It had been ages since Ben had been given detention. Now, in his senior year of high school, it had happened on multiple occasions. Having already been accepted to University, he was becoming a tad bit irresponsible with his school behavior.
This time was a little different as he had been caught celebrating his 18th birthday a few hours early on the bus ride home from his soccer game yesterday. The girls team rode with as they played the same school, and Taylor was excited from their win. She had brought some tequila in a water bottle and the two of them (with the help of Amy and Makenzie) polished it off on the 45 minute ride back to their school. Needless to say, the only thing the principal caught him for was being in the school after hours. Thank goodness he didn't see the three ladies sneaking out a few minutes earlier. Unfortunately for Ben, however, in their tipsy state things had gotten somewhat heated. Taylor had been rubbing his cock through his thin soccer shorts from the moment the bottle had been drunk. Being teased like that for so long without release had left Ben in a state of frustration. He had been battling with random erections all day and sitting in detention was no different. Luckily he was alone as he waited for the teacher to come in and he quickly readjusted his Nike shorts to better accommodate his lengthening girth.
Slam
The door shut as Ms Greene walked in. She was not in a good mood at all. Already 4pm and she had another hour of babysitting to do with none other than Ben.
"Ben, Ben, Ben. What the heck has gotten into you this semester? I know this is my first time actually running detention, but I've dished out quite a few to you already."
It was true. Ben easily got distracted in Ms. Greene's ethics class. She may dress conservatively, but her clothing couldn't hide the curves she possessed. What always got Ben was her voluptuous bottom. Ms Greene was rather tall for a woman at 5'8" and it was all in her legs. She must work out because being in her early 30s, her bottom seemed to doing its best to dissuade gravity. Gravity, as it would seem, would not be denied though as her bosom was clearly being helped by her push up bras. Not that it was a negative; her breasts always complemented her figure beautifully. Ben had spent many hours pondering the firmness of that body.
"Sorry, Ms Greene. I've just been feeling antsy these past couple days. It was my 18th birthday yesterday and I wasn't really ready to go home. You know both teams won, right?"
"I'm well aware of the outcomes of yesterday's athletic programs, Mr. Daniels," she replied as she placed her bag down and sat in the chair behind the desk. She looked up at the clock. "Now, it's 4pm. We have until 5:30 before you may leave. I understand that I'm supposed to oversee your stay, but between the two of us, that is mostly for when multiple students have detention. You know, to keep everyone honest.
"What I propose is this. I'm going to give you tomorrow's homework assignment and you may work on that. It will allow you to work ahead and not have anything to do on a Friday tomorrow. Having said that, I would like to go use the school gym and work out during this time. I'll be back for the last half hour to help you with anything you didn't understand. Sound like a plan, Stan?" She had gotten up at this point and was resting her bottom on the clear part of her desk.
Wearing khaki pants and a buttoned dress shirt, Ben should have been in no state of arousal from her outfit. Nonetheless, it had been almost 24 hours from when Taylor had been softly sliding her fingers across his shaft and his mind could only concentrate on one objective. Leaving him alone with his indecisive member was probably for the best. Plus, he made a mental high five to himself as he learned that Ms Greene does, indeed, exercise.
"That's fine with me. I promise I won't leave the room," he chuckled a little at his horrible decision to wear basketball shorts to school today with his hormones on the fritz.
"Perfect," Ms Greene announced and turned around. She leaned over the table to gather some papers and Ben groaned with desire as her round booty wavered in front of the room.
"Are you okay?" she asked as she turned around and plopped the assignment on his desk.
"I'll be fine. I just have a bit of a stomach ache going on," Ben replied. It wasn't totally false. He did indeed ache, but not in his stomach. His balls yearned for release. He had been toying with the thought of masturbating in the room, but dismissed it when he realized it would make quite a mess. The past year had been very good to Ben and his athletic figure showed how fertile he was. He had been seconds away from dropping his shorts yesterday to allow Taylor to truly stroke him. If not for the sound of the door opening.
"Well, here is the work load. I hope you can handle it all." She moved to leave the room.
