A Reasonable Deal (Pt. 5)

A Reasonable Deal (Pt. 5)

Chapter 1

There was a light knock on the door, and Danielle opened her door to the night air, and a pretty girl. Jamie was standing in the door, her backpack—with laptop, notebooks, and a couple history books packed into it—was swung over her shoulder. Danielle looked at her teenage student for a moment with a smile.

Very nice legs…she thought to herself as she looked down at Jamie’s tanned calves and lower thighs. Cute black short skirt, white blouse…wish another button was undone….but the cleavage is looking good so far. Hmm. Looks like she’s not the only one doing some studying tonight…I may take a crash course in anatomy….. “Hey Jamie, good to see you. Come on in.”

Jamie was a little thrown off by the slight pause before the friendly greeting, and the awkward scan Danielle had made of her outfit.Yeah, she either isn’t too happy with my skirt or is way too happy with it Danielle thought to herself, remembering the rumors she’d heard in school about this teacher. The teacher was clearly in her slouching gear: a light blue sweatpants/sweatshirt combo that was a little more form fitting than normal, but nothing sexy. Still, her large D cup breasts and perfectly round ass were clearly present and accounted for.

“Welcome to my humble abode. There are some chips and drinks on the table. Feel free to help yourself. Bathroom is around the corner, first door on the right.”

“Thanks, …you have a nice apartment” Jamie replied, looking at the abstract paintings that adorned her wall. Maybe three of them. It should have been too much for a smaller living room, but it worked, and Danielle’s love of art was clear. There were art and art history books all over her shelf. Her teacher gave a slight, “thanks but its nothing to be too proud of nod” nod and decided to get things rolling.

“Well, let’s jump into this. We know why you’re here. I really should, and could, give you a failing grade on this class Jamie. You have not done the work as you should have. You have done poorly on the tests. We need to be clear about that. What I am doing is purely voluntary, and though I’m happy to, and am looking forward to our times together, I insist that you do exactly as I say.”

Jamie gave a few small nods of her head that indicated some degree of shame and perfect understanding of the situation. They began going through various topics that they had dealt with the previous week, and though Jamie was occasionally embarrassed by ignorance regarding earlier readings that she hadn’t done, things that had been talked about in class seemed to have stuck in her mind, and Danielle quickly got the impression that, although Jamie didn’t like reading history, she seemed to pay attention to her when she taught in class, which was something, at least.

They ended up discussing what Rome took from Greece, culturally, and some of the contributions Rome had left the world, and went over this or that battle, which Jamie wasn’t all that interested in, and frankly, neither was Danielle, but the student gradually became comfortable with the teacher, and they were having a pretty good time. When they began discussing certain aspects of ancient Roman culture, they began to have some conversations that were very interesting to both of them.


“So girls got married, like, before they were 15?” Jamie asked….she was feeling a little warm, so she quietly undid another button on her blouse while Danielle was looking down at a book.

“Yes, often they married somebody much older than themselves, since it took awhile for men to come to the point where they could support a family, and there was such a high infant-mortality rate that women needed to have a lot of kids to make sure the parents would be provided for in their old age. It was pretty common all over the ancient world.” Danielle explained, instantly noticing the opened shirt, and the fairly deep cleavage Jamie had revealed. Hmmmm…..about time….

“Okay, like, I could see marrying an older guy, in theory” Jamie started to say, thoughts of John skipping through her mind, though marriage was not on her list of priorities, she understood that in somebody else’s shoes it might make sense…. “but I don’t get the whole, creepy, marrying-14-year-olds thing for the guys”

“Yes, I get what you’re saying, some elements of life back then were weird. But that’s the way it was, especially in the lower-rungs of society. Wealthier people were a lot more like us in that way…..but they were different in other ways too….. our society sees their lives as a lot more ‘decadent’ for example. They were always having orgies, and eating all the time, and having orgies while eating, and doing all sorts of weird stuff.” Danielle commentated, thinking about all sorts of debauchery she had read about powerful men and lecherous women taking part in, and their various sexual escapades. It always stirred her. I’m going to show you what decadent is in a second, Jamie.

“Yeah, like what you were saying about Tiberius and what’s-his-name…..Calignus or something or other.” Jamie crossed her legs, and her skirt rode up her thigh.

“Caligula, yes.” Danielle said with a smile. He was her favorite emperor. And that thigh looked tempting.

