Not good, very not good

John jerk off 2 more times that evening, thinking about his afternoon romp with Maria. He also can’t help wondering what she meant at the end there, before she left. A surprise? Ms. Furr, a friend of her family? What the heck could all that mean? He jerks off one more time thinking about Ms. Furr.

When the next school day finally rolls around. It’s definitely not easy getting through the day- all he can do is daydream about Maria. Third period History is a nightmare- he only realize he are staring out the window, his dream cock filling Maria’s dream pussy, when Ms. Cummings barks at he, “Excuse me Mr. Doe, would you like to join the rest of us here in class? Yes, welcome back. This is very unlike you, Mr. Doe - I don’t know what’s come over you today. Now, I’ve asked you the same question 3 times now- would you care to answer it or is there something more interesting going on outside that we should be aware of?”

Of course, that was nothing compared to 4th period Anatomy & Physiology. Just his luck, today was a discussion on the female reproductive system. He thought he’d be able to make it through, hiding his bulging erection under his desk, dreaming about his recent up-close examination of the female reproductive system. That would have been too easy. He is not sure if he’ll ever live down the embarrassment he experienced when Ms. Thatcher asked him to come to the board to label the parts of the vulva, and no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t hide the tent in his pants. It was bad enough having to hear all the snickering in the class, but even Ms. Thatcher couldn’t take her eyes off of his crotch!

When the last period of the day finally rolls around, he doesn’t know what is worse- the embarrassment he has been through, or the horniness he is feeling. To make matters worse, when he walks into the class, Maria is at the front of the room talking to Ms. Furr! The bell rings and Maria turns to take her seat, giving him a wink. He try to ask her what she said to Ms. Furr, but his efforts lead to a “shush” and a hard stare from the teacher.

The class period is uneventful, though he can’t help but feel that Ms. Furr is staring at him a little more than normal. When the bell finally rings to end the day, he is relieved to have made it through the class without any more excitement or embarrassment. He gathers his books and gets up to leave.

“Excuse me,” Ms. Furr bellows, “Mr. Doe, would you please see me at the desk. You too Maria.”

Oh, shit. What did Maria tell her?!? What were they talking about before class? He slowly makes his way to the front of the class.

“Please close the door, Maria. And lock it.” Maria does as instructed by Ms. Furr. It’s now just the 3 of he in the class, and he are by far the most nervous of the three.

“Mr. Doe,” Ms. Furr announces, in a no-nonsense sort of voice, “You may not have been aware of this, but Maria’s mother and mine go back a long way. They’ve been friends since long before he and Maria were born. Maria has always been something of a sister to me, and I’ve always looked out for her. In return, she’s always looked out for me, whenever she could.”

He can feel himself sweating, nervously dancing from one foot to the other, his stomach in knots.

“You can imagine my dismay,” she continues, “when I learned that you have certain... well, let’s just say ‘images’ of me on your home computer!”

His world goes dark, the room starts to spin. He can’t believe she told Ms. Furr about that! It’s a struggle just to stay standing up. “How could you tell her that!” he whispers to Maria, barely able to speak.

“John!” Ms. Furr shouts, “Eyes front and center. Do not address her!” He bolts to attention. “Maria did the right thing in coming to me. What you did violates the student code of conduct. And now it is my duty to report this to the principal and to your parents!” His knees go weak. He feels like he might vomit. “This is a very serious infraction- you’ll probably be expelled from school.” Oh god. “Unless...”

Did she say unless? Unless what? He’ll do anything to keep her from reporting him.

“Unless I decide to punish you myself. After all, this is your first infraction. I wouldn’t want to see you expelled over your first mistake. Yes, I suppose I could punish you myself. What do you think, Mr. Doe?”

“I... um... well... What would the punishment be?” He mutters weakly.

“I’m sure we could come up with an appropriate punishment. But first thing’s first. You’ve been a naughty boy, and you need to be taken over my knee. I’m going to spank you until you learn not to behave so naughty in the future.”

Gulp.

“I won’t wait long, Mr. Doe. It’s an extremely generous offer. You have 10 seconds to decide, before I report you to the principal. Decide quickly. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6"

His world is spinning- he can’t decide so quickly. A spanking, here in school, by Ms. Furr, or being reported, possibly expelled.

“5, 4, 3, 2, 1... What’s it gonna be, Mr. Doe?”