The second Apointment, Mr Gardy

"Ah Jason!" Mr Gardy shouted to get Jason's attention. Jason had spaced out a bit and had to refocus his eyes to take in the table in front of him.

Stacy had already taken a seat, gingerly swinging her legs under the table and pulling her skirt hem as far down as it would go, well aware that she was now without underwear... somehow. Jason sat down slowly at the table as Mr Gardy cleared his throat and began his preamble.

"Jason here is a reasonably decent individual fellow, and all that... whatnot!" Mr Gardy wasn't known at the school for being strict or kind or soft. He was just weird. Stacy's confused expression already giving away that she was no long thinking about her clothing mishap and was contemplating how she was going to get sense out of this man, if at all. She already wished it was over.

"I see... ummm. His work... how is that going along?" she asked tentatively.

Jason had a good idea how this would go, he was no maths whizz but he held his own, no worries here from Mr Gardy, in fact his weirdness would probably put Stacy off and she would want to forget about this meeting. His mind was already formulating plans on how to get around his next meeting, Miss Hudson. After this meeting the night would come to a head, one way or another. First on his list was Stacy, he had to neutralise her during the meeting somehow. He already knew he was going to get into her mouth to put her out of action that way but just leaning across to her while she was next to him was too obvious, Hudson would see that coming a mile off. He needed to be closer... She needed to be closer, he thought.

"Excuse me Mr Gardy..." Jason interrupted the bumbling man.

"Oh yes sport! Got some contributions?" He asked.

"Well it's great to hear that I'm doing so well and all, its just that something here isn't quite right..." Jason told him.

Both Stacy and Gardy looked at puzzled.

"What are you talking about now Jason? Can we just get on with this, get it over an done with." Stacy said with a sigh, no mind paid to the rudeness towards Mr Gardy.

"Weeell" Jason began as he picked his words very carefully. "NORMALLY, during these parent teacher evenings where you and I are together like this, don't you always sit on my lap?"

There was a moment of silence as Jason's statement sank in.

"Oh ho ho!" Shouted Gardy making both Jason and Stacy Jump. "If the boy doesn't have a point! How odd of you to sit there of all places? Hhhm?"

"I'M odd?" Stacy muttered under her breath before realisation stuck her and she sheepishly tugged at her skirt once again remembering her missing underwear and the thought of sitting on Jason with only the thin fabric of her short skirt between her pussy and his crotch. "look, err maybe we can make a change for once, I've sat here now..."

"Oh don't be like that Stacy" Jason Cut her off. "I mean surly you must need a REALLY good reason to not sit up here" Jason leaned back and patted his thigh.

"Well I..." Stacy eyes darted around for an excuse, finding none she came to the conclusion that she either had to tell everyone she came without underwear or bite the bullet and sit on Jason's lap. "I suppose it just slipped my mind... that's all. No need to cry about it." She smiled an uneasy smile as she stood up slowly, her knees never parting like they had been bolted together. She eased herself sideways and slide onto Jason's thigh. She gave another wide fake smile, before turning to Gardy. "If you would PLEASE hurry and finish... I mean continue."

"Well yes yes, please don't rush me, where was I..."Gardy flustered.

"Actually" Jason interrupted once again.

"What now?!" Stacy shouted back at him, swivelling on his leg.

"Yes yes Jason please stop interrupting, such unlike you indeed." Gardy garbled, now getting a little irritated.

"Well Normally when Stacy sits on my lap at these events, she sits like... this." Jason grabbed Stacy by her tight waist and pulled her back into him, her ass sinking back into his crotch, her weight leaning back against his chest.

"HEEEY!" She Shrieked. Doing her best to elbow him in the ribs. "Don't touch me like that! I don't care if I'm not sitting properly, keep you hands to yourself!"

"Okay okay" Jason laughed at her struggling even if her blows did hurt. He also noted however that once she settled down, she held the position, leaning back into him. In a world without earrings an onlooker would mistake them for love birds, spooning tightly.

"Well as I was SAYING..." Mr Gardy tried to continue, loosing patience as he rustled through his paper work. Stacy tried to look dignified perched on top of Jason, a serious expression painted across her face, trying to take in what the man was talking about, but between his weirdness and her preoccupied mind, she was struggling.

Jason watched Mr Gardy carefully, the man looked up occasionally at the two for some brief eye contact before delving back into his papers for more examples of Jason's work. Jason decided it was time to test if this new position would work. He brought his hand up and round to Stacy's face, testing his reach to her lips. She looked down at his hand with anger, slapping it away and unconsciously wiggling her ass into him. Jason theorised that as he was only attempting to put his hand near her mouth and not in, she noticed it. His previous normalcy specifically being towards people not noticing when he was going to put something in their mouth. The earring was nothing if not specific, to the point of their magic working retro actively with his mere intentions. He tried again, this time with a mind to put his finger in Stacy's mouth. He raised his hand to her mouth, she looked at Mr Gardy rambling in a confused irritated manner but made no move on his hand. When Mr Gardy looked up briefly, Jason retreated his hand down to an unsuspicious level at Stacy's side. She still seamed none the wiser. 'Good' he thought, she would never notice any of his actions if his intention was to enter her mouth, whether he succeeded or not.

