Well enough. And an aquaintance introduces a friend.

You enter your empty classroom, smiling softly as you look around, feeling as though your career is renewing, despite the turmoil of the past few days. You run your fingers over a lab table, letting your mind start to focus on the lesson ahead.

Comparative Zoology. You remember the description in the school calendar: The course will examine the comparative anatomy, physiology and behaviour of a wide range of animal groups as evolutionary solutions to common functional problems. Topics will include locomotion, respiration, circulation, digestion, excretion and reproduction.

It seems a little much for the intellectual level and work effort of the students you've seen so far, but you're prepared to dumb it down for them. You flip open your file and find that there are a surprising eighteen students enrolled in the class. Running your fingers down the names you stop at Margot Childers as your lips quirk with a smile. She was obviously not entirely joking when she described you as her biology teacher. You had half thought it a joke while you had your cock buried in her, fucking her to orgasm, but apparently she was serious.

Below her name is Rose Newton, one of the girls she suggested she'd bring to you to fuck, and you feel your cock twitch as you think of the possibilities. Smiling, you close the file and take a seat behind your desk, waiting for the students to arrive.

A few moments later they start to file in, most of them smiling at you or looking at you with girlish curiosity. Margot steps into the room, accompanied by a tall, willowy blonde. Margot gives you a smouldering look, and the two of them take seats at the front of the class, crossing their pretty legs and smiling at you.

You give them the same non-committal glance you give other students, waiting for the room to fill and the clock to reach 10:00 am. When it does, you stand and welcome the girls to the class, starting slowly as you introduce the outline of the course, but picking up confidence as you continue. Your students show various degrees of interest, although Margot and her blonde companion look at you intensely, their legs crossed and their suspended feet rocking as they seem to hang on every word.

You continue your lecture, adding moments of humour that seem to reach more than half of your class, while the others look like they'd rather be anywhere but where they are. Margot and her friend never take their eyes off you, watching you as you pace and lecture. Margot bites the end of her pen as she looks at you, her eyes full of mischief and invitation, and you find yourself thinking about being buried in her hot wet cunt, and her promise to bring a friend who'd like to fuck you. And the statement she made in her conclave last night that she would use her body to keep you distracted is like a worm in your mind, making it a struggle to keep the thread of your lecture.

Somehow you manage it, filling the hour with coherent thoughts, and congratulating yourself for keeping your cock from making a tent in your pants. You dismiss the students and sit behind your desk, busying yourself with some papers as the students file out.

You become aware of two sets of footsteps approaching and you look up to see Margot and her friend standing beside your desk, both of them looking utterly fuckable.

"Mr. Carter, I wanted you to meet my friend Rose Newton," Margot says. "I told you about her, remember? She's a noisy fuck, even louder than me, and we'd both like to sign up for extra tutoring."