Violating the Teacher

My name is Michael. I am an athletic, 42 year-old, divorced father who has sole custody of my 13 year-old son, Ryan. I also was blessed with a 12 inch cock!

My wife ran out on me, about two years ago, leaving me with a pile of unpaid bills, a huge mortgage, an unsatisfied sex drive and a very unhealthy attitude about women.

Last night I went to my son's middle-school for a parent/teacher conference. It seems my son is failing english and his english teacher wanted to meet with me about it. I showed up at the meeting, with not much enthusiasm, and basically just wanted to get it over with. Then, I walked in to the class room and quickly changed my mind. Ryan's teacher was a knockout!

Mrs. Serri is about my age, maybe a couple years older, but she is pretty hot and is the kind of woman I'd hit on if I met her in a bar. She has short blonde hair (kind of your typical yuppie, suburban soccer mom cut) and from what I could tell, a well-toned body and a pair of big green eyes that look like emeralds. She was wearing a navy blue dress with dark blue panty hose, and a pair of black high heels, all of which appeared a bit over dressed and stuffy for a conference, but served to accentuate the fact that she had a nice pair of legs."Maybe this conference won't be so bad, afterall" I thought. I was wrong!

I started out trying to make conversation with her and exchange the customary plesantries, hoping to start the conference off on the right foot. She would have none of that, however, and the conference immediately took a bad turn when she questioned Ryan's honesty about completing his homework assignments. She also eluded to the fact that I, as a single parent, should be more involved in Ryan's school life. "What nerve!" I thought "This woman, in spite of her looks is a real bitch!"

As she droned on with her lecture, I noticed the huge rock on her left hand. I couldn't believe the bitch was married. "She may be a looker," I thought " but she sure has a bitchy attitude.I feel sorry for her husband".

As the conference dragged on, I grew more and more angry and decided that this bitch of a teacher needed somebody to teach HER something. And I decided that I was just the guy to do it.