He decided to have a little more fun at Stacy's expense. He moved his hand up to her lips as Mr Gardy was reading statement from his notes. He dabbed the tip of his finger against the thin line of her lips, dipping in briefly, feeling the moisture of her tongue for half a second before pulling out and away.

"Mmmgah.." Stacy blurted as her brain kicked into obsessed sucking machine mode for a split second, her tongue lulling out and eyes crossing, then her mind whirled around to normal Stacy again, her features returning to their start positions. Herself none the wiser of her outburst.

"What what?" Gardy asked looking up from his sheets.

"What? What do you mean what?" Stacy asked confused and annoyed at his question. The man fidgeted with his expression back and forth and went back to his notes.

Jason returned his hand to Stacy's mouth, then dabbed his finger in repeatedly in quick succession, always bringing it out fully then darting it back in before he pulled away completely.

"Mmmaa - wha- gah.. uuum --gah" Stacy's eyes practically rolled around in their sockets as her brain ricocheted back and forth. She leaned forward as she stopped and started to try and chase Jason's finger as it left her mouth, drool escaping from her as her lips never had enough time to return to a normal, non crazy expression. Jason gave her no time to recover her senses fully in-between his rapid combo until he pull his hand completely away.

Mr Gardy looked up again, annoyed. "Miss is something the matter? Are you okay? You are making very strange noises?"

"I errr..." Stacy wiped the drool from her mouth and sat back up straight, then leaned back against Jason as was her normal decreed position "I don't..." her mind whirled yet she couldn't figure out why she felt like she just lost control of herself.

"Look, If you aren't your top self maybe we should retire this meeting early hmm?" Mr Gardy bumbled.

"No it's fine... I think..." She questioned herself when answering his inquiry.

"Okay then... I continue" Mr Gardy went back to his sheet, the moment his eyes left Stacy, Jason's arm came round once again, quickly delving into her mouth. She instantly lost control, becoming **** to his roving digit. Jason moved his feet to push against hers, with no brain in control of her body, her legs gave way to Jason's pushing, spreading her legs wide. His free hand slide to her side and hitched her skirt up, he was unable to resist stroking her flesh a little. He tried to keep her quiet, by shoving most of his hand past her roving lips as her moans became louder but inevitably some noise escaped. Mr Gardy looked up with a confused look once again.

"Jason! Stop that right now!" He barked. "I'm trying to show Miss Stacy here your work..."

"Ah right, sorry" Jason coyly admitted withdrawing his hand. Clearly Mr Cheddars was a softy but other teachers would not tolerate his shenanigans.

"Now Miss as I was... " Mr Gardy stopped dead in his tracks as his gaze flicked down.

Stacy's mind came back into the room as her eyes settled on his.

"You were saying yes..." She prompted him, Mr Gardy just went a slight shade of pink and looked away. Stacy knitted her brows together and and followed his gaze down.

"EEEACK!" She squealed as she snapped her legs shut from their wide open stance. From her elevated position on Jason's lap she was giving Mr Gardy the full show.

"I eerrr... I .. gosh" Said the maths teacher, now the same shade as a tomato.

"I think we better call it there MR Gardy. It must be nearly time!" Stacy said springing to her feet. "All in all... very good, yes?"

"Yesss." Gardy agreed casting his gaze down to his work. "Very good..."

"Oh my god" Stacy hissed through her teeth as she turned to put as much distance between her and that table. "How could I let that happen.... I was so worried about it and then bam, how did I even get like that? For fuck sake..." She frantically muttered to herself.

Jason for his part slowly rose to his feet, having Stacy's ass so close to his pecker brought him to almost, if not full mast. He did his best to tuck it up under his belt.

"Dare I ask what's next? I don't know how tonight could get any worse... Oh what the?" Stacy brought out a small compact from her bag as she complained to Jason, oblivious to his wood. She peered into her mirror to see that somehow her lipstick has been smudged again. "How does this keep happening?!"

Jason didn't need to check what was next. It was Hudson. He figured he had Stacy in a place where he needed her but Hudson was another matter. Panic was rising as he looked out across the hall. He saw her in the crowd, she was hard to miss in her librarian-Esk attire and long curly hair, currently smiling to the family getting up to leave from her table. A smile which vanished instantly as soon as the people turned their back. Hudson checked her watch briefly before standing up from her seat and started looking out across the hall, as if searching for something. Her eyes scanned the room in a slow circle, slowly, methodically. Finally her gaze passed over Jason and stopped, she locked on to him with steely resolve as her features somehow darkened more. She pointed at him with a grim expression and turned her hand over, her red painted nail curled round repeatedly, beckoning him over.