I sat and waited in the hall. Furious about being called out of work. Goddamn kids, more trouble than they’re worth. The door opened and there you were. Tall, tanned, dark hair neatly combed. A hint of stubble just starting to show. Black trousers and a dark blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up. I swallowed hard, eyes unconsciously straying to check the bulge in your trousers.

“Ms Randall, you’re here about Adam? Please come in.”

I stand, smoothing my hands over my skirt, wishing I’d worn something longer and walk into the classroom. You shut the door behind me as I sit in the chair by your desk. I notice you checking out my legs as you come back and sit beside me. You tell me how bad my sons doing in your class, how there’s almost no hope at all of him passing and completing the year. The chair is uncomfortable and I can’t help but shift in the seat, just trying to get comfy. The movements cause my skirt to ride up my thighs slightly.

Blushing, I know you’ve noticed, the stumble in your words as you reiterate that there’s nothing Adam can do to help himself. I’ve noticed the bulge in your trousers growing as my skirt rides higher. I look you in the eye and undo the top button of my blouse, exposing a lot more cleavage.

“Okay Mr Burke, but is there anything I can do to help him?”

I squirm a bit more and part my legs a little, making the skirt ride up so high you must be able to see my panties. I watch you try to swallow, your eyes drawn to my lap. You shake your head, but before you can speak I reach and squeeze your cock through your trousers.

“Anything?”

I feel how hard you are and with a grin, I slip off the chair and kneel in between your legs. You don’t protest as I unzip your pants and free your throbbing cock. Wrapping one hand round your shaft, I work the head with my lips and tongue. I look up at you, your eyes glazed over as I stroke your cock with one hand. My tongue busy teasing, lips sucking. I pull my skirt all the way over my hips with my free hand, letting you see my pert little ass, I see the lust rise in your eyes.

You stand suddenly, pulling your cock from my mouth. I think you’ve had second thoughts and start to panic, but you’re just stripping out of your pants. You come back to me, your thick cock pointing at me. I take it back into my mouth happily. You want to take control and I let you. Your hands on my head as you thrust against me. My hand gripping and rubbing your shaft while you gasp and moan, fucking my mouth like your life depends on it.

You stop and help me up, your hands suddenly tender as you undress me slowly, my panties are last, you place them on your desk like a trophy. Shrugging out of your shirt, you sit back in your chair and pull me on top of you. Straddling your lap I can’t help but moan as your lips and teeth find my nipples. My arms wrap round your neck, you feel how wet I am before grabbing my ass and pulling me tight against you. Grinding my hips I rub my sodden pussy against your hard cock.

You lift me off your lap and bend me over your desk. My sons name and his failing grade prominent on the paper work I push to side where it falls to the floor. I feel you guiding your cock to my wet pussy. My eyes close in anticipation. Waiting for that delicious moment. I grip the edge of your desk as you slide inside me. Deeper and deeper, moaning loudly as you bury yourself inside me.

You hold me down, gripping my hips and start to thrust into me. Hard and fast, fast and hard. I’m getting wetter by the second as you pound your thick cock into my tight pussy. My moans getting louder as pleasure course through me. Warmth building at my core, threatening to set me on fire.

Suddenly you stuff my panties into my mouth, trying to stifle my loud cries. I try to be quieter as you fuck me, your hips slapping against my ass, your balls hitting my clit with every thrust. My legs start shaking as every muscle starts to quiver. My pussy tightening around your pulsing cock. Your hands leave my hips and wrap themselves around my neck, squeezing gently, choking me slightly. That sends me racing off the edge. My orgasm explodes through my body, ripping my muscles to shreds, leaving them weak and watery. You thrust one last time, my pussy quivering around your throbbing cock as you cum, pulse after pulse after pulse, you fill me up till I’m overflowing. Your cum dripping from my swollen pussy.

We get our breath back and clean each other up slowly. You help me back into my blouse and skirt. I pull you down into a lingering kiss one hand slipping my used panties into your pocket. I whisper in your ear.

“You know, he has a test next week. I hope he doesn’t study.”

I give you a wink and walk away, hips swaying just for you. I let myself out the classroom and find myself regretting for a second that high school wasn’t this much fun the first time.