Teacher’s Pet_(4)

Fbailey story number 372


Teacher’s Pet


I like teaching ninth grade English. It is a required class and it is needed for graduation from high school. The girls are either sixteen or soon to be sixteen, that it the legal age of consent in my state. They have just come to the realization that they are now the small fish in a big pond. Last year they were the big fish in a small pond…big difference.

Most of the girls have reached a point in their young lives where they are pleased with their bodies and trying to use them to attract the opposite sex.

My classroom is set up differently than most, I have the students desks arranged in a semicircle around the room with my desk close to the front of the room where it belongs. Their desks are open as is normal, while my desk has a front panel on it. That way the female teachers don’t have to worry about the boys seeing their panties. In my case it sometimes covers up my erections or allows me to straighten one up inside my pants. On rare occasions I might even stroke my cock while they take a test, especially if I am looking at a pretty pair of panties at the time. I try to arrange the students sexually. I have two classes of boys and three classes of girls with one class that is mixed. Over the years I have come to the conclusion that if the class is made up of just girls that they are more unladylike and open up their knees for me. When boys are around they try very hard to keep them from seeing anything. Apparently I am not considered a boy any longer.

The first day of school is when I terrorize them. They don’t know what to expect and I don’t want to come across as easy so I tell them about the book reports, the tests, and the homework assignments. I watch as the smiles disappear and they realize that they are in for one hell of a year. I also make note of the girls that wear skirts instead of pants.

About a week or so into the school year they are stunned by the amount of work that I expect from them. That is when they want to talk to me about it. I give them a ten-minute time slot to talk to me before or after school or even on my lunch break. It is their choice.

I am quite forward with the girls. I look them over and tell them that there is a way that they can improve their scores without doing any more studying. They like to hear that. Then I tell them that I am a man and that they can work their feminine whiles on me. Then they ask me what I mean so I give them an example from a book that doesn’t even exist.

In that fictitious book a female student that needed extra credit would open her legs during class and allow her teacher to see her panties. Some days she would not even wear panties. When test time rolled around she would allow her teacher to fondle her, offer him blowjobs, let him see her naked, or even offer him sex.

A day or two after our little talk when the girl has had time to think things over she will wait for me to make eye contact with her, then she will smiled at me, and open her knees up for me.