Anna's Adventures

Chapter 4 "Bad Grades"

I went to pick Paul up the next morning. He greeted me with a kiss and we drove to school in relative silence.

First period was normal but between first and second John a football player who I've known for years said, "So... Paul huh?"

I didn't know what to say.

I said, "What?"

He said, "He's my neighbor!"

I thought... Fuck what did he see?

I said, "So..."

He continued, "Your car has been at his place every day since Friday."

I had to be red in the face.

I said, "Just studying you know."

He smiled, "That's a lot of studying."

I said, "Studying that's all."

Then I walked away.

Fuck, fuck. Word is going to spread. Should I just come out and announce that we're going out. I really don't want this to get out of hand. Plus with John being a neighbor. He might know even more! I was Fucked. I had to confront him soon.

I grabbed my anatomy notes and headed to class. I sat down and opened my notebook for one last chance to study before the test. But I couldn't even look at it. I kept thinking about what John knew and what he guessed. As the test was passed out. I began to think about the rumors that could be started. Fuck. Rumors or the truth. What could be worse? The truth of my sluttiness and liking it could be worse than rumors. Maybe I should start a mild rumor and Fuck. What am I saying?

After more thought, I looked around the room wondering about who could already know something. When I looked at the desk beside me I saw he was on page 4. Fuck. Fuck. I hadn't even answered one question. I quick tried to concentrate and buckle down and take the test. But with half of the class over already and me on page 1. I was fucked. Plus when I read the question I had trouble remembering what we studied. I kept thinking about being on the table and fucked like a true slut.

I was on page 3 of 8 with 5 minutes left of class. So I quickly answered C for the remaining questions and turned it in.

I wanted to cry. I was a wreck. I put my head down and walked to my locker. Not knowing if I could take anymore of this.

I avoided everyone through 3rd period. On my way to 4th I walked by the lunchroom and saw Paul. I went in and took him aside.

I said, "John is your neighbor?"

He turned pale white, "Oh, yeah."

I said, "fuck. He must know something. Can you talk to him? Or do I need to? We need to know exactly what he knows and then keep it all under wraps. It's ok if it's just a relationship thing. But if he knows more we need to put a stop to it."

Paul said, "I don't really talk to him. So you'll have to. Unless... we could wait until after school and both talk to him."

I said, "Yeah. I'll tell him we need to talk after school. In my car!"

Paul said, "Sounds good!"

I ran to 4th so I wasn't late. As I walked in it seemed like the 3 guys in the back were staring at me. Was it my imagination or did word already spread? Fuck.

Lunch was next.

As I walked toward the lunchroom Ally came up to me and said, "You and me. My car. Now!"

We grabbed lunch passes as seniors can eat off campus. I followed her to my car.

Once inside she said, "You and Paul! I thought you hated him."

I didn't know what to say. I figured half truths would be a good place to start.

I said, "Yeah. I guess I didn't really know him until recently. And yeah. We're now kinda dating."

She said, "why? How did it all start? Last time you got detention because of him."

I put my head down and said, "Well his brother and my brother are friends and well... I had sex with Eric. And Paul knew about it and threatened to expose me to everyone... I didn't want to be known as..."

She said, "So he blackmailed you into spending the last 2

Weekends with him?"

Fuck she knew about the previous week too.

I said, "kinda. But as we spent time together well things kinda... progressed."

She looked at me and said, "So you fucked Paul too?"

I just nodded.

She said, "Damn girl. A family affair! How many is that for you? Five?"

I couldn't say 9. So I just nodded.

She said, "Do you like him? He's well... a loser."

I said, "No he's not. He's nice and caring and well... I got to know him."

She thought and then said, "You fucked him in his bed. Didn't you?"

I didn't think much about that and said, "Yeah."

She said, "Then you spent the night."

I said, "Yeah."

She said, "fuck girl. Now you're a thing. Don't you know that sex in his bed then spending the night, and I would guess naked in his bed, led you to want to become a couple?"

I looked confused as I didn't know about that.

She said, "Rumors has it that you and his friends were there too."

Fuck. Do I lie? Fuck.

I just said, "Yeah. They were there for a little while."

She said, "Girl. You've got to tell me everything. Otherwise I can't stop these rumors from becoming what everyone believes to be true."

Finally I had no choice. I could keep lying to my good friend. She had shared each and every time she had sex with me.

