Peering through the glass panel of the door I could see Mrs Moore already sat at the big oak desk, busily engrossed in a book.
She hated detention as much as her pupils did, but this time she not only hated it but was filled with trepidation after what had happened in her English class. She couldn't believe the audacity of that little shit, who had touched her up.
Never in her 30 years of marriage had another man ever laid a hand on her except her husband. She had taken her marriage vows and not once had ever deviated from them. And yes quite a few men had flirted with her or paid her some nice compliments, but she had remained very loyal to Barry.
Turning the brass door handle and pushing the door wide open with such bravado I quickly announced my entrance. Mrs Moore's head snapped up from the book and glared straight back at me.
"Please take a seat Mervin" she chided.
Instead of sitting right at the back of the classroom as I had done earlier, I dropped my satchel on the nearest desk, which just so happened to be right in front of Mrs Moore's old oak desk.
Detention didn't start for another five minutes and we were the only two people in the classroom. What had worked out well for me was that there was no more naughty pupils for this detention, I couldn't have planned it better.
"You know what book you need to read so please get on with it, the sooner this detention finishes the better" said Mrs Moore with a touch of venom in her voice.
I had one whole hour of detention and I was going to make full use of that hour. Opening my satchel I retrieved said book and flipped to the marked page, but had no intention of reading this dull book.
Naughty thoughts were already running amok, scenario's playing themselves out. Being a hormonal young lad this quickly made me hard.
Knowing full well that I wouldn't be interrupted for at least forty minutes I could relax and enjoy what was to follow. All the pupils had left, along with the majority of the teachers, and all was left was the few cleaners.
From where I was sat I couldn't see much of her lovely body as the big oak desk was obstructing my view. Somehow I had to get her from behind that desk and as close to me as possible. The images of her shapely legs wrapped up in tights swam back into my memory from earlier, causing a big smile to sweep across my face.
"Mrs Moore I am struggling with this passage of text" I piped up.
The silence was broken which caused her to jump. Lifting her head and realising an audible sigh, she slowly rose from her chair and made her way around the desk and stood at my side.
"What don't you understand" again with a hint of venom in her voice.
"All of it" I responded while looking up directly at her.
From this angle I could see a gap in her blouse from which I could make out the black lacey bra she wore. Lowering my gaze I took in the vista in front of me, from her mature hips down to the style of her shoes she wore.
"Come closer Mrs Moore"
"We will not be having a repeat of what happened earlier Melvin" she spat out.
"Is that so, didn't you enjoy it" I fired back.
"No I didn't" again spoke with venom from Mrs Moore.
Well here goes I thought, and with that I placed my right hand on the back of her left leg.
Did she jump in surprise.
No.
