Warning: This story is along the same lines and tradition of stories by authors like Temptanddestroy, Wannabeboytoy and DarkBetrayal. It involves adultery and humiliation. Don't leave comments about how horrible the story and I am for writing when you know damn well what is involved. You have been warned. Remember, it is only a fantasy. I do not wish this upon anyone or condone it. And all participants are over 18 years of age. Enjoy!
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Trent, did you hear about Harry?" Trent's girlfriend, Amy asked him.
"No, what?" he wondered.
"Mrs. Halstan fucked him!" she said.
"No way?" he replied, shocked. "That's like her sixth student this semester..."
"Yeah, but this one really bothers me... I mean she already fucked the principal so that the rumors wouldn't get her fired and he forbids anyone from talking about it." Amy said.
"Wait, she fucked Mr. Anders too?" now Trent was really shocked. "But... but he's... isn't he...?"
"He's married! And Harry had a girlfriend!" Amy said with anger. She was referring to her best friend, Mary.
"How's she doing? What did Harry say to her?" Trent asked his girlfriend.
"She's devastated! Harry said... he said..." she started.
"What? What did he say?"
"He said he never even wanted to look at her again... He said that Mrs. Halstan was all he wanted now and that he belonged to her!" Amy told her boyfriend of three years.
"Oh my God! What an asshole!" Trent was really pissed. How could Harry do that to Mary? Next to Amy she was the sweetest and cutest girl in the world. "I can't believe Mrs. Halstan would do that either. She's married. She has kids!"
"She's just evil! That's all! An evil manipulative seductress who thinks she can get whatever she wants through sex!" Amy ranted.
"It seems that all she wants is sex." Trent retorted.
"I'm glad that we have her class together later..." Amy said.
"Why? What's important about that?" Trent inquired. Amy almost glared at him. "Oh give me a break! I'm not Harry and I'm not Mr. Anders..."
"I know I just want to be there in case she tries anything. I want to see the look on her face when you shut her down!" Amy sounded confident.
"Well we gotta go to class... I'll see you in an hour." Trent said and they kissed on the lips, tenderly.
Trent was walking down the empty hall, a little tardy since he had the chat with Amy, when he was intercepted.
It was Brenda, and she had the reputation for being the school slut. She was attractive, Trent would give her that. Brenda had a great body and she had made it clear to him that she wants him on multiple occasions.
"Hi Trent." She said in her best girly and seductive voice.
"What do you want, Brenda?" he asked, but regretted asking that question immediately.
"You..." she said with a wicked smile. "I want to fuck you."
"You know that's not going to happen." He said plainly.
"I know its only a matter of time before you realize that my body is far better than Amy's and then you'll leave that bitch for me..." she said with arrogance.
"Only in your dreams... Bitch!" Trent said and walked past her. He was getting tired of putting up with her heavy come-ons.
It was later that day and Amy and Trent were sitting across from each other in Mrs. Halstan's class.
Mrs. Halstan was sitting at her desk eyeing Trent. She was dressed very provocatively and obscenely sexy. Her top and short skirt left little to the imagination.
Amy could see the sexy mature woman staring at her boyfriend. She couldn't have made it more obvious. Mrs. Halstan wanted to fuck Trent. But she knew that her boyfriend would resist any advances.
Trent couldn't help but notice his teacher and the way she looked. Her tight clothes showed off her double G rack and it made him hard. Mrs. Halstan's breasts were perfect from what he could tell.
The bell rang and everyone got up to go to lunch.
"Trent, I need you to stay after class to discuss your last report." Mrs. Halstan said, licking her lips like a pornstar.
"Umm.." Trent was able to break her hypnotic gaze to look at his girlfriend. "Give me a second..."
The class emptied and Trent and Amy stood outside the classroom door. Mrs. Halstan watched them.
"No, Trent! She's going to try and fuck you!" Amy whispered hoarsely.
"Do you trust me?" he asked his girlfriend.
"Well... Yes, but I don't trust her. She's being really aggressive and I don't like the idea of some slut undressing in front of my boyfriend!" Amy said.
"I don't have a choice here, Amy. What's best is if I turn her down, then she'll stop..." he whispered back. Amy sighed.
"Okay..."