Extremely Strange Behaviors: Beatrice

Darren went back to class and went about his day as normal until it was time for Beatrice’s class. He walked into the classroom and was happy to see that Beatrice was wearing both her sweater and gloves as he entered the room. He scanned her outfit to see that she was wearing some tight black jeans to match her black sweater and gloves. He loved the sweater since it clung to her body, showing off the shape of her moderate-sized chest. He wondered if he should think about making them bigger when he gets the chance. Even without a boost, Beatrice was already extremely sexy to him, especially since she already had an hourglass figure. He loved her long dark blue hair and unique jewel-green eyes that always seemed to draw him in. Also, Beatrice's irresistible red lips and huge, perfectly round ass only enhanced her beauty. Beatrice noticed his gaze on her body and smiled at him warmly before shifting to the almost evil expression she usually wears to address the classroom.

“Take your seats quickly. The more time you waste, the less time you’ll have on your test,” said Beatrice as she grabbed a stack of test papers.

Everyone quickly sat down and quieted down as Beatrice began passing out the test to everyone. There were a few grumbles, but none were bold enough to question or say anything to Beatrice. Eventually, she made it over to Darren’s desk and placed a piece of paper on it as well.

“Thanks, Mrs. Silver,” responded Darren as Beatrice grimaced slightly.

Beatrice didn’t want Darren to call her that. Normally, she loved it when the students called her Mrs. Silver since it made her feel above them, but in Darren’s case, it just felt wrong. She wanted Darren to call her by her actual name, but she didn’t want to give the other students any ideas, so she held her tongue as she continued passing out papers to the rest of the class.

Darren didn’t miss that shift in expression when he called her Mrs. Silver. Everything is working out as he intended as he gazed down at his test. He was able to easily answer these test questions as Beatrice finished passing out the test papers.

Beatrice usually relaxed and watched her students like a hawk when taking their tests to make sure they didn’t cheat, so she wasn’t surprised by the silence and concentration of everyone else in the class. However, she didn’t want to walk around scanning for cheaters. She had more important things to do. She made her way through the rows until she was right next to Darren’s desk. She leaned over and jutted her massive ass in Darren’s direction.

Darren looked up from his test to see Beatrice’s huge, round ass straining against her tight jeans. Darren's gaze locked with Beatrice as her luscious, red lips curved into a smile once again. She took the opportunity to wiggle her ass at him. After she stopped, he looked up at her to see her mouth the words, ‘My ass was made for your cock.’ He could hardly believe it. The proud, haughty Beatrice was shaking her ass for him and trying to seduce him. She reveled in his gaze as she walked up to the front of the class while making sure to put an extra sway to her hips for his viewing pleasure. Darren watched her ass bounce as she made her way through the classroom.

Darren didn’t feel like doing the test anymore and felt like fucking her instead. Unfortunately, it was not the time or the place. However, that didn’t stop Beatrice from teasing him throughout the class by brushing her soft ass against him whenever she walked by and shaking her ass in his direction whenever she caught him staring.

Eventually, the bell rang and signaled the end of the class. The students flooded out of the classroom as they wondered what they got on the test. Darren could care less about the test as he waited for everyone to leave the class until the two of them were alone. As soon as the last student left the classroom, her confidence seemed to disappear as she shyly glanced at Darren while twirling her hair.

“Did you like it?” questioned Beatrice as she hoped that her body would be enough to capture and hold his attention.

Darren walked up to her and gazed into Beatrice’s jewel-green eyes. Beatrice blushed in response to Darren’s strong gaze. Without warning, he slapped her ass, and she moaned in pleasure.

“You did great, Beatrice,” said Darren as he started groping her soft, pliable ass.

Beatrice shivered in pleasure as she pushed her ass further against his hand. She loved it when she called her Beatrice. No one other than him deserves to call her by that name. She was born with that name solely for him to use it.

“I think you deserve a reward for that little stunt you pulled. Wait for me here after school,” said Darren as he slapped her ass again.

She moaned in pleasure once again as she meekly nodded her head.

“I’ll see you in a bit,” said Darren as he walked out of the classroom. Students began to pour into Beatrice’s classroom immediately after as Darren breathed a sigh of relief that his little conversation with Beatrice wasn’t interrupted by anyone. He looked toward a nearby clock and counted down the time until he was able to have some fun with Beatrice.