"I'll try and finish for sure, Ms Greene. Give you a big load to grade."
Ms Greene furrowed her eye brows as she left the room. What an odd thing to say. And she laughed out loud as that thought brought up another. Did he not think she didn't notice his constant adjustments under the desk? He was an adult now after all. Getting a boner in class was a little behind him at this point. As she got to the locker room and changed her mind drifted to slightly naughtier thoughts though and as she put on her pink Under Armor shirt she decided she would have some fun with him tonight. He was, after all, 18, and making people feel a bit uneasy is something she was accustomed to outside of work. As if she didn't notice the constant stares whenever she wore anything tight fitting. She set off for the gym.
The homework was relatively easy and aside from one question, Ben had finished rather early. He was already on his phone texting his friends. A snapchat notification came on and opening the app revealed that Taylor had sent a few. This did little to ease his excitement as he tapped to open the pictures.
"Dear lord," he exhaled as a picture of Taylor came up. None other than a mirror selfie in her soccer shorts and socks. Her butt was quite firm albeit a little small. She had captioned it, "Have fun in detention. Maybe later I can finish what I started." This really put him in an sore state as he once again readjusted. Her next picture was a close up of her just biting her lip. He tapped to get rid of it. No more teasing was needed. The last picture was just one of her cat laying on her bed.
"tsk tsk," Ms Greene said as she walked back in. Ben wasn't exactly nervous about being caught with his phone, just about almost being caught looking at those pictures.
"Sorry, Ms Greene. It's just that I finished the assignment. Well, except for this problem." He responded so quickly he didn't even look up until the end of his sentence. Good thing too, as what was standing behind him was breathtaking. Ms Greene in a skin tight shirt clearly showing those large bulbous breasts and wearing spandex shorts?!?! This was almost too much for Ben at this time.
Ms Greene couldn't help smiling as Ben turned his neck to look at her. He immediately looked back down at his paper and she could see him once again fiddle with his shorts. She walked up to him and leaned over his shoulder to look at the question.
"Sorry I'm a little sweaty. Let's just see what we're dealing with." She in fact was slightly shimmering but with the help of her deodorant and some body spray, didn't smell unpleasant in the slightest. Ben caught a whiff of watermelon. His eyes couldn't unglue themselves from the cleavage that was now directly to his left. His phone beeped again.
"Hmm, so it's asking if taking care of personal work while on company time is okay. That's the question in a nutshell. What I would suggest is breaking it down more." She stood back up and walked to the front of the room. There was no hiding it anymore, her ass was exposed and Ben's cock was fully aware. He started talking just to take his mind away from the thought of Ms Greene.
"Okay, so I would say it shouldn't be acceptable for workers that are paid hourly. They are on company time and should be focusing on work."
"But..." she said, dragging out the word as she bent down to get her water bottle. Ben's breathing was getting quite rapid.
"But if you're salaried, the company is most likely abusing you as an employee so taking care of some personal things should be considered normal while at work. You aren't required to take breaks, so it should be assumed you'll take small breaks throughout the day." He was rather proud of that answer and his erection was starting to fade away. His phone beeped again.
"I would say that is an excellent response," Ms Greene continued as she walked back to lean against her desk. Her legs now revealed to him he could see lean, tan, and smooth thighs. She had been rubbing her upper left quad since she had walked in. Maybe she strained it? "Now, take me for example. I just went and worked out. Is that ethical?"
Ben was in a sticky situation, in more ways than one. If she kept up with that rubbing right in front of him, he was going to need to leave the room. He had never reached climax with no physical stimulation, but Ms Greene's close proximity and revealing attire was testing new waters.
"ugh.... I would say...probably not?" He replied as his phone beeped yet again.
"Hmm," She stood up and walked over to pick up the phone. "What about texting while in detention?" She clicked open the phone. "Oh, I'm sorry. Snapchatting I believe you kids call it? Well," she placed the phone back down on the desk so they both could see it. "I suppose you're no longer a kid now are you, Ben. Let's see what Miss Taylor has to say."
