I was out of town for the week that followed. It was hard being away from Paula for the week. What was hard? The situation and my cock. I spoke with her every night. We had phone sex, but of course it was no substitute to the real thing.
The weekend was approaching and with it the chance for me to finally sleep with Paula. Please understand that in this case when I say sleep with Paula, I meant sleep. I could hardly wait to see her and fuck her again, but I also was looking forward to sleeping with her and waking up with her. I guess it was love.
The kids were really enjoying the new freedom at Paula's house. Steve had brought Kiri to meet his mother and they were getting along great. Tom was bringing home a new girl to fuck every night. Being an exhibitionist, Paula said Tom always made it a point to keep his bedroom door open so anyone could see and hear. Typical of kids these days, none of his girlfriends minded or showed any shyness.
Runt and Suzy were still planning to visit Bob at his college over the weekend. Suzy had called Bob and asked about coming and he was happy to have her visit. Suzy and Runt had something in mind though because Suzy hadn't told Bob that she wasn't coming by herself. Paula didn't press them for their plans.
Suzy was spending quite a bit of time over at Paula's while I was gone. She and Mark were growing closer every day. She had been crushed when her old boyfriend had dumped her the weekend before, but now that she was dating Mark, she said she was in heaven.
Suzy's old boyfriend was a guy named Brian that I had never liked. After breaking up with her on Saturday evening, when he saw her in school on Monday he told Suzy he had decided he would allow her to date him again. Suzy thought about getting back together with him and his 4" cock and his sexual hang ups and just laughed in his face. He became very angry and when someone scrawled the word "DIRTY SLUT" on her locker with permanent marker, she guessed it was Brian. The principal told Suzy that she would have to just live with it for the rest of the school year when the repainting of all lockers was scheduled. When Tom heard about this he just smiled.
The college Bob attended was a four hour drive so right after school on Friday, Runt was to pick up Suzy straight from school so they could hit the road. When school was let out, Suzy was one of the first ones out of the door. She saw Runt and waved, then saw that Tom was in the car parked next to Runt's.
Tom stepped out of the car holding a bucket and cleaning supplies and asked Suzy to point Brian out to him. She did and Tom walked over to talk to him. At 6-4 and 220 pounds Tom can be a formidable sight. Anyone who knows him knows that he is not a fighter, but Brian didn't know it and he looked as pale as a ghost when Tom explained how fond he was of Suzy and what he would do to anyone who gave her any grief. After Tom's explanation, Brian was more than happy to agree to wash the words off of Suzy's locker and Tom was more than happy to watch him so he could be sure Brian did a good job.
Under Tom's watchful eye, as Brian was scrubbing the locker a crowd was growing to watch him. One of Suzy's favorite teachers saw the crowd and Brian. Seeing Tom she guessed what was going on. She was a new teacher and was considered by all of the kids to be one of the nicest. Tom explained to her how Brian had agreed to clean Suzy's locker. When the message was written, everyone in the school assumed it was Brian, but no one could prove it. The teacher smiled and asked Tom and Brian to swing past her office after the locker had been cleaned.
After an hour and a half of scrubbing, Brian had scrubbed clear through the paint and was down to the metal, so finally the message was gone. Tom and Brian walked to the teacher's office.
When they walked into her office the teacher was grading papers. She came around the desk, ignoring Brian and shook hands with Tom. "I'm Miss Kendal but please call me Eva," she said.
Every school seems to have at least one teacher who becomes the student's fantasy. At Suzy's school, Miss Kendal was that teacher. She was blonde, around 5-11 and 1125 lbs. She was wearing a blouse and sweater that tried, but didn't really succeed in covering up a large set of tits. She wore a skirt that went below her knees. She was one of those women that looked very beautiful in her glasses.
Miss Kendal turned to Brian. "Thank you so much for taking the initiative to clean Suzy's locker."
Like most of the guys in the school, Brian had the hots for Miss Kendal. He smiled. "No problem, Eva," he said.
"You can call me Miss Kendal, Brian," Eva said, bursting Brian's bravado. "But I do thank you. I just wish the guy cleaning it would have been the gutless pathetic loser who wrote it on her locker in the first place," Eva said knowing full well that Brian was the gutless pathetic loser. Tom sat back enjoying how the teacher gave a clear message to Brian what she thought of him and his actions, while all the time thanking him for cleaning the locker.
"You may leave now Brian," Eva said. As Brian reached the door, Miss Kendal said, "Oh wait Brian here is your book report." She handed the paper Tom so he could hand it to Brian. On the top was a big "F minus" in red ink. "Next time try reading the book Brian and shut the door behind you," Miss Kendal said.