I then told her the truth. The whole truth. The whole gang bang. And even my enjoyment.

When I stopped talking. She looked at me and shook her head.

She said, "girl. What do I say when I hear these rumors then. I mean John I guess heard from outside you yelling and screaming."

I said, "Fuck!!! What?"

She said, "Yeah. He told another guy who told me that he heard you having an orgasm and he knew there was more than just Paul there."

I put my head down. I was done. Maybe the pictures floating around school would have been much better. Now my dignity is totally fucked.

She said, "How about I just deny it and say you were just studying. Even deny about the orgasms he heard."

I said, "Orgasms?"

She said, "Yeah. At least 3 times."

I said, "fuck. Yeah. I don't really care I guess. I'm royally fucked."

She said, "Just deny it. Ok. Got it. Now put your head up and let's go back to class."

I just shrugged and tried my best to put on a smile and keep my head up.

We walked back into school and I headed to my next class. I could hear people whispering as I walked by. I kept thinking. 3 months no 4 fucking months. And I'll be out of here.

The only thing I was happy about was Ally. She was a good friend. She had my back.

I got through the day. I walked to my car and Paul was waiting.

He said, "Where's John?"

I said, "Fuck! I forgot to talk to him. My day has been a train wreck."

He said, "Do you want to talk about it?"

I snapped back and said, "No!"

Paul knew something was wrong and after my rude "No!" he didn't say a word the whole ride home. I didn't care I had too much on my mind. I dropped him off and gave him a quick kiss and left.

At home I felt exhausted, and I was, I laid in bed and fell asleep.

The first thing the next day, in anatomy class, the test was placed on my desk. 42% F!! The teacher wrote "see me after class" on the top.

The room cleared out after class and I walked up to Mr. Hanson. He was one of those teachers who always liked the girls more than the boys. Especially when we wore something showing some skin. He was known for staring at a girls tits if she was showing anything at all.

He looked at me up and down. I was wearing my normal tight shirt and tight jeans.

He said, "Anna, anything going on?"

I said, "Yeah. Just these last few weeks have been tough I guess."

He said, "I can tell. You haven't been concentrating like you used to be. You're an A student with the occasional B but this last test will bring you way down. It's 30% of your grade."

I said, "Yeah. I'm really sorry. Can I retake it? Please?"

He said, "It's a college level course Anna and you even get college credit for it. I can't just let anyone retake the test. It's against our accreditation program. But the real problem is it's going on your college transcript as well as your high school transcript. And even with straight A's the best you could do would be a D. Maybe a C. But any other screw ups and it could be really bad."

I said, "Fuck."

I had tears welling up in my eyes.

Mr. Hanson put his hand on my shoulder.

He said, "Sorry Anna. But..."

I jumped in, "But what? What can I do? I'm fucked. Royally screwed. Totally and completely fucked!"

A tear rolled down my cheek.

He stepped back and looked at me.

He said, "Anna.... I could..."

I looked at him leering at my body and said, "What? You said could. What could you do? I'm desperate here."

He said, "See me after class tomorrow. Maybe there's a way."

I said, "Yes. Thank you Mr. Hanson. I'll do anything."

I jumped and gave him a hug. I couldn't control myself. Then I backed away and said, "Sorry. I probably shouldn't have done that."

He smiled and said, "It's ok just don't let others see that. I could get into trouble."

I backed away and thanked him again and left the room. I was hoping there was some extra credit course work I could do to get my grade back up. I really couldn't have a D on my high school and college transcripts.

Throughout my day I continually had to deny my sluttiness. It seems everyone I knew had heard something. But the rumors were not even close to as embarrassing as the truth was if that got out. It did seem to be known that I was not a virgin for sure and I got loud during sex. But I guess if that's all what was known then I'd consider that a win.

Another issue is now I had to begin to build up the nerds. There seemed to building animosity between the two groups. The cool kids lost someone of importance to the nerd group. And now I was even being bashed by my friends. Fuck high school was so much easier when I just hung out with my click of friends. But now between every class is something.

For school the next day I decided to wear my lowest cut top and thin tight pants for Mr. Hanson. I wanted every bit of my womanly power over a man working when I met with him. As I approached his classroom I pulled my top down as far as it would go. Even the top of my bra shown. I smiled at him as I entered the room and kept my books to my side. Then when I turned to go to my desk I made sure my ass swayed as I walked.

