Tinder for Teacher 3

After school I wait outside on the bench for everyone to leave so I can go home with Mr. Jacobsen. My pussy is still begging for attention. And all I can think about is getting pounded by him.

While I waited, my best friend plopped down next to me.

“You’ve been AWOL since like the first day of school. Where HAVE you been?” She demands.

“Well hello to you too Mandy! I’m great! How are you?”

“Stop with the sarcasm. I heard from Dylan that you and him… at lunch… is this true?” She asks while wiggling her eyebrows.

“Did he tell anyone else?”

“No. So it is true!”

“Maybe… but he isn’t the only one.”

“You slut! Fess up!”

“I can’t. That is information I can’t share. Even with you.”

“So this is who you keep disappearing with after school. I came by your house twice and you’re always out.”

“Yeah. But also I’ve been getting math tutoring most days.”

“Haha are you fucking your tutor?”

“Maybe…”

“Ooh that’s hot. Is he in our class?”

“ I can’t say.”

“You know you can trust me with your life right? I won’t go and gossip if it really is a secret no one else can know. But I’m your best friend… even if I don’t feel like it sometimes.”

“Stop. You’re still my best friend. It’s just something that seriously can’t get out.” I say and sigh. “I’ll tell you when we’re alone.”

We sit on the bench just waiting for everyone to leave. Three minutes later and there were just a few stragglers here for various after school activities.

“Okay. Spill.” Mandy demands.

“You swear on your life you won’t tell a single soul? And I mean it. If someone else finds out, I’ll slit your throat for telling. Not really, but that’s the length I would have to go.”

“Wow… this is serious. Ugh fine. I won’t tell a single soul. This secret isn’t fun.”

“You know the new math teacher?”

“Mr. Jacobsen? Oh the things I would do to that man…”

“Well…”

“Oh fuck! Oh FUCK! You’re serious aren’t you?”

“I am. And I really hope you’re serious. Because we could both go to jail.”

“I hate that you doubt my loyalty. But you know what you could do to make sure I don’t tell? Let me watch. Then you know I won’t spill, since I’d go down with you guys if I told.”

“Get real. He’d end things if he knew you knew.”

“Well why don’t we ask him? Mr Jacobsen!” She stands up and jogs over to him in the parking lot.

Oh shit! I grab both of our backpacks and hurry over to join them.

“I was wondering if I could get some extra credit also? Oh sorry, tutoring sessions. My bad.” I heard Mandy ask as I approached.

Mr. Jacobsen shoots daggers my way.

“I’m sorry Miss Conway… I’m not available for tutoring sessions any longer.”

“Oh that’s okay. I can go ask the Principal if he can find me another teacher for tutoring.”

“Wait…” he quickly says and starts slyly glancing around. “Meet me in front of 3rd street books. I’ll pick you two up. Get in the back seat and we’ll head to my place.”

She nods with a shit eating grin and we walk back to the sidewalk.

“Well you got your wish… just sucks I never got to fuck him before you did.”

“You guys haven’t fucked?” Mandy asks surprised.

“No. We’ve just done everything else.”

“EVERYTHING else?”

“Okay not everything. Just most things.”

“Like…? We’ve got a few minutes to talk before we get to third street.”

We cross the street and I decide to spill.

“Well we met before school started. I swiped on him on tinder. I went to his house and we watched a movie and had pizza.”

“But you guys didn’t fuck?”

“No. We had a heavy make out and grinding session but then he found out I was a high school student and stopped it.”

“Oof. That sucks. Did you go home to your purple vibrator and ride it for hours?”

“Shut up. How do you know what color my vibrator is?”

“I’ve slept in your bed multiple times. Sometimes I get bored and go through your stuff. I didn’t use it tho. Just found it.”

“Well then school started and he ended up being my math teacher. I asked him to tutor me. It started off innocent… then he tutored me at his house once and I basically jumped him at the dining table. But we ended up in his bed after he protested a few times and he went down on me so good that I blacked out…”

“What? I’ve never heard of that happening!”

“Well it happened. And that may or may not have been just last night.”

“Wow! You must be incredibly horny for him today.” She teased and shoved me with her shoulder.

“Hence Dylan… oh boy that’s a story for a whole other time.”

“He made it sound really hot.”

“He already told you?”

“Yeah. We’re study hall buddies.”

“Are you and him…?”

“No. Not my type. Definitely your type. Plus you’ve had dibs since middle school.”

We reach 3rd street and stop in front of the book store. We wait for Mr. Jacobsen to pull up. A few moments later he pulls over and we hop in the back seat.

“I got you girls mocha frappes. I needed a pick me up and didn’t wanna be rude.”

“Thanks Mr. Jacobsen.” We say at the same time as we buckle up and grab the drinks.

He starts to pull away and Mandy speaks up.

“So, how’s this gonna go down? I can tell you what I want, but you’re in charge here. I know you’ll offer me exactly what I want.”

“And what is that? You wanna fuck me?” He asks bluntly.

“No. I just wanna watch. Maybe make out a bit.”

“Just watch? And that’s it? You don’t want fucked?” He asks surprised.

“Oh don’t worry Mr. Jacobsen. I’m not a virgin. Or a prude. I just don’t wanna get you in more trouble in case you guys get caught.”

“How thoughtful.” He chuckles in disbelief.

“Mr. Jacobsen… Mandy is my best friend. She’s not gonna rat us out. I trust her fully. She just wants to watch. And I don’t mind if you don’t mind.” I chime in.

“I’ll think about it…” we pull into his garage and he closes the door.