Bella and Her Naughty Teacher
Chapter 5
Once again during 7th period, Mr. T was on edge wondering what might happen during 8th period, Bella's class. He took frequent glances out his door window but she did not appear as she had on Friday. However, as soon as his 7th period class had filed out she immediately entered. Looking sexy and gorgeous as always.
She came straight to his desk and dropped to the floor.
"What the heck are you doing?"
"Ssshh. I have noticed your desk is very roomy and private underneath."
She was right. His desk was an old converted lab table. Rather than legs it had a solid front and sides that supported the large desk top. Those support panels went all the way to the floor.
"I am going to attend your class down here today. And I expect you to spend class sitting at this desk. And I will be very disappointed if you fail to sit at it for a good part of the period."
There was no time to argue as other students came through the door. He looked down and shook his head. Bella grinned her sexy, mischievous grin and held a finger on her lips. Then she purposefully stuck that finger into her mouth and made a show of sucking it. Mr. T's cock began to get hard.
The starting bell rang. Mr. T took attendance and got the class started. One student commented, "Bella was here earlier today. I wonder where she went. She grinned up at him again and winked.
Then he sat at his desk supposedly to grade papers. He was too curious as to what Bella planned and didn't want to wait any longer to find out.
He immediately felt his cock and balls grabbed through his pants. Actually gripped tight and just held there for a few minutes. Her grip tightened and loosened every so often. A bit of pain and a lot of pleasure in that grip.
Next he felt her hands running up and down his calves. First the left. Hand on both sides, massaging up and down. Then the right. Then gripping and rubbing his right thigh. The fingertips on the inside of his thigh teasingly touching his balls on each rub. Then the same on the left.
His hard-on was getting into an uncomfortable position in his boxers. He reached down to adjust it. He heard a slight giggle from below. He glanced up afraid a student would notice. They seemed okay, but one student was raising his hand in the back.
"Do you have a question, Michael?"
"Yes, Mr. T. Do we have to answer all the questions at the end of the reading?"
Bella picked this time to undo his belt and open his pants. He concentrated on acting and sounding normal.
"Yes. Treat this assignment as a normal assignment. Answer all the questions."
"Okay, Mr. T. Are you okay? Your face is kind of red."