Then I turned to face him and I caught him staring at my ass. He looked away quickly but soon looked back at me and smiled. Nice. Something is working.

I actually paid attention during his lecture today and continued to look at him. He would look at me and I would just smile. Then he would turn and look somewhere else. After class I waited patiently for the students to leave then I readjusted my top pulling it low and walked up to him. As I walked he looked at me. Not my face but lower. I really wanted to use his dirty ideas for my benefit.

As I approached I said, "Mr. Hanson." I tried to say it kinda sexy. "Did you figure out something? Extra credit perhaps?"

He cleared his throat and said, "Um yes, I did!"

He handed me a note and said quietly, "meet me there at 4 today after school and we'll work out a better grade."

I looked at the note. It had an address for a Motel 6 and room 6. Fuck. My heart sank. He wanted me at a hotel room?? This was the extra credit? Dirty fuck. Why didn't I see this coming? Here I thought I would give him something to lay his eyes upon for extra credit but he wanted my whole body instead. My mind was again all over the place as I processed this info. But my heart started beating harder and I felt wetness pour out of me. Fuck pussy. Stop it. I wanted to be pissed but I was also excited. Fuck.

I looked at him confused, "I thought um... you know. Extra credit. Like a project or something. To show you that I understand the material."

He reached out his hand to touch my shoulder but I pulled away.

He said quietly, "This is extra credit. And yes you could call it a project. You and I will be partners on this project!"

I said, "Fuck that's not what I had in mind. You dirty f..."

I stopped before I swore again.

He said, "We'll get that grade up together! Plus with the way you were looking at me today and the clothing you wore I think you were hoping for more than pencil and paper work."

Fuck. My sluttiness fucking got me into trouble again. Fuck.

I looked at him and said, "I can't. I mean. It's wrong. Mr. Hanson. Really?!?"

He smiled and said, "Yes. Now let me know by noon. Students will be here any second."

Fuck. I turned and faced the door and pulled my top back up as now I was not only known around school as someone who wasn't a virgin but now I was dressed more like a slut. It dawned on me that I was now playing the part, and more and more rumors would come out. Fuck I'm such a dumbass.

I stormed out of the room and hurried to my locker.

Ally saw me and said, "Anna looking good today!"

I just turned to her and gave her a half smile then walked away. I wanted to run out of the school and never come back.

Instead I took a breath and went to my next class. I was thinking about what I could do.... My mind said just say no. It's wrong. He's your 40 year old teacher and you're an 18 year old student... and then turn him in and get his ass fired.... But fuck. My grade. If I do that and we get another teacher 1/3 of the class is done and I've still got a 42%. That isn't going to change.... Fuck. As my mind actually considered going my body started reacting. I could feel wetness and before I knew it I was breathing heavy with excitement... my body said it is naughty. And your slutty behavior led up to this. And... it's not like you've never been with a 40 year old man. Just last week... just show up. My body was winning again.

I decided to agree to his terms. As I made my decision I felt a wave of arousal. It's so naughty and wrong and my body is so fucking excited. Fuck. I am a slut.... Does it make me a whore to be trading sex for a good grade? Again I felt aroused as my mind brought the word "whore" up. Fuck. Fuck.

The bell rang and I almost forgot where I was. I hadn't listened to another lecture. Fuck. I might just fail another class.

I left the room and headed back to Mr. Hanson. I looked at him and just nodded. He smiled and nodded back and I left. Fuck. I just sold my body for a good grade. And my body reacted with arousal again. Fuck what's wrong with me.

The rest of the day was a blur until I ran into Paul after my lunch.

He said, "Hey hot stuff!"

I wanted to be nice but I had so much on my mind.

I just said, "Hi."

He continued, "How's your day?"

Fucked up!!!!

But I said instead, "Fine. Yours?"

My mind then shot a thought into existence. I'm going to be cheating on Paul. Yes it's for sure cheating. You're a couple and well...Fuck!

He said something and I wasn't listening. I excused myself and went to my next class.

As I sat down in my chair at the next class I felt really wet down there. I put my hand and could tell my jeans were getting damp too. Fuck!!! Now the word "cheating" had me dripping fucking wet. Really?!? What else could go wrong today?

