Saturday

It took some time to get over the fact that he had just fucked not one but two of his teachers on the same night. Two of the hottest teachers going around… it seemed almost too good to be true.

He didn’t run into Miss Hewitt again until the weekend. While Mark was printing off a few pages of homework in the library, the busty brunette woman came up from behind and tapped him on the shoulder.

“Miss…” he replied, a little taken back at first to see her there.

“Mark, do you mind if we have a word in private please,” she politely asked.

He nodded, taking the last page out of the printer, “Sure, is here okay?”

She did a quick 180 to check if anyone else in the library was near enough to hear them. The coast was clear enough so she went ahead and began to speak quietly to him, “I just wanted to have a private word with you about what happened on Thursday Night. That must remain completely confidential, it’s not just about my partner, it’s also about my job, my career, this cannot get out.”

Mark understood. The way that she saw it compared to Miss Fischer was quite different but it was important to keep quiet about both.

“Do you understand?”

“Yeah. Of course, I wouldn’t tell a soul.”

She breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank you Mark.”

Before she had a chance to leave, Mark stopped her, “I do have one question though.”

Miss Hewitt turned around, awaiting his question, “Yes?”

“Was this just a one time thing or are you open to doing this again?”

The look on her face made it difficult for Mark to know what she was thinking inside. She seemed to expect that question and looked calm as he asked her.

“Enjoy your weekend Mark,” she said, choosing not to answer his raging question.

The brunette teacher turned around and walked away, exiting the library as fast as she could.

Could he really complain with that response, it certainly wasn’t a no at least.