I'm walking down the alley of my high school on my way to check out my latest result of my history exam and as an 18 year old schoolgirl I can proudly say that high school is almost over which means I can finally go to college and really be free.
At the notice board with the results of my exam for the class history I take a look and start blinking my eyes, not sure if I'm reading this correctly or not, but I look again in the hopes I didn't see it right... but it's not meant to be... I now see that I just barely failed my history class after looking on the grade sheet again. My parents are going to kill me. They pay a lot so I can attend this school and if they find out about this I don't think they will permit me to go out again during the weekend...
I see Susan, one of my best friends.
"Hey Suse, want to grab a bite in the cafeteria?" I ask her.
"Sorry Sophie, I need to drop some books at the library, anyways I passed my exam! I'm sure you did too right?" Susan asks me. Not a subject I like to discuss, even with my best friend, but unavoidable now.
"No." I say, with a pout.
Susan comes close to me and gives me a hug. I hug back, I'm really happy to have a friend around.
"Don't give up Sophie, I'm sure there's something that can be done." Susan tells me.
"Let's do something crazy tonight, I really have to." I tell Susan.
"Of course." Susan whispers in my ear.
The next morning I wake up, with a huge headache, I drank way too much last night. While Susan and I were out last night she told me to speak to the history teacher where I failed my exam. You might think that a history teacher is a really boring or nerdy person but my teacher is definitely not like that. He goes by the name of John Woods and he is 36 years old. He is quite young but the best part of him is that he's also quite handsome. He usually wears a tight sweater in which you can see that he works out. You can imagine that he is popular under the schoolgirls.
During the clubbing last night with Susan I said to Susan that I'll have to fuck the teacher if I have to. Of course that was meant as a joke, but I wish I could think of anything else more realistic that might persuade him. Sex is definitely not an option, unless real life was like a porn movie.
Nonetheless I want to make an impression on my teacher, so I decide to wear something innocent but sexy at the same time. I have to try anything that could help right? I decide on a short pink flared pleated mini skirt, and a cute tight white lacey blouse with half sleeves to my elbow and a black lacey bra and panties. For shoes I decide on 3 inch white heels. I'm putting on some makeup but not too heavy to give me that sexy sweet look while still having this innocence about me. My eyes need to stand out so I go with thin black eyeliner, very little of pink eye shadow and soft pink lipstick. I'm done pretty fast which gives me enough time to check myself in the mirror. Looking at myself I see a smile sneak up on my face because I can see that it is perfect , I look innocent but at the same time it just screams SEXY in a classy way.
A little nervous I walk into the classroom. Right there I see teacher Woods sitting on the front desk. He turns to me which makes me realize that I am staring at him. Even though he is looking at me I can't stop staring for a second and catch myself smiling back at him. I see his eyes looking into mine and for a bit I think I could see lust in his eyes. I turn away after feeling embarrassed at myself but also worked up somehow. But why am I still smiling? I wonder if mister Woods thinks of me in a sexual way. For the entire duration of history class I was just gazing at teacher Woods, thinking about his lustful stare when he looked at me and about the conversation I want to have with him in order to fix my grade. I don't think I've learned a single thing today in class beside the fact that I think the teacher is really attractive. Now that class is over I have to find the courage and talk to him.
"Teacher Woods?" I manage to call out.
John Woods turns to me, "Yes Sophie?"
"Mister Woods, I would like to speak to you about my last exam for this class." I say while putting on the most cute and innocent face. He is looking at me, clearly considering something.
"Ok Sophie, I think we should discuss this in my office."
"That's fine by me mister Woods." I respond. John Woods walks out the classroom and I follow him eagerly.
I enter his office. It is small with one wall full of books and the other wall full with papers and a full long window in the back.
"Please sit down Sophie." The teacher grabs a chair and gestures me to sit. He turns around and closed the door behind us.
"Ok Sophie, tell me what you want to speak to me about?" The teacher asks me as he walks back to his desk.
"It's about my exam," I start. "I failed it, and I was hoping that something could be done about it."
The teacher makes a sigh. "Sophie, I don't think there's anything I can do, I will let you look into it and maybe you'll learn from your mistakes for next time."
I don't want to give up. "Please, I'll do anything." I say.
Teacher Woods stands up from his chair and moves over to the front of his desk, closer to me. He gives me a smile. "Sophie, what do you mean by anything?"