Ms. Ried Resists

"Pull off your panties and sit down," Jenny demanded from underneath her teacher. "I'm going to give you what you want."

"No," Ms. Ried said, pulling away from her student. Turning around, she headed for the door.

"If you leave I'll tell the dean! You'll lose your job, Ms. Ried. No one would ever hire a teacher who frigged herself during class. Your career depends on you pulling down those panties and sitting right here in this chair."

"Please, Jenny," Ms. Ried said, turning around. Jenny could see tears gathering in her eyes. "Don't make me do this."

"Sit down," Jenny said, pointing coldy to the hard wooden chair.

Reluctantly Ms. Ried approached the younger girl. Her eyes traveled up the attractive body of her student, but she couldn't meet Jenny's eyes. Very slowly she peeled her white cotton panties away from her crotch, moving them down her legs until they pooled at her ankles. A tear fell out of the corner of her eyes as she sat in the cold chair, her breasts heaving with each heavy breath she took.

"Good," Jenny said, her voice thick. "Now open your legs."

There was a wet noise as Ms. Ried parted her thighs. Jenny licked her lips.