Teachers pet

Teacher’s Pet

It’s been a long day with all those demon children. I sit and think to myself what the hell did I get into… I am so not cut out to be listening to these damn kids when I could be home helping my one-day husband study for his mid term that he has in just a few hours.

We have just a few more minutes until the bell should ring and all of Satan’s accomplices go home or to the gym to wait for their busses. I pick up my phone just as the bell signals the end of the day. I shouldn’t have to call him because I only live a few streets away from the school but I keep trying because for some reason he isn’t answering. I wait like a few milliseconds and try again… still nothing. Puzzled, I begin to gather my things from my desk and place them in my Evangelion bag.

Quickly I glance around the classroom to see what all needs to be gathered up and cleaned, or just to see if my guess about what student would leave what is actually there. Because the teacher has been out from surgery complications I am only a substitute for another day or so. There is so much that I could do to pick up but because my boy toy isn’t answering the phone I must hurry. I do a quick grab and toss and put my hand on the star covered door to leave.

Just then, who but fingerless wonder shall walk through the door? “I have been so worried about you, why didn’t you answer the phone when I called home or your cell for that matter?” I am just a tad hysterical and somewhat moody considering I spent most of the day trying to remove glue and pencil shillings from my hair.

“I am very sorry baby. It’s not that I didn’t want to answer the phone but I thought I could come and surprise you. I think I need a bit of tutoring before this huge exam.” He smiles that smug half smile while I graze his body in my mind.

Wondering what exactly he has in mind I go over to the door and close it gently so I don’t disturb any nearby stragglers that want to sit here in my class and aimlessly talk to me. I have better things on my mind right now. I turn around only to see that he is gently clearing part of the desk off and when he notices that I see him he sits in the teachers rolling chair.

“What are you doing? I thought you needed help with your mid term paper for a class you have in less than two hours.” Walking closer, I noticed that he never needed help; at least not with studying. “You know, I don’t think that this is such a great idea. What if someone walks in?”

“Well I mean if you don’t really think you can handle just some short answer questions and answers then I guess that I can go home and wait for you there…” smirking he knows I wont resist what is so highly loved.

His eyes, chest, his dominance… I just have the perfect package. Well that too because our ‘areas’ belong to one another. Slowly, I walk over to him as he comes to a stand. He takes his fingers and just barely runs them from my chin to the crevice of my shoulder blades. I can begin to feel the goose bumps rise as I try to retaliate by starting to unbutton his plaid shirt. With his hands following the female lay lines around the arms, chest and stomach he raises my shirt so far that it is almost off.

Closer we become as I have just worked his undershirt off. We both lean in for a kiss and bump heads, so as we get a nice giggle then we are completely sync with each other’s movements. He knows what I want and I know what he wants. Off with the bra, my pants and his pants. He starts putting his cold, long fingers to the tip of my underwear line but then he starts shrinking. He always talked of taking my panties off with his teeth but didn’t think he would do it. Completely naked, I stood there awaiting his next move.

At that moment he pushed me to sit on the desk. He took my leg and held it up while my hands in his hair and on his shoulder he humbles himself for me. Ever so gently slinking his fingers inside while tasting me. I began to climax and it became too much to handle so I say “Okay, okay it is your turn now sir.”

I push him against the wall and work my way down to his raging, plump penis in my fingers and using the corkscrew method inserted the tip in my mouth. So quickly his hands play with my hair and back until he wanted to cum. The pressure from inside waited in his loins as he held my hair away from any extra fluid.

Coming back from the grand voyage we walk closely to the chair. I push him into it with my short aggressiveness. “It is time that you learn that lesson you bad boy. Maybe this time you will pay attention.” I climb on top to straddle him. I let him guide me although I am fully capable. I think that he does it so that he can rightfully feel the fluids without just randomly doing it. After a few thrusts, they began getting faster until our juices begin to mix together. I was ready for this.

We come close and kiss and hold each other until I hear the words “Cum again?” He helped me off because I was too limber to try myself and took me to the fuzzy wall that the students put their lunches by. Lifting my leg he came inside once more. I could feel my body trembling in his and I am sure that his was doing the same. This time we kissed the entire time and when we weren’t kissing it was like staring into blue abyss from our eyes. I soon began to moan not knowing that my orgasm could be this good because it hadn’t been in previous relationships. Thrusting more and more slower and slower until I again felt his wonderful juice inside me. We stood there in each others arms kissing, hugging, together for another two or three minutes.

“I didn’t realize how well you do hitting my G spot. You make me want more. I love you papi” Timid and weak I kiss him.

“Maybe later I can tutor you and you will pay attention because God knows I learned my lesson, I love you too baby.”