Ms. Thomas

David looks through the door window and see's an empty hallway before an idea pops into his dumb brain. He turns towards Ms. Thomas before looking at her straight in the eyes and indulging in dirty fantasies - fantasies that were previously just distant dreams.

Sensing the primal and raw emotions brewing inside of David, Ms. Thomas couldn't help but feel a pang of uncertainty. Perhaps he could be reasoned with and be spared from his perverse urges? Ms. Thomas stood upright and cleared her throat:

"David..." She began "You know full well how inappropriate it would be for a teacher of this establishment to do anything sexual with one of their students. I'm in no position to jeopardize my personal and professional career in such a way over such an act, I'm sure you can understand..."

Ms. Thomas played with her hands and hair, an obvious sign of discomfort setting in as she awaited David's response. He chuckled and rebutted:

"I'm glad you shared you opinion on the matter, it's very authentic of you" David smirked, as he took a step closer to his teacher "It would be kind of career ending... not to mention flat out embarrassing if it got out that..." David stopped himself, he felt a rush as his heartbeat started mounting at the idea of what he was going to say next... he could not hold back a shit-eating grin as he delivered the line: "One of your students blew a big nasty wad in your mouth?"

Ms. Thomas was taken aback by the statement, and instinctively grimaced at the thought. In a another feeble attempt, she attempted to curve the situation and snapped.

"David! This attitude is inadmissible, I'm a dignified teacher and wife!"

David remained silent, still showcasing that shit-eating grin. In a last attempt, Ms. Thomas pleaded:

"David, please... I've always been respectful, kind and helpful to you. Does that not count for anything?"

For a moment, David took pity for the teacher, and almost felt bad for even considering such a thought. But within a few seconds, the lustful idea of having his teacher bobbing her head up and down his shaft swept any lingering guilty feelings.

"Hey, remember that D+ you gave me in that stupid group project a few months ago?" David asked "Well... it's payback time".

David pointed towards his crotch, standing and awaiting for Ms. Thomas to react.

In a loud sigh, Ms. Thomas pouted and rolled her eyes before composing herself and accepting her fate. She gawked at David's groin for several seconds before slowly dropping to her knees, emitting an audible "THUMP" as her knees bumped the classroom tile. She stayed there on her knees for a few moments, hands by her side, staring straight at the growing bulge happening in front of her. She took another deep breath and then darted her eyes up to her student, meeting his gaze with a look of resignation.

"Ooh... fuck... no way... this is happening!" David muttered as he took in the sight of his English teacher, on her knees and looking up at him. David instinctively humped his pelvis forward, bumping his bulge on her enclosed lips and making her wince momentarily. "Come on, take it out."

As if she had to take just one last moment to compose and submit herself, albeit reluctantly, Ms. Thomas' hands floated up to David's button and zipper. She undid the button and her fingers began pulling down his zipper, allowing his bulging briefs to pop forward. A visible stain of pre-cum could be seen near the tip. Ms. Thomas reach in hesitantly to find and pull out David's dick. It sprang forward and she took her hand off of it, letting it stand at attention, his wet head pointing straight at her face.