Yes. Of course

“Yes, of course,” he replied.

Straight away, he tried to get Miss Hewitt’s reaction. She didn’t seem to care a great deal however, it was clear to her that he was going to agree.

Finishing the rest of the red wine from the glass, Mark waited for Miss Hewitt to change into something to wear out before the three eventually got a taxi out to the city.

***

Clubbing on a Thursday night had been something that both hot teachers had gotten into it recently due to not having any morning classes to teach on Friday.

Wanting to avoid bumping into too many of their students of those of younger ages, the girls had picked out a club that consisted of those who were in the late 20s to even 40 year olds. They had been there often enough of the last year or so, the two female teachers knew quite a few of both the regulars and the staff.

Mark felt a little privileged just to be outside of campus with the two of them.

As they entered the club, the two led Mark to a booth very close to the main bar. The whole place seemed quite dark but Mark could still see the two women in their dark sexy outfits well. Miss Fischer’s black dress looked fantastic against her light skin. Miss Hewitt now had black leather jeans, a black tight mesh top that was completely see through so everyone could she the lacy black bra underneath.

He had to constantly try and control his shaft from underneath his jeans. Mark was finding it difficult not to pop a boner, looking at their spectacular racks.

“Miss Fischer, Miss Hewitt, can I get you girls a drink?” Mark asked as they sat down in a booth.

“Please, we’re not in class, you can call me Jenna,” Miss Fischer said, playfully slapping his arm.

“Alright, Jenna, Elsie, drinks?”

This time Miss Hewitt spoke up, “Still Miss Hewitt for me, but don’t get back up, I know the bartender, I’ll get the first round for free.”

Boy did he hope she would loosen up a lot more over some drinks. The polar opposites of the way the two women treated their male student was hard to miss.

Having Miss Hewitt scoot out of the booth to get the trio some drinks, Mark’s hand lightly brushed against her leather pants. It was only a slight touch but he felt a little tingle run through his arm, throughout his body.

Maybe because she seemed like such a forbidden fruit or maybe just because he was extremely horny but Mark wanted more contact with her this evening.

“You want to fuck her don’t you?” Miss Fischer suddenly asked him.

The bluntness of her questioning made him crack a smile.

“You don’t have to answer that,” she then said, “I don’t think there’s a straight male on student that wouldn’t want to.”

“Well it doesn’t really matter does it,” Mark replied, “She’s so god damn strict and I don’t think she’d ever consider doing something with a student.”

Miss Fischer disagreed, she looked over to the her busty brunette friend at the bar, “She’s a lightweight. Terrible drunk, I mean… a couple of strong drinks and she’s flirting with some 40 year old creep here, letting him touch her up and dance with her. You’re a handsome young man, younger than her, what do you think she’ll do if she’s drunk around you and you start to flirt.”

“Are you really giving me tips on how to end up in bed with Miss Hewitt?” he asked, a little surprised with how open she was about her friend.

She checked once more to make sure that Miss Hewitt wasn’t coming back yet. The woman had their drinks but was still conversing with the older man behind the bar.

“I shouldn’t tell you this,” Miss Fischer said, leaning across the table, “But you’re one of her favourite students. She appreciates your mind more than anything, you’re a smart talented kid and she recognises that. If you weren’t a student, she’d be all over you, she just doesn’t want to cross that boundary.”

Mark was more than a little shocked to hear how much she appreciated him. It felt to him that it was quite the obvious just by their interactions in and out of the classroom.

“So willing to cheat on her partner, but the student thing… that’s a boundary too far?” he asked, a little confused.

“I don’t know what to tell you, Elsie’s got a high sex drive… Just know that you’re more than a chance just by being here tonight.”

Miss Hewitt began walking back to the table with all three drinks. Their conversation in the booth suddenly halted and Miss Fischer cleverly changed the conversation to keep their talk private.

He didn’t know what to expect for the rest of the night but he had the feeling that Miss Fischer might be playing a role to assist him and his chances of seeing more of Miss Hewitt’s sexual side.