A Reasonable Deal (Pt. 4)

A Reasonable Deal (Pt. 4)

Chapter 1

Jamie was on her way to school. She pulled up to the high school parking lot and found a space. Her homework was going to be late again. Leaving John’s place a couple days before, she had been planning on getting to it, but she got on facebook, had a few texts, and next thing you know, her readings on ancient Rome hadn’t been read. This had happened three times now, and there was no way to escape the fate of a meeting with her history teacher, a young, cool, but demanding and stern teacher named Danielle.
This isn’t going to be pleasant she said to herself, and began walking to class.

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Bianca was sitting at her desk. Her mind drifted towards the previous evening’s events.
She had gone home from work to her injured husband Jim. His leg and arm were broken. It was difficult for him to move. Other complications had developed, and kept developing. He was moody, on pain killers, and though he had always been tough to get along with, he was practically unbearable.
He had told her he wanted some sexual attention, pretty bluntly, and, being a good wife, Bianca attempted to oblige. Again. Again, it failed. She stroked it, even tried to suck it….nothing. Her thoughts had embarrassed her. It looks so small. Even puny. Her disheveled, unshaven husband looked down towards her. He had a forest of pubic hair around his soft, lifeless member. Didn’t smell too great either.
“Damn meds” Jim muttered. “Don’t worry honey, I’ll be taking care of you soon enough.”
She thought back to earlier sexual acts with her husband, It was fun early on I guess….I just, I wonder what John feels like inside……..no…….don’t think about that. Life will be back to normal soon enough. Do I have any hickeys on my boobs? I don’t think so….. “Hey, would you, um, like to play with my boobs maybe?”
“Nah B, its not the same. If I can’t cum what’s the point?”
John loves my boobs. He could play with them all day I’m sure. I orgasm just from him playing with them. He’s a pig to force me like he does, but god, at least I get some attention somewhere.
And so the night had passed. In bed, at last, she was ready for some rest. Hopefully her husband wouldn’t…. “hey,” Jim piped up, “fuck, can you get me some water hon. Its such a pain to get up.”
Up she got, some water she brought back, Jim guzzled it down and lay in bed.
Now he’s going to have to get up in the middle of the night to pee, always an ordeal, and…ugh….. “Life will be back to normal soon enough”….what if normal sucks?
It had been an interesting evening. Bianca was sitting at her desk. She didn’t like being forced to perform for John, but she wasn’t looking forward to her life with Jim either.

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John was waiting for his appointment, today, with Mark and his wife S….S…..Sarah? He never could remember her name. He had an idea of what he was hoping would happen, but he was going to have to improvise depending on how the situation unfolded. What he was thinking of was kind of hardcore…but…it probably wasn’t going to happen, it was just a fantasy anyways. What was it about himself that made him fantasize about such things?…..well, thinking about it made him want to jerk off. Good thing he had Bianca so he didn’t have to do that anymore.
Bianca would have to wait though, they should be here any minute.


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Jamie sat through class. Rome this, Rome that. This emperor did this, this emperor did that. She heard about the debauchery of Tiberius and Caligula, which caught her attention. Her teacher Danielle noticed the class perk up when she mentioned Tiberius’ madness.
“Yes, some of these emperors got really perverted at points. Tiberius was said to rape boys, girls, men, women, make them his play thing for awhile and then have them cast off the cliffs of his ocean side villa…. Altogether, not a good date (laughter). It seems like many of the emperors descended into sexual perversity, as their power grew. There is a lot of emotional power plays in sexuality, and….well…that’s for a different class…anyways….” and she continued.
That’s interesting. Maybe I’ll read about those guys later…hmm…..I hope John doesn’t throw me off a cliff….(she smiled)….raping me wouldn’t be terrible though…I wonder if Tiberius and Caligula were hot?…..
“Alright, that’s class for today. Turn in your homework and I’ll give you back your midterms….some of you did great, some of you, well, I may have to toss you over a cliff…..(brief nervous laughter amongst the students)….well, maybe not that, but I’ll have to talk with some of you later.” Danielle said, her eyes very serious with the last point. She also looked straight at Jamie.
“Ohhh, something tells me your screwed Jamie…..” a friend told her as they all stood up.
“Um, I am so screwed.”

Chapter 2

Jamie waited till the others left to minimize her humiliation, and she walked up to Danielle.
Danielle was an attractive african-american woman in her late 20s. She had large D cup breasts that every guy in the school masturbated about. She had a large, round ass women of her ethnic heritage were famous for, and big soft lips. Her eyes were sharp, intelligent, and dark brown. But there was a certain coldness and harshness about her that scared everyone, even other members of the faculty.
“What happened with that midterm Jamie? It was pretty bad.”
“Well, I’ve been working a lot, and just a lot of stuff going on at home, and…”
“Yes, I see, okay. Well, you have to do very well on the final, and on all the remaining homeworks, to even think of passing this class, and this class is required for graduation. This is very serious. Let me see your homework.”
Jamie was feeling sick in her stomach. “Um, yeah, about that….well….”
“You didn’t do your homework? Jamie…uh….just give me what you have.” Danielle had her eyebrows raised in disbelief. The homework was not that difficult. It basically just showed you had read the book.
“Um….well…..again, about that, …………………..well…”
“What do you have? ……….Anything?” Danielle was annoyed, and speaking sharply and in an abrupt manner. Jamie felt like crying. She shook her head slightly.
“Nothing at all.” Danielle said matter-of-factly. “Alright. I don’t see how you can pass this class.
“No! Please Ms. Johnson! My mom….my dad is hurt so bad, and mom is paying for this school and working so hard, putting in over-time all the time, and….oh, like, I canNOT fail this Ms. Johnson. Pleassssse…” Jamie begged.
“I can’t say you did work you didn’t Jamie. Its not fair to everyone else. I feel bad for your mom, and I know about the situation, but don’t push this off on me. The responsibility is on you.” Danielle looked straight at her.
“Please, give me some time to do the homework.