Arriving at Trig late and flustered

Cindi had gone all-out with the after-class handjob and Matt barely made it to Trig class before the bell sounded.

He took his normal seat between Wendy and Debby, both girls looking at him doe-eyed and sweet.

"You both look great," he whispered as he tugged out his Trig homework.

"You too, Debby said. Can we talk about the streaming thing."

"Her too?" Wendy asked.

"It is High School Hotties," Matt reminded her. "Not just the Matt and Wendy show."

"You guys were great, though, Debby said. "I... uh, never mind."

"No, what?" Matt asked.

"I can't tell you. It's too embarrassing. Let's just say, if some guy did it to me, I'd have them arrested."

"Debby." Wendy giggled. "You are so naughty. My sister said she did it too, though, and that's even worse, right. I mean... doing that while looking at your sister."

Matt could empathize with that.

"If we're quite done with social hour," Ms. Chadra said, I'm returning your tests from last Friday. Some of you had better put more effort into your work because not all of the results were satisfactory. And Matt, I need you to stay after class today."

"Yes, Ms. Chadra." He was sure he'd aced the test. Could he be so bad in Trig that he'd not only flunked but he'd flunked when he'd thought he was doing well. He'd read about the Dunning-Kruger effect but he'd never thought of it applying to him. Then again, that was the problem with being dumb and the whole point of Dunning-Kruger. Damn.

Class whirled by, the students finally leaving... with Wendy and Debby both trying to outwait the other until Ms. Chadra demanded they leave. Then they both kissed Matt on a cheek and headed out with Debby turning at the door and mouthing "call me."

"I was sure I did well on the exam," he told Ms. Chadra when the others left. She'd passed out everyone else's exam but hadn't given him his.

She held it in front of her but didn't give it to him. "Why did you assume that?"

"Because I studied my ass off. Because I tutored Karen and Amy on the material. And because all of the questions seemed easy as I did them."

"Really? They seemed easy? Nobody else had that experience. The average grade was fifty percent."

"Ouch."

"That was the average. There was one big exception that completely skewed the average."

Which had to mean he had gotten a big fat zero and everyone else was more like sixty percent. Shit.

"I was sure I had things figured out."

"You mean you thought you had me figured out."

"Huh? No. Of course not."

"I have to say that I found your streaming quite... stimulating, Matt."

"Really? I thought you weren't going to watch it."

"I didn't intend to. But my daughter was giving me a hard time about not having any action in my life and I was feeling... naughty."

"Oh. Well, I'm glad you liked it."

"I'm not sure 'liked' is the right word. That Cherry-smash game seems quite exploitative. You have a bunch of girls who are offering up their virginity to you and you're having an auction? Really?"

"I didn't come up with the idea, they did. Like everyone, they want to feel attractive and desirable and someone thought it would be fun to let the fans show that they felt that way. Now I agree that 'Cherry-smash' sounds crude but the girls are mostly virgins and, well, I guess they thought it would attract more interest."

"Yes, it does seem to have attracted interest. They're talking about you in San Fernando, you know."

"Huh?"

"Where porn is headquartered. At least the US version."

"What are they saying?" And how did she know? He hadn't heard anything.

"At first there was a lot of concern about underage girls. One thing that brings in the feds like nothing else is underage. Especially when it's white girls which yours mostly are."

"I thought we were a pretty good ethnic mix."

"Two Asian sisters and one black girl plus a bunch of lily-whites. I think 'tokenism' is the most general word for that kind of 'mix'.

"Anyway," she handed him the paper she'd been holding, "here's your exam."

He stared at it, then back at her. "But you said--"

"I said there was one exam that busted the curve, yours."

"But it says 100%."

"Right. I guess it was easy for you."

Without thinking, he got up from his desk and hugged her. "You had me so scared."

Then he kept hugging her because her huge tits felt so great against his body. Fuck, he was getting action these days. Why did he have such a thing for his teacher. Hell, he'd had a great handjob only a couple of hours before. He should be calm and fully under control.

"Matt, the classroom door is wide open."

"Oh, shit."

"Why don't you go and close it?"