Paying the Price

Lauren sighed and crossed one knee over the other under her desk. It was hardly fair that she should be the only one who was **** to stay back after class. She wasn't the only one who'd skipped class last week, but she was the only one who had been caught out on her lie, it seemed. Biology was so boring, especially when compared to a one day sale at her favorite shoe store. Well detention or not, her knew stiletto boots were well worth it. Besides, it could be worse. Jack Densen may be harsh, but he was totally hot. An afternoon admiring that man wasn't too bad a price to pay.

It was uncomfortably hot that afternoon as Lauren made her way back to the classroom. The white blouse of her school uniform was clinging to her where she was slick with sweat, the tartan of her 'too short for school' skirt didn't make it much cooler either. If she'd known it was going to be such a hot day she likely would have worn her hair up off her neck, instead of letting the long dark waves spill down just past her shoulders.

The room was empty save for Mr Densen, sitting at the desk at the front of the room. He indicated for Lauren to take a seat in the front and she did so, dropping her backpack beside her chair and crossing her thighs, not caring that the motion caused her skirt to ride up a little, revealing the creamy curve of her thigh, should Jack care to look.

The air-conditioning didn't seem to be working in the room, and a trickle of sweat made it's way between the valley of Lauren's full breasts. She pulled at the front of her blouse, trying to cool herself some, but it didn't do much good. Silently she waited for Mr Densen to address her, sneaking a look at him from beneath her lashes as he dealt with some papers on the desk. He really was a handsome man; tall and dark, with piercing blue eyes. He had the look of a man who worked out, someone strong, but Lauren could only make assumptions at his physique, hidden beneath the cotton of his shirt.

At long last he lifted that gaze to Lauren, and she sat up a little straighter, waiting to see just what he would have her do for this detention.