Mary + Frank = 'Role Model'

Mary Sanders waits for Frank in the cutely decorated elementary school classroom. She usually feels at ease here, due to the warm, welcoming colors, but right now she is very upset. Jamie is the most horrible brat she ever encountered. She would never admit it, but she hated that boy from the bottom of her heart. Finally, Frank enters the room for their appointment. Mary Sanders walks up to greet them, "Hello, I'm Mary, you must be Jamie's parent. We need to talk about your son's behavior in class."

"Yes, hello. I'm Frank, nice to meet you."

She shakes Frank's hand firmly. "I wish we could have met under better circumstances. Jamie's behavior has been quite concerning lately. He's constantly disruptive, doesn't listen, and seems to have no regard for others' feelings."

Mary sighs heavily. "I hate to say this, but as his teacher, I feel compelled to bring it up - are there issues going on at home? His attitude leads me to believe he may not be getting proper guidance and discipline."

She looks at him expectantly, her brow furrowed with worry and frustration. "What kind of environment is Jamie growing up in?"

"Oh? That is very odd." Frank's hand slides in his pocket. He flicks the switch of his freeuse-device, turning it on.

"I'm not aware of anything out of the ordinary going on at home. What kind of behavior are you talking about?" Frank's hand glides over Mary's sundress, feeling up her breasts.

She notices Frank touching her breasts, but it seems perfectly natural and appropriate. She continues discussing Jamie's issues without batting an eye.

"Well, for starters, he frequently calls out rude comments during lessons. Yesterday he told me 'your lesson sucks'. How disrespectful!" She says as Frank gropes her.

"Jamie also loves to pull pranks and trip up other students. Some poor girl burst into tears after he stuffed her backpack full of glue and glitter. It's like he gets joy from being awful. He needs strong guidance. To learn manners. Discipline."

"And you think the environment at home could be the reason for his behavior?" He pulls her closer by the waist and kisses her, exploring her mouth with his tongue.

As Frank kisses her, Mary doesn't pull away, simply accepting the intimate gesture. But she maintains her composure and focus on the issue at hand.

"Yes, I truly believe so," she responds, voice steady despite the unexpected kiss. "Children learn by example. If a parent is allowing, or even encouraging such unruly conduct, it sets a terrible precedent."

He slides down the straps of her dress, slowly pulling it down to expose her bra-clad breasts. "So you're saying Jamie copies the way I act?" He pulls further until the dress pools around her feet.

Standing bare above her undergarments, Mary doesn't react with surprise or embarrassment, simply nodding. "It appears so. As his father, you bear some responsibility for shaping his behavior and values."

She crosses her arms over her chest, inadvertently pushing her breasts together. "Parents should set a good example and teach their children respect, kindness, and self-control. Clearly, this hasn't happened with Jamie."

He unclasps her bra, letting it fall to the side as he cups her small, but perky breasts in his hands. "How can I know if what I'm doing is inappropriate?"

He pinches her nipples gently, watching her reaction closely.

Mary gasps softly as Frank touches her sensitive nipples, but she doesn't pull away or show discomfort. Instead, she keeps her gaze fixed on his face, searching for sincerity.

"It's about setting clear boundaries and expectations," she explains, her voice slightly breathy. "Parents should model positive behaviors and provide consistent discipline when those lines are crossed."

Despite the intimate contact, Mary remains focused on the topic at hand, her expression stern yet calm. "As a teacher, I've seen firsthand how unchecked misbehavior can escalate. Children need structure and guidance to develop into well-adjusted adults."

"I'm not disagreeing with you at all, Mary. I'm just not sure what kind of negative behavior he could have seen? Maybe he saw it at his mother's place." He smacks her butt. "Now take off your panties, you dirty little girl."

At the sudden smack on her rear, Mary jumps slightly, but quickly regains her composure. She looks at Frank with a mix of confusion and slight annoyance, but still doesn't let herself get distracted.

"His mother? Well, I suppose that's possible," she concedes, reaching to push down her panties. "But as his primary caregiver, you have a greater influence over his actions and attitudes."

Once her underwear joins the pile of clothes, Mary stands before Frank in nothing but her bare skin, her cheeks flushed, but not with arousal. "I hope you understand the gravity of the situation. Unchecked aggression and disrespect can lead to serious problems later in life."

He smiles at Mary, admiring her naked form. "Of course, I understand. Thank you for bringing this to my attention." He leans in close, his lips brushing against her ear. "Now, bend over the table, so I can fuck your tight little asshole."

With that, he picks Mary up and carries her over to the desk, sweeping aside papers and books to lay her down upon it. He spreads her legs apart, revealing her most private area. He slaps her butt again. "I will certainly be more aware to lead with great example, but like I said... It's probably his mum's fault."

As Frank lays her across the desk, Mary doesn't protest or try to stop him. She simply complies with his request, bending over and bracing herself against the hard surface. Her breathing quickens slightly as she feels his presence looming behind her.

"You may be right about his mother," she admits, her voice strained with tension. "But as his father, you cannot absolve yourself of all responsibility. Children learn through observation and imitation."

Mary winces as another sharp slap lands on her exposed backside, but she holds her position obediently. "I trust you will reflect on this and make the necessary changes. Jamie's future depends on it."

