On a 7-9, she needs a little persuading.

Reaching your classroom, you hold open your door for her to enter. Following behind, you pull the windowless door closed after you to stop any students from entering yet. Looking up, you see Jessica leaning against your desk, while defiantly slurping her slurpee. You put on your best teacher face, ready to lecture.

"You've been a very bad girl, Jessica." You punctuate this by taking a step closer to her. Obviously your actions have surprised her because her eyes widen and she stops drinking for a moment. Pleased, you push onward.

"Leaving school, getting high, refusing to turn in homework, all of these things are serious offenses at this school." You take another step closer, and she slowly lowers her cup so that it is now resting at her side.

"But your biggest offense is the unfair teasing." You take another step. You are now close enough to easily touch her. This thought causes you to smirk.

"You always break the dress code, purposely allowing me to see down your shirt when teaching." This time, you slide your hand into her wide open top, cupping her through her bra. She gasps at the contact, giving you the perfect opportunity to kiss her. At first you think she might push you away, or try to scream. Instead, though, she seems to relax into your touch. You continue to feel and kiss her. Eventually, you gain the courage to slip your other hand up her skirt, sliding over the flesh left bare by a thong. Pleased, she moans into your mouth.

The slurpee she had been holding falls to the ground, startling you both. You then remember the class you have to teach in this room in less than two minutes. Looking at the busty red-head, you notice flushed cheeks, wide eyes, and panting breaths. You smirk at your handy work. Smirking, you pull her in for one more quick kiss before moving to wisper in her ear, telling her to meet you here after school. She nods breathlessly before turning and hurrying out of your room.

As soon as the door opens, the kids who had been standing in the hallway begin to pour in. You sigh, but begin to mentally prepare yourself for teaching.

The next two periods seem to take forever to pass, but eventually they do. You close your door behind the last student and flip the sign next to your door to "out of the office." Following that, you have nothing more to do but wait for Jessica and hope she didn't change her mind. After waiting for nearly ten more minutes, you hear a quiet knocking at your door. You open it without hesitation, watching the red-head's face quickly shifts through nervousness and surprise before settling into smug satisfaction. Without invitation, she brushes past you into the room. Stunned, it takes you a moment to remember to close the door behind her. Now that you have her in your room, all alone, what will you do?

You decide to tell her to come kiss you. "Come here, young lady. My lips need your attention."