuss with you."
I feigned complete ignorance.
He beckoned me over to his desk and I walked over, pulling my most 'innocent looking expression.
"I noticed your shirt is not done all the way up- you know I could give you detension for that?"
"Are you going to?" I asked, with a subtle tone of daring.
"Furthermore, I'm fairly sure I observed that you are wearing undergarments which are forbidden at this school."
I blushed, "You weren't meant to see that....." I lied.
"The headmaster is particularly strict on this subject, and would probably want to make an example of you, he would probably Expel you from the school."
I looked shocked and worried, a bit of masterful acting on my part- my drama teacher would have been proud.
That's when I felt his hand brush against the back of my thigh, it sent a tingle up my spine. I remembered I still had to play the game and I tensed, he responded by putting his hand a little more firmly on my skin and slowly sliding it up towards my ass.
"But I think you came into my class, alone, and showed me you're pretty backside for a reason. I think that instead of getting expelled you would simply prefer me to touch you little ass."
His hand had reached one of my exposed but cheeks and he began to gently rub it. Seeing no objection from me he moved his other hand under my skirt and cupped my other check, giving it a soft squeeze. I closed my eyes and smiled. My two previous lovers had been so ruff, so eager to finish. Mr Preston was savoring the moment, taking his time.
"I must say Kim, of all the girls to come to me- I never had pictured you would be one of them."
Now that the pretense of our meeting was over I simply relaxed, "I'm 18 now- I'm allowed to fuck."
"That may be, but WE are not allowed to," one hand had skillfully moved my panties aside to caress the folds of my labia and the other was snaking up my belly towards my breasts. , "So I need to be able to trust that you aren't going to tell anyone about our little encounter. Not your friends, not some Random website blog (oops, but I changed his name, so it's ok) and DEFINATLY not your parents."