It was the last semester of Ana's junior year at college and she was already sick of school. She was ready to be done with it. It was Monday afternoon and Ana had a serious hangover from the weekend. She skipped her morning class, but knew she needed to make her next class with Mr. Howard. He had been pushing her really hard for her to improve her grades and threaten to fail her if she didn't.
Ana tried to use her good looks to let her slide. It worked with most of the other teachers, but not Mr. Howard. Ana was only 5'3" and 110lbs, but had a huge chest for her small size. She loved to tease and wear low-cut shirts. Some people thought of Ana as a slut, but she really wasn't. At 20 years old, she has had sex with 3 guys including her current boyfriend. It was mostly a power trip getting to tease men. She could almost always get what she wanted with some teasing.
Mr. Howard may not be giving her breaks, but Ana could tell he liked what he saw in Ana. Mr. Howard was about 35 had brown hair and eyes with a thin build. He really didn't seem to be anything special to Ana, but she would notice when his eyes would drift down her blouse.
Ana finally got dressed for class and was wearing blue jeans with a button up white blouse and bra. She left the top three buttons open for the view and headed out.
By the time Ana stopped for coffee and then class she was 30 minutes late. She walked in quietly with her coffee and took a seat.
Class was uneventful and Ana was more concerned with what was on Twitter than what Mr. Howard was saying. She noticed everyone starting to leave so Ana packed up her things to go.
"Ana. Please come to my office on your way out." Mr. Howard said loudly.
Ana took a deep breath not looking forward to another lecture. His office was only the next room over so it only took a moment to walk over. The door was solid wood with no windows into the hallway. She knocked on the closed door.
"Please come in." A voice said.
Ana walked in and her teacher was going through some folders at the filing cabinet.
"Have a seat." Mr. Howard said.
He walked over just in front of where Ana was sitting and laid the folder on his desk for Ana to see.
"Look at the work you have been turning in." he started in.
Ana pretended to listen, but was watching her teacher. He was pointing at some of the papers in the folder talking about how she wasn't living up to her potential. Ana decided to open another button on her blouse to see if she could get out of here.
"What do you think you are doing?" Mr. Howard said catching her trying to open her blouse even more. "You think that is going to get you anywhere in life?"
Ana suddenly felt like an idiot.
"You're right Mr. Howard. I'm sorry." Ana said closing the button back up.
Mr. Howard was visibly angry and was staring at Ana for several minutes before he said anything.