This is a school after all...

Jean captured her lips again, pressing her body against Isabel's. The warmth of Jean's tongue slid into her mouth and she responded in kind, gently caressing her. Need made the younger woman groan into the kiss, and her hips began to grind all on their own. With nothing but her too short skirt covering her, it wasn't long before Isabel's bare cock was rubbing against the smooth fabric of Jean's skirt.

Lost in her own desires Isabel almost didn't notice that the reason she felt like she was floating was because she was. Breaking the kiss half out of surprise and half out of a need for air Izzy found that both she and Jean were at least three feet off the ground and rising. She looked at the other woman with concern, but Jean just smiled and gave a laugh that made Izzy's heart melt.

“Like I said, I'll take care of everything.” As she spoke Jean carefully positioned both their bodies where she wanted them. Moving her student onto her back she settled Isabel onto the long flat table that dominated the front of the classroom. They ended up with Isabel staring up at Jean as the older woman straddled her stomach.

Jean's skirt had ridden up, as had Izzy's blouse, and she could feel the warmth and wetness of the other woman against her belly. Reaching up Isabel tried to take hold of Jean's hips, wanting desperately to urge her down just a few inches towards her aching shaft. Just as her fingertips were pressing into her though something much stronger took hold of her wrists, and her arms were **** together up above her head.

“Please... please I need it. Don't make me wait anymore.” Isabel's mewling were cut off by a finger against her lips and a soothing shush.

Helpless, Izzy could only watching as Jean lifted herself up onto her knees. She wasn't sure if it was her own mind or if Jean was trying to torment her, but the red-head's hand seemed to move in slow motion as it reached down between her legs and slid her panties to one side. As hard as Isabel was all it took was a small nudge with her powers for Jean to line her up with her entrance. Flushed red and slick with excitement Jeans sex descended carefully down onto the girl tip. A relived shudder went through Izzy's body as she felt her tip sink just barely into Jean.

The classroom door opened with what seemed like thunder. A murmuring roar flooded flooded in from the hall outside. Twisting her head to look at the entrance Isabel watched in horror as a dozen students, some she recognized from the common room before, came filing into the classroom.