He positions himself behind Mary, rubbing the head of his cock against her anus. "Don't worry, I'll make sure he learns the right way." With a swift motion, he pushes forward, breaching her tight hole and sinking deep inside her. "Ah, your ass is so tight, Mary." He starts thrusting, pounding into her while slapping her ass. "Do you really think I could be a bad influence?"

A sharp cry escapes Mary's lips as Frank penetrates her, but she bites down on her cheek to stifle further sounds. Her body tenses, unused to the intrusion, but she tries to relax and accommodate him.

"No, I didn't mean to imply you'd intentionally harm him," she manages to gasp out between ragged breaths. "Just that... children pick up on subtleties. Your actions aah! ...however unintentional, can shape their worldview."

As Frank continues to thrust into her, Mary focuses on maintaining her composure, despite the intense sensations coursing through her. She clings to the edge of the desk, trying to steady herself. "Please, be mindful of your... Aah!... impact. Jamie needs stability and guidance."

"My impact huh?" He thrusts hard and deep. "I'll be sure to watch out for that." He picks up the pace.

The **** of Frank's thrusts causes Mary's words to come out in short, breathless bursts. "Mmmph! Yes, your... impact... is impor-tant!"

She grips the desk tighter, knuckles turning white as she struggles to maintain her train of thought amidst the overwhelming physical sensations. "P-please... consider how your actions... ah!... reflect onto him..."

Despite her attempts to stay composed, Mary can't help but let out occasional whimpers and moans as Frank pounds into her. Her face flushes with exertion as the lewd noises escaping her lips.

He reaches around to grope Mary's tits as he continues to fuck her ass. "You're taking this very seriously, aren't you?" He pinches her nipples roughly. "I can tell that you're a woman, that knows exactly when a boundary is crossed and how to deal with it."

Mary gasps sharply as Frank gropes her breasts, his rough handling sending jolts of unfamiliar sensation through her body. She squirms beneath him, struggling to find purchase against the smooth surface of the desk.

"Yes, I take my role very seriously," she pants, trying to ignore the increasingly pleasurable ache building within her. "Boundaries are crucial... mmngh!... for both adults and children. They provide security and predictability."

Her hips twitch involuntarily as Frank's fingers pinch and tug at her sensitive nipples, causing her to bite her lip. Despite the discomfort, she refuses to break her stern eye contact with him. "If you establish firm limits... haaah!... and consequences early on, it helps prevent... later behavioral issues..."

"I will take your lessons to heart, Mary. By the way, I'm gonna cum is your ass now, alright?"

Mary nods weakly, her face contorted in concentration as Frank's thrusts grow more urgent. She squeezes her eyes shut, trying to process the new sensations flooding her inexperienced body.

"Alright... go ahead..." she manages to breathe out, her voice quavering. "Just please remember our discussion... once we're done here..."

Her words dissolve into a choked moan as Frank's rhythm becomes erratic, signaling his impending release. Mary braces herself, unsure of what to expect but determined to see this through to its conclusion, for Jamie's sake.

He grunts loudly as he fills Mary's ass with his seed and smacking her butt. "Fuck yes! Take it all, you dumb little bitch!" He keeps pumping into her, ensuring every last drop is deposited deep inside her tight hole.

Mary grits her teeth as Frank's load floods her insides, the foreign sensation making her shudder. She lies limply across the desk, overwhelmed by the intensity of the experience. As Frank's movements finally slow, she takes several deep, steadying breaths.

"I... I appreciate you listening to my concerns," she rasps, her voice hoarse. "I know these conversations can be difficult, but Jamie's wellbeing is paramount. Please, keep an open mind and reflect on our discussion."

Mary shifts slightly, wincing as the movement sends a fresh wave of tingles through her sore bottom. She keeps her gaze lowered, unwilling to acknowledge the intimacy they just shared. "I look forward to seeing improvements in his behavior. For his sake, and yours."

He pulls out of Mary and gives her a pat on the head. "Good girl, Mary. You did great today. Let's meet again soon to discuss Jamie's progress, shall we? Get dressed now."

He picks up her bra and wipes his cock clean with it before handing it to her. Then he pulls up his pants.

Mary accepts her bra with a faint nod, avoiding eye contact as she fastens it back on. She retrieves her dress and panties from the floor, stepping into them with practiced grace.

"Thank you, Mr. Freeuse," she murmurs, her tone formal and professional despite the lingering flush on her cheeks. "I'll be expecting updates on Jamie's behavior. And please, feel free to reach out if you have any questions or concerns regarding his development."

Once fully dressed, Mary straightens her spine and lifts her chin, regaining her usual poise. She offers Frank a polite smile, masking any residual discomfort from their encounter. "Until then, take care."

"Looking forward to see you again." Frank winks at her before turning to leave. As he walks out the door he flicks the switch in his pocket to turn freeuse mode off.

After Frank leaves, Mary lets out a shaky breath she hadn't realized she was holding. She surveys the disarray of her classroom, cheeks burning as she recalls the events that transpired moments before.

Shaking her head in disbelief, Mary begins tidying up, stacking the scattered papers and textbooks neatly. As she works, fragments of her conversation with Frank replay in her mind - his earnest expressions, his commitment to improving Jamie's behavior.

By the time the classroom is restored to order, Mary feels a renewed sense of purpose. Perhaps her intervention had made a difference after all. With a small, hopeful smile, she gathers her belongings and heads home, ready to tackle tomorrow's challenges with renewed determination.

The End