History with Ms. Bryant

You get to your next class just before the bell rings. You take your seat in the middle of the first row. This is American History with Ms. Bryant, one of your favorite teachers, because she's a young hottie just a couple years out of college. She's not here yet.

A minute later, Ms. Bryant enters the classroom in a hurry. She seems rather flushed, her pale skin rather pink. Your eyes peruse up and down her form when she comes in. She's wearing a white silk blouse that covers her ample breasts and a rather short black skirt that contains her luscious round ass. Her long shapely legs are covered in tan nylons. She is a curvy little vixen. She quickly sits down behind her desk. She takes attendance and begins her lecture about the Revoutionary War, but you are daydreaming about her scrumptious thighs wrapped around your waist, and your cock plunging into her hot pussy. You've got quite a hard-on going.

"Jack, show me your cock, please," you hear Ms. Bryant say.

You look up and the teacher is looking straight at you. You blush deeply.

"Um, could you repeat the question?" you numbly reply.

"Show me the flintlock, please," she says, pointing to a picture of several rifles on the front board.

"Oh, it's the one on the bottom, Ms. Bryant," you say.

"Just making sure you're paying attention, Jack. Thank you," she says, apparently satisfied. You are just glad she didn't want you to stand up and point to it.

The rest of class goes uneventfully, though you refrain from daydreaming until the bell...