Failed test

The girl’s name was Cindy and she’d failed her latest midterm in maths. Not really a big deal since the rest of her grades were above average, but unless she made the retest she’d get suspended from the cheerleading squad for the rest of the term. With the big game coming up and the prom at the end of term she couldn’t lose her place in the social hierarchy otherwise she’d never get a date with Mikey, the captain of the football team. That meant drastic action was called for.

Everyone knew Mr Powell was a perv, he spent most of his lessons trying to look down girls tops or bending down to peek up their skirts under the tables, so it shouldn’t be too hard to convince him to let the midterm mark slide. Waiting until after class Cindy watched the other students filing out, waving off her friends as she hung back to talk with the teacher.

“Mr Powell? Can I have a word?” She asked politely, trying to appear sweet and innocent, just the way he liked his girls.

“This is about your midterm, isn’t it?” Mr Powell answered as he looked up from the papers he was marking. He seemed a little stern and Cindy wasn’t sure if her plan was going to work, but then his eyes dropped down to where she’d unbuttoned her blouse just far enough to give a flash of her bra beneath and she knew she had him.

Leaning forwards over the desk Cindy made sure her top hung down to give the teacher a good view of her shapely young breasts as she smiled over at him. “I know I’m supposed to sit a retest, but with the big game coming up I’m not going to have time. I was wondering, if we could come to some arrangement.”

As she spoke Cindy slipped her hand down onto Mr Powell’s lap, gently stroking her fingers against his thigh. She could see from the way he licked his lips that Mr Powell liked the sound of what she was offering and knew she’d have no problem with the test result now, but as he reached down and pulled her hand to his crotch Cindy was surprised just how far she’d have to go.