If it was possible, the day had seemed endless and every tick of the clock on her classroom wall, just sounded like a crack of thunder to the stressed out, young teacher. Sitting at her desk, Jocelyn took a deep breath knowing that her meeting was only minutes away, a meeting she had no idea how it was going to go.
Having Nathan walk in to her office only moments after she had performed for Chris that morning, had only heightened and added to her already growing stress levels. Seeking Chris's assignment, he had caught Jocelyn looking out of sorts, while still doing up the final buttons on her blouse.
"Fuck...he knows...he knows...but..." Talking quietly to the empty classroom, Jocelyn again tried to convince herself that Nathan had no idea what had actually happened. "He would fire me instantly." With Nathan's hatred for her, Jocelyn figured she would already have been called into the office, if he had indeed suspected something.
Pushing Nathan from her mind, Jocelyn didn't have the same confidence, that Chris hadn't told a friend or worse, showed them the video of her sucking his dick. The thought churned her stomach, that a secret that would ultimately lead to her dismissal and arrest, was in the hands of a bratty teenager.
"What do I do?" Jocelyn again spoke quietly out loud, placing her face in her hands. Even pushing Nathan's possible knowing out of her mind, that still left her with a terrible predicament. Chris had made it clear that when the meeting was over, she was to take him back to her apartment.
"I can't...but fuck...he has the audio and that fucking video..." Cursing quietly, Jocelyn had felt helpless and unable to refuse giving Chris that blowjob. If he had her alone, in her apartment where they weren't likely to be disturbed, there was little doubt for Jocelyn that he would try and succeed in making her do what he wanted.
The sound of approaching footsteps and voices broke Jocelyn's concentration and she looked up from her desk, as first Mr Sampson walked into the classroom, followed closely by Ms. Sampson and then their son Chris.
"Sorry we're a few minutes late Jocelyn." Walking into the classroom last, Nathan closed the door.
"N..no problem." Jocelyn put on the best smile she could under the circumstances and stood to shake Mr Sampson's hand. He was short, with a very lanky build to him, his hand feeling bony and hard in Jocelyn's as she shook it.
Contrary to her husband, Mrs. Sampson was a big, commanding woman. Standing several inches taller than her husband, Ms Sampson was a very heavy set woman, who's clothing was tighter and more revealing than should be proper.
"Miss Redding." Feigning politeness, Chris gave what he thought was a sly wink to his teacher, before taking a chair that had been set up around Jocelyn's desk.
Nathan didn't miss the wink at all as he took his own seat and he smirked inwardly, knowing full well what happened between the pair earlier. Jocelyn had been so out of sorts when he had walked in on her, clearly catching her off guard, he glimpsed her bra right before she turned quickly, to finish doing up her blouse. "So, I know that Mr and Mrs. Sampson don't have a lot of time this evening, so shall we get down to it?"
As much as dealing with Chris's parents was the last thing Jocelyn wanted to do, this time, she was praying the meeting would last for hours, preventing her from having to deal with Chris afterwards.
"Look our con..."
"Shh, our concern here..." Mrs Sampson cut across her husband, giving him no chance to even speak as she let her eyes bore into her son's teachers. "Is that you find it necessary Miss Redding, to not only fail Chris on every assignment, but keep him in detention, causing him to loose his after school job!"
"I...I don't find it necessary to do those things, Miss Sampson, Chris..." Jocelyn froze for a minute, her eyes uncontrollably darting away from the angry mother and looking at her student. Could she still say the truth about him, would Chris reveal her transgressions if she didn't just admit this was all her fault.
"Chris what?" Looking between her son and Miss Redding, Beth found it odd that Chris's teacher was suddenly looking to him, almost like she was searching for an answer.
"Ch...Chris has been acting up in class, it's been un...unfortunate, but we managed to work things out." Trying the approach of using a part of the truth, certainly not the whole truth, Jocelyn hoped that would satisfy both her student and his mother.
Waving her arms up like she was exasperated, Miss Sampson gave her head a shake. "Well what good does that do, that he's lost his fucking job now?"
There was a small satisfaction for Nathan watching Jocelyn squirm in her seat, very much out of character for her usual demeanor. Though Nathan didn't know how or why, he knew exactly how the pair had worked things out. "Well it will provide some good going forward, but Miss Redding told me earlier that she feels bad that Chris lost his job, don't you Miss Redding?"
"Ye...yes, I never meant for him to lose his job..." The usual confidence she had was nowhere to be found, feeling uncertain of herself, she didn't refute Nathan, taking the blame on herself, not bothering to elaborate that the detention was after all, Chris's fault.
"See here." Opening his planner, Nathan removed Chris's assignment and handed it over to Mr Sampson. "Chris managed a very strong mark on this paper."
Seeing the large A at the top of it, Mr Sampson only had a moment before his wife tore the assignment out of his grasp. "So here he gets an A and all the other times, he turned in subpar work?" Beth again fixed her angry and demanding stare upon Jocelyn.
Knowing that the grade was purely fake, Jocelyn placed her hands in her lap, hoping that none of the three people sitting opposite her could see that she was shaking nervously. "It was the best paper, Chris has put forward Miss Sampson."
"Is that so Miss Redding?" Beth had met Jocelyn only one other time, but she could see the teacher was uncomfortable, which she chalked up to how assertive she was. "Chris, have you not been putting in a good effort until now?"
All three adults turned their attention to him, but Chris only looked to Miss Redding, seeing in her eyes that same, deer in head lights look she had earlier. "No, I have been. Jo...Miss Redding just gave me a harder time than everyone else."
"See!" Beth bellowed turning her attention immediately towards Nathan. "He puts in the effort, she's clearly picking on him, what are you going to do about it?"
Holding up his hand to placate the angry mother, Nathan knew in her eyes that Chris could do no wrong. He wondered briefly how that opinion would be affected if she knew her son had gotten a blow job from his teacher that very morning. "I will be taking a personal hand in the marking of Chris's work from here on out, just to make sure everything is above water."
The idea that she couldn't mark her own students work fairly, infuriated Jocelyn. But that bubbling anger disappeared at the sight of Miss Sampson still holding onto Chris's paper, the large A, almost staring back at her.
"This is a step in the right direction, but I think an apology is owed to my son." That demanding, forceful glare was pressed solely on Jocelyn.
