Epilogue

Jason and Stacy didn't say much to each other as they walked across the car park. Stacy's gait only slightly off as Jason's had fucked her pretty hard. Her mind warped into any position other than the truth gave her no answer as to why she felt like she just had sex.

Starting the car, Stacy shook her head in disbelief.

"You have some very strange people working at your school Jason. I'm not sure what I am going to say to your father. I think the less we say about the weird Math teacher the better. I don't know how I ended up flashing him... and that pervert English woman..." Stacy shuddered at the thought. "Your father's flight should have arrived by now, he's probably waiting for us when we get home" She sounded a little worried, the gaps in her memory giving her trouble.

Jason buckled up and leaned back in his car seat. "Just tell him I'm doing a good job at school and we can both get a pat on the back. No problem"

Stacy sighed deeply. She was secretly hoping that she could get dirt on Jason, she wasn't fond of him and anything that could have driven his father away from him and into her arms she would have jumped on. She knew she couldn't just make things up as Jason's father would follow up and it could back fire. She grimaced at the thought and turned the key to start the car.

"Oh before we head off..." Jason piped up.

"What?" Stacy asked annoyed.

Jason leaned in and gave her a kiss on the lips, slipping his tongue in. she instantly went limp in every limb, her lips latching onto Jason's probing tongue, her own swirling around for a few seconds before Jason pulled away wiping his mouth.

"Just one for the road" Jason's said snicking.

"Just one what?" Stacy questioned, while bringing a hand to her mouth. Dabbing her salvia covered lips, she frowned confused, gave Jason one more sideways suspicious glance and drove the car out the car park.

They both walked in the front door to their big house, filling the hallway with noise.

"Were home" Stacy shouted.

A large man with a beard and suit came out the living room to meet them.

"How'd it go?" He asked Stacy.

"Fine, fine. I guess" She replied, giving him a kiss on the lips "I'll tell you about it over dinner, everything seems to be pretty..."

"Good" Jason cut in, leaning in and giving his father a hug which the man stoically accepted. Stacy turned her lip at show of family affection.

"...Normal" She corrected him, trying to underplay his positive reports as much as she could. Jason couldn't help but laugh at her chosen word.

"What so funny" His father asked.

"ha... Don't worry about it" Jason said dismissively.

"I need a shower" Stacy told the two as she rubbed her thighs together, still feeling slightly strange about the night.

"That's fine," Jason's father told her. "Food's in twenty minutes"

Father and son went to the living room while Stacy headed upstairs. Jason could feel the earrings in his pocket, he didn't really know how he got them or how they worked but he knew he was thankful to have them as it let him get through the night.

He smiled a big smile. It had all worked out well in the end.