She tells him to stay for detention

Matt did his best to sneak into trigonometry but Ms. Chadra had been teaching for a while... she seemed to have eyes on the back of her head. Without turning from the whiteboard where she was writing some equation, she announced, "Matt. Detention today after class."

"But Ms. Chadra, tonight is the dance. I've got--"

"You've got to come to class on time and now you've got to go to detention. Or should we make it detention for all of next week."

"Sorry Ms. Chadra," Matt mumbled as he sat {if Wendy>30}next to Wendy who gave him a wink{elseif Debby>10}next to Debby who glanced his way then turned back to the whiteboard{else}by himself when both of the girls he'd noticed in class completely tuned him out (note--if you're not playing the game version, you may be missing stuff){endif}.

Up until now, Matt had focused on Ms. Chadra's impressive breasts. Watching her work the whiteboard gave him an appreciation of her ass as well.

Unlike recent days, Ms. Chadra had switched from ethnic Indian outfits to something more American... a pair of tight-fitting jeans with a sleeveless blouse that displayed an inch or so of waist whenever she reached up on the board. Matt was intrigued to see just a hint of a whale-tail rising above his teacher's hip-riding jeans. Who knew that Ms. Chadra wore a thong?

{if wendy>30}Wendy snickered. "You can't keep your eyes off of her, can you," she whispered. "You'd be smarter if you paid more attention to girls your own age and less to Ms. Chadra."

"You're probably right," Matt whispered back. "You are going to the dance tonight, aren't you?"

"Yeah, maybe."

"Matt, if you or Wendy have questions, please address them to me." All of a sudden, Ms. Chadra was right in Matt's face, her oversized tits threatening to spill out of her silky top.

"Sorry, Ms. Chadra," Matt said.{endif}