Miss Hewitt

“Okay okay, settle down, my apologies for the late arrival,” the attractive brunette teacher said as she walked in and started writing on the whiteboard behind her.

“I’m Miss Hewitt and I’m happy to be taking over this class for the next few weeks as Mr Lowry has other urgent matters to attend to.”

The class all seemed to be surprised to hear that, they hadn’t been told that the substitute teacher would be taking over for more than just the one lesson. However, Mark and Daniel didn’t take any notice of that, they were staring right at her chest.

Miss Hewitt was dressed very fashionably, dark coloured skirt, stockings underneath and a women’s suit jacket that matched the colour of her skirt. The big attention point was where her jacket was unbuttoned too. Miss Hewitt was showing plenty of cleavage and oh boy was it nice. She had such nice round tits that were being pressed together by her bra and top underneath the jacket.

Her brown hair was done up in a very stylish bun that included the two slut strands. Topping things off, she wore hipster glasses that just made her even sexier.

As she spoke to the class about what they would be doing today, Mark and Daniel had their own private conversation about the lady herself.

“Jesus Christ...” Mark whispered, “She’s so fit.”

“Look at her fucking tits, it’s like she’s trying to tease us,” Daniel replied.

“I know right, how does she expect us to focus on work.”

Ali rolled her eyes, eavesdropping into their conversation. “You know you two both have girlfriends yeah?” she whispered to them subtly.

“Oh yeah, yeah yeah of course,” Daniel said.

“She is pretty hot though,” Ali had to admit it to them.

“Yes! Thank you, Winter would agree too,” Mark said, accidentally raising his voice a little, loud enough that Miss Hewitt stopped speaking to see who was interrupting her class.

Daniel nudged Mark’s subtly as he kept trying to speak to Ali, not realising that Miss Hewitt was looking back at him.

“Ahem...” she said, making a fake coughing noise. Mark quickly zipped his lips and looked back to the front of the room, not wanting to put himself in anymore trouble that he was already in. “You there,” she said, looking right at him, “What’s your name?”

“Uhh Mark,” he said, feeling his cheeks turn red in a little bit of embarrassment.

“Well Mark, You’ll never succeed to the best of your abilities if you don’t listen to your teachers,” she explained.

At that point, he really should have just kept his mouth shut. There was no point in risking the chance of getting into more trouble. But for whatever reason, the added confidence, he spoke back to her. “Actually I have the best grades in this class,” he said bluntly.

Everyone had certainly started to pay attention to him now after his smart-ass comment to the sub teacher. Ali besides him, dropped her head, as if she knew that he had messed up.

“Well then,” she spoke, “As top of the class, you wouldn’t mind spending Friday Night with me, marking last week’s homework.”

Mark felt his heart sink a little, Friday night he and most of campus was heading down the highway for their college’s football away game. As she said that, he could hear people around the room quietly laughing.

“Wait Miss, I can’t, I can’t do Friday, It’s the Football game... at Denton,” he quickly hit back. The fact that the substitute teacher was trying to keep him back on a Friday Night seemed like it wasn’t even forcible allowed but either way, he was going to fight this.

“That’s a shame....” she said, pausing before saying her next line, “See you at my office at 6PM on Friday.”

He groaned, rolling his head back. No way, this super attractive substitute teacher was actually a bit of a strict hard-nut. Mark pondered what to say, he needed to save himself here.