I'm guessing by now you're getting a little tired of me complaining about how hard it was to teach a class with everything that was going on in my head? Well at that point if all I had to contend with was the memory of Jake bending me over and screwing me over my desk it would be bad enough, but my mind wanted to work out how I was going to find five dicks to suck over the next week and not teach the intracies of comprehension to a bunch of uninterested fourteen year olds.
Phycologists would probably have a field day analysing my thoughts that afternoon. Had Jake knowingly tapped into my love of a challenge? Was the thought of servicing so many men a form of self-validation? Was my inner slut thrilled that it was about to be let loose? Or was I already looking forward to how good Jake's dick would feel knowing what I'd done to earn it?
I fantasized about how I'd go about the task... I imagined setting up a fake Tinder profile and going on a series of dates where I'd suck cock in return for them buying me drinks. After my fun on Sunday I could keep on visiting the gym and providing car park blowjobs until I'd hit my target - with the added bonus that after all those exercise sessions I'd be in amazing shape! Or maybe I'd just go out clubbing, let myself into the men's bathroom and blow whatever lucky guys came in. Why did the thought of having men queuing up to use my mouth turn me on so much?
Would I be picky with who I chose? Would I go after hot, young, muscular studs, lustfully sucking their great big dicks until they blessed my mouth with their cum? Or would I be less discerning, seducing less attractive men knowing they would savour each and every second their cock was between my lips?
Needless to say, despite the relief Jake had provided me earlier in the day, by the time the school bell rang I was one great big horny mess. How had Jake turned giving out blowjobs to strangers the sexiest thing I'd ever imagined? I checked my watch - Tony wouldn't be home till half five, so factoring in travelling somewhere I'd have roughly an hour to find a target, persuade him to let me give him a blowjob and then perform the deed.
I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins as I gathered up my possessions when behind me I heard a knock followed by the classroom door opening.
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