I walk into the classroom with my battered soft brown leather briefcase, closing the door behind me. It is my first day at a new school having taken over from the previous History teacher, who left for some reason I can't seem to find out. This is my first lesson, a group of 18 year old students who have all chosen to take History. I like teaching 18 year olds because having chosen your subject it means they want to learn and that makes teaching so much easier.
The classroom door has a glass top half, the desks are all individual old dark brown, my own desk is large, old and tall. There is an old blackboard that winds round. Opposite the door windows run the length of the 1st floor classroom. It is an old building and I quite like the traditional way it looks.
There is a girl leaning back against my desk at the front of a noisy class, wearing a short thigh length grey skirt showing a shapely pair of legs and a white shirt with 4 buttons undone. Rather attractive with long black hair and someone every guy is after I bet.
"Right quieten down class and sit down please."
You turn round to face me leaning over the desk as I sit down, put my case on the floor and glancing up.
I can't help but notice your tits thrusting out of your top, Very nice I think to myself has she undone another button?
"I run this class, I'm not gonna have the trouble with you that I had with the last teacher am I? I had to get rid of him" you inform me in a quiet, but very commanding manner, your teenage arrogance shining through.
"I've seen you looking at my tits already you dirty old pervert. I shall start spreading it around that you keep staring at my tits and touching me, then I'll go to the Headmaster and tell him. Your career will be ruined just like the last poor sod that didn't do as he was told, so remember, I run this class, see me afterwards."
You do a button up and walk back to your seat. I sit there for a moment with my mouth open, dumbstruck. I'm at a loss quite how to deal with that so I start the class.
"Right quieten down please, my name is Mr Brown and I will be running this class from now on." I see you sitting there smiling to yourself.
The class passes without a hitch, you seem to ask a few questions that involve me looking over your shoulder at your text book as I walked round looking at everyone's work, but no more than others I suppose and it is a good view so I'm not complaining.
I dismiss the class at the sound of the buzzer and sit down packing away my books. I hear the door shut and then your voice. "Now Sir, let me tell you the rules."
"Rules?"
"Yes rules. I run this class and you will do as I say."
At this point you are standing in front of me, You lean over and undo another button. "You like my tits you pervert, don't you?"
My eyes widen and I just nod as you bend your legs and sink down to your haunches.
"Good, that makes this easier" and you start to rub my thigh.
I can feel my groin stirring as you continue caressing. "Easier?"
"Yes. I get straight A's and don't do any work, OK?"
"I can't give you A's without any work."
"You don't have a choice, I get what I want, I'm in charge here" you say running the palm of your hand up my hardening shaft.