Jamie kept going: “I think it would be weird to be a servant or something….what if they just decided to have you or whatever? Like, just grabbed you and started, you know, doing whatever they wanted?” Danielle shifted in her seat a little, and Jamie continued “….that would be awkward….like, one moment you’re just working, next moment you’re like, having some creeper all up on you……” Jamie said. Inside she was thinking, John can get all up on me anytime I’m working. Hmmm…I wonder if Caligula’s female servants ever enjoyed his attentions…………..if he was hot enough I probably would………. Jamie leaned forward a little to look at picture of a bust of Caligula, and her breasts, contained in a frilly white bra, were immediately being lusted after by Danielle, hungrily.

“Well, I guess it might seem weird….but you know, they were the most powerful men in the world, and some women didn’t seem to mind.” Danielle sat a little closer to Jamie, “Roman Senators’ wives were constantly carrying on affairs in that society. Particularly with decadent emperors….”

“Wow, well, I guess I can get that,” and as she spoke, Jamie stretched, her back arching beautifully, her breasts proudly standing out. She spoke in the middle of the stretch, “Who knows? If he made a move on me I might…..oh, hey….” Danielle had placed her hands on Jamie’s shoulders and was gently massaging them. It took Jamie by surprise……but it felt good. Jamie thought to herself, Alright, went from scary/cool teacher to awesome teacher, in one second. Good job Danielle.

“What,” Danielle said, enjoying the feeling of her student’s soft skin, even through her thin blouse, “you would carry on an affair with Caligula? Pretty brave, kid.” She was pushing her thumbs into Jamie’s back, while gently gripping her shoulders. While she spoke, she moved her hands forward a little, up and over the shoulders, then she started running her fingers down and back up Jamie’s soft skin—right below the girl’s neck. Her hands went over her collarbone a little, than back up, then back down,.slowly, firmly pushing in………….she was doing a good job.

Jamie rolled her head around, enjoying the treatment, and repositioned herself so she was sitting with her back a little more towards her teacher. Danielle moved over and brought a leg up on the couch and around Jamie, so that Jamie’s back ended up resting against her. Danielle’s breasts pressed up against her young student. Her hands moved up and around Jamie’s neck, her thumbs pressed in firmly where Jaime’s neck met her head…..and Jamie loved it.

“Mmmmmm……well…..I wasn’t thinking an affair really, I was just thinking if I was a servant girl or something….” Ummm… Jamie thought, this conversation is actually getting a little weird……I think I’ll keep my thoughts to myself on this ma……

“Oh I see. The most powerful man in the world finding you desirable” Danielle’s hands moved down her student’s neck, one resting on her left shoulder, her right hand falling quite low on the chest, the thumb lazily drawing circles between, and right above, Jamie’s breasts. “…..yeah, it might be a bit of a turn on. I bet he’d be all over you, actually.” Danielle leaned a little closer and said these words quietly.

Jamie laughed a little, and put her head back, as Danielle’s left hand continued massaging near her neck. “Well, I’d like to think he would, but he probably could have whoever he wanted…” I’m diggin the massage, but her hand is pretty close to my boobs there…but whatever. She’s been chill…I don’t know what I found scary about her at all.

Danielle’s right hand moved, slowly, a little lower, and her little finger dropped down and gently felt the top of Jamie’s left breast, pressing ever so slightly into the soft skin. Her eyes closed as she felt the highschooler…. it was perfect. She breathed out softly, and with a low voice, “I think if he had his choice, he would take you……I know I would….” and her hand lowered itself to Jamie’s boob and squeezed it lightly.

Jamie whipped around to face her teacher. Danielle’s eyes opened quickly. Jamie saw them instantly change from warm and kind to stern and business-like; her hand was still on the girl’s breast, but the squeeze had changed,in some weird way, like her eyes had, from a passing touch to a firm grasp. “Wha….wha……………What are you doing……?” Jamie breathlessly asked, her eyes shifting from her teacher’s determined face down to her determined hand, which had taken possession of Jamie’s boob. She started to breathe quickly, nervously, her breasts rising and falling.

The firm grasp softened slightly, and started kneading its object of interest, and when Jamie’s hands raised up to grasp her teacher’s arm, trying to push it away half-heartedly, the grasp became insistent, and wouldn’t be moved. I don’t want to offend her, but what’s she want?