A couple teachers

While he had it bad through high school, his fellow students hadn't been the largest cause of anguish. There were a couple teachers, Mr. Phillips and Mrs. Anderson, that had made his life a living hell. Mr. Phillips was the english teacher as well as the football coach, and he seemed to equate Matt's poor performance on the football field with a general ignorance, his grades suffering under Mr. Phillip's tutelage. No matter what he did, he could never get a good grade in Mr. Phillip's class.

Then there was Mrs. Anderson, who until last year was Miss Rathaway. She had been the envy of every female teacher, and the object of lust for every male in the school. There had been rumors about her sleeping her way through the teaching roster, all of which had been proven false, and even a couple stories of her sleeping with a student, but nothing had come from these rumors either. Then all of that changed when she married that preacher. Miss Rathaway had been one to wear short skirts and tight blouses, accentuating her slim body to every advantage (and probably contributing to the rumors.) Mrs Anderson, however, dressed like a prude, the jealousies of all the female teachers evaporating at the same time the interest of the male teachers did as well. Some of the students still seemed to lust after her, but in low voices that Matt happened to hear in passing.

It wasn't only her dress code that seemed to change with her marriage. Before she had been a warm, caring woman who actually seemed to care about her students, and ignoring the way the guys tried to look down her blouse at her modest breasts. After, she didn't give a damn about them, grades, emotions, anything, and she always wore neck high blouses and full length skirts. Sure, there were hotter women in the school, especially Ms. Jackson in the office, but of the teachers she had been the only one who didn't seem to care if her body showed.

They pulled up to the school, Matt forgetting to say goodbye to his mom before she pulled away, his mind focusing on his plan. He hadn't needed to see the bird in order to jump into it, so maybe...

He thought about Mr. Phillips, and was suddenly in the teacher's lounge, his eyes locked on Ms. Jackson's ass as she walked out the door. Apparently Mr. Phillips liked the secretary's looks as much as most of the male students. Matt turned his eyes away from the closing door, seeing that there were only three other teachers in the lounge at that point, and one of them was Mrs. Anderson. Today she was wearing a button down shirt under a sweater vest, and an ankle length skirt. As he looked at her, Matt realized he could either ruin their lives separately, or at the same time.