I sat in a basic puddle of my own juices and after 10 minutes of class I grabbed a bathroom pass and ran out. Inside the bathoom I took some toilet paper and dried everything possible. Fuck I had leaked a lot! My thong panties were soaked and my jeans had now a noticeable wet spot. I wadded up some toilet paper and put it over my pussy and pulled up my thong and jeans. Then I went over to the dryer and tried my best to get it to blow on my jeans. I had to use a dance position with one leg up in the air and standing on one foot I was able to direct the air flow over my crotch. With the dryer on and me looking as stupid as ever I thought. What if someone comes in? But before I even thought that far I glanced toward the entrance and saw two legs. I quick stood up and looked at a sophomore girl. She had seen me in my stupid position drying my crotch.

I just gave her a mean look and she went into the stall. I was pissed off and the look was probably really mean. I didn't really know her so I hoped a new rumor wouldn't start. ... Anna wets herself in class!!!...

I couldn't dwell on that. I just knew that I wanted to get out of there. So I took some paper towels and patted my wet jeans. It didn't really do anything and just decided that hopefully no one would notice. It wasn't that big of a wet spot but I guess if you looked hard.... Fuck it. I ran out of there and back to class.

The day ended and I met Paul at my car. We got in and I quickly started driving.

He said, "Are you ok?"

I said, "Fine... why?"

He said, "You just look different. Your clothes and you don't seem yourself."

I said, "Yeah. Probably the wrong shirt today. I guess I wasn't thinking."

He said, "I love your shirt! You look extremely sexy in it."

I said, "Thanks. But probably shouldn't have worn that in school. I've got enough going on about... stuff you know."

He said, "I suppose. But for me everything is awesome. You wearing that shirt just... well I had all my buddies giving me high fives today. My life has gotten so much better this week because of you!"

I was pissed. His life was awesome and mine sucked. Fuck him.

I shrugged and said, "Good for you."

Now just get out of my car so I can go cheat on you... I thought.

He said, "Sorry that you are having to deal with it in a different way. I guess you kinda know what's it's like to be bullied now."

I thought. Bullied? I'm not being bullied. Am I? Shit. He was bullied for years. That sucks.

I said, "I'm sorry. Yeah. So.... You were bullied?"

He said, "Yeah. For years now. But it's all changed this week. For me and for my friends."

I said, "I'm happy for you!"

He said, "It's all because of you!"

He leaned in for a kiss. I quickly returned it so he could get out of my car and I could go fuck Mr. Hanson.

After our kiss I said, "I gotta get going. I'll see you in the morning."

He got out and I drove away. I couldn't dwell on his comments as I had something else on my mind.

I couldn't process my thoughts clearly as I drove to the Motel 6 across town. My mind was all over the place.... Mr. Hanson. Paul. Bullied. Cheating. Naughtiness. Sex. Wetness. Fuck.

I pulled into the parking lot and parked. I was about to get out but I looked back at the note once more. I turned it over and saw it said back door. Fuck. Good thing I checked it. I would have walked right into the lobby and said... Um I'm here to fuck my teacher for an A on my test. Could you tell me where room 6 is?...

I quickly drove around back and parked. I got out and walked up to the door and saw it was propped open. I walked in and kicked out the door stop so it would close and walked to room 6. I pushed on the door and it swung open. My heart jumped as it opened and I began to feel scared, nervous, excited and aroused. All at the same time. I looked in and didn't see him so I closed the door and made sure it was locked. Then I walked in past the entry area and Mr. Hanson was sitting on the edge of the bed.

I swallowed and said, "um. I'm here."

He said, "Damn Anna. You're a stunner!"

I looked down and said quietly, "Thanks."

He said, "Now come over here."

I walked over to him and had no idea what to do. I was so out of my element. He was a teacher who had control over me.

As I walked over I felt my wetness begin to come back. He had me stand in front of him and do a spin. Then he stood up and touched my shoulders. Then lower down the sides of my body. Until he was at the bottom of my shirt. Then he pulled it up and over my head. I was scared and other than lifting my arms I didn't really move. He smiled.

He said, "It's ok to loosen up."

I kinda let a little smile come across my face. Then he reached around my back and with one smooth motion my bra became unclasped. And my bra jumped forward then he slid it off my shoulder and it dropped on the floor. My 18 year old perky B cups were now pointing straight at Mr Hanson. He rubbed the sides of them with his hands and I could feel waves of arousal begin to wash over me. When he leaned in and licked a nipple a gush of fluid was released and I could feel very wet down there.