The next week

School life had become a living hell over the last week. The constant teasing was humiliating, especially coming from some of the girls. He sat alone and even avoided his childhood friend since elementary school, Alex. She had tried to console him:

"Don't feel bad because some immature pricks are so uptight over a boner. I bet they pop hard-ons just as often, if not more, than you," she had told him in her always blunt fashion. "Ugh, it's unbelievable how stupid they are."

There was the one bright spot of school left: first period. He had studied hard for the government test and taken it this week. Today was the day. The tests came down the rows as they were being passed back. Greg was confident he had done well, but still a bit unsure. The guy in front of him shoved the test paper at him so he could
clearly see the grade before he had his hands on it: 96. Yes! Hell yes! The mere anticipation caused his cock to get rock hard. It was actually going to happen today.

As everyone shuffled out, Greg remained seated. Once everyone had gone, Miss Abernathy walked over to Greg.

"Well, now that you've gotten the required grade, are you ready for your first reward?"

"Oh, yes," barely squeaked from his heavy lips.

Miss Abernathy stood a few feet in front of Greg and began to unbutton her blouse. Pop, one button undone. Pop, two buttons undone. More of her chest was visible.Pop, three buttons undone. Oh man, her bra-encased breasts came into view. Pop, four buttons undone. The top of her stomach was becoming visible. Pop, five buttons undone. Her blouse was almost ready to come off. She undid the last button and removed the blouse entirely. Now she stood there as she had promised, sans blouse. Her breasts formed amazing cleavage and Greg stared at them. She began to walk closer to his desk.

"Care for a closer look?" She took her hands and cupped the bra, squeezing her breasts together right in Greg's face. "There, does that make you hard?"

He nodded weakly. His dick ached so hard inside his pants. "Good. You have ten more seconds before I put my shirt back on and you have to leave. Get a good look." She stood in front of him for ten more seconds as she promised and walked over to her desk and buttoned her shirt back up. Greg tucked his penis up into his pants and ran off to the bathroom to relive himself.