Mr. Thomas, a high school teacher

I am a very intelligent man. A child prodigy, I never had a sick day, had perfect attendance, and skipped several grades, graduating from high school at 16 years old. I finished studies at UNLV at 19, gaining my teacher's license at 20.

I had spent the last year teaching mathematics at a high school in the suburban Las Vegas when the fever struck.

"Are you okay, Mr. Thomas?" asked Cathy, one of the more attractive students in the class I had just dismissed. I was only a few years her senior, so still felt a natural attraction that I hoped would dwindle with age. It's why I decided to spend a few years as a high school teacher rather than work as a college professor per my original dream. I was doing night courses and working towards a doctorate.

Due to the age difference and my heavy focus on studies, I never had a girlfriend, and was technically a virgin. I even refrained from masturbating for a time, until I discovered that masturbation helped relieve migraines that started in my last year at college. It became an addiction of mine, and I could challenge myself to a quick spank every now and then.

But I couldn't do that in school, especially with Cathy hovering over me. A fever, my first, had broken out, and I dismissed the class early. They were seniors, most eager to leave, but Cathy and her friend Karli stayed on.

"We should get the nurse," said Karli. "He's not responding."

"Wait!" Cathy said, her voice foggy through my headache as I slumped in the chair. "He has an erection. I've seen this before, on the internet. Help me get his pants off."

Cathy wanted to be a doctor, someday, and that day she got to save her first life. She gave me mouth-to-dick resuscitation, removing my fever, but sending me to sleep. I awoke to the Principal and Superintendant hovering over me.

"Mr. Thomas, I hope for your sake, you are an actual EDP. Having a student suck you off in class is completely unacceptable," said Principal Caroline O'Halloran. "I tend to agree, John," said Superintendent Maddie Callow, the woman who hired me to the staff of Los Conquistadores High School, "maybe, though, we can press that it was unwanted sex?"

"The girl was trying to be a hero. It wasn't ****!"

The two administrators, my two bosses, bickered, while my career hanged in the balance. Did she really suck my dick? Or was that a brief fantasy? Apparently it had happened, but I could barely remember it.

The nurse came in - I had been moved into her office at some point - with paperwork. "I tested his semen with the standard high school kit. He's an EDP, alright."

The argument ended, but a new one took its place. "Now we have to rearrange the school." "No, just change his classes." "The Bureau of Education mandates..."

I looked at the nurse. "I don't know if that fellatio was enough. Do you mind if I fucked one of these twos?"

"You don't have to ask."

So, I didn't.