Inexperienced Professional

In the weeks following that fateful day, Lesley and Mr. Gribbin continued to set up frequent meetings for school work. In these meetings, they would get a lot done, but she didn’t learn much schoolwork. While Lesley enjoyed all of this greatly, she couldn’t help but question what exactly was going on with her and her lover. Was this just physical passion, or was there more to it? And that slut Jamie, what was she going to do about her? But, the bell rang and she began walking towards her teacher’s room after school.
“Hey babe,” he greeted her and then began a passionate kiss.
“Hey how was your day?” she asked.
“It was fine, but actually, I can’t stick around after school today. I have to get a physical,” he said.
“Well, then why don’t you stick around?” the sultry redhead asked as she grabbed his crotch.
Laughing, he said, “You know I want to babe, but I actually had something else in mind for tomorrow.”
“Oh? What’s that?” she inquired.
“Would you want to just go from school to my house?” he asked, somewhat nervous of her response.
Her hormones and emotions exploded within her, and it took all of her strength to not let them show. She calmly replied, “Sure, that sounds nice.”
“Alright, well I have to get going, but I’ll see you tomorrow beautiful,” and with that, he engaged in another passionate kiss with her.
“Bye babe,” she said, and then she left.
She didn’t know what to do with her excitement. She ran outside to her car and drove home with complete disregard to all else on the road, like a usual woman driver.
When she woke up the next day, she dressed ESPECIALLY slutty and chose not to wear any panties. The day flew by, and more than once she knew that a few boys that sat across form her had seen up her skirt. They began whispering stuff to each other, and then gave her their numbers. She couldn’t help but enjoy the attention.
At lunch, she went to visit her teacher, just to light the flame. She walked in and went right over to his desk. She jumped on his lap and began attacking him with her mouth. She grabbed his hand and pulled it between her thighs to her naked underskirt. As soon as he realized, she felt a lurch within him. She kissed him for a few more seconds, and then she left. She walked out of the room and down the hall, and she couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of what he was feeling and thinking now. She was very proud of herself and couldn’t wait to see what her actions would culminate into later that day.

After school, she drove to his house. She parked her car down the street, just to be safe that no one would grow suspicious about someone being at his house. She got out of her car and began walking towards his house. As she approached to the door, she began feeling feelings similar to what he had felt at lunch. She went to knock at the door, but there was already a piece of paper that read “Cum In.”-side me she thought. She took the sign and entered the house to a path of roses. She collected each one and followed them up the stairs. They led her straight to an empty bed.
She sat down and then she saw him, naked in all of his manliness except for a pair of briefs. He leapt at her and began undressing her. She threw her hand down the front of his briefs and began priming him up. The passion in the room was unbelievable. She felt herself growing closer to orgasm from simply pleasuring him. Growing. Growing. Until, everything stopped.
“Honey? Are you home?” came the familiar voice. Baby?”
“Quick, behind that side of the bed,” he whispered to his love, “Stay quiet and don’t move.”
At first, she had some hesitation, wanting to show this love to Jamie and shatter the slut’s world, but eventually, she obliged to her master.
Jamie walked in just as Lesley had gotten her head down. “Hey babe, what are you doing home?” she asked.
Pretending to have just woken from a nap, he answered, “Oh, I didn’t feel too well so I came home straight after school. What are you doing home?”
She began climbing onto the bed and whispering to him seductively, “Well, I had planned a romantic evening for you.” And with that she reached her hand under the covers and picked up form where the young teenager had been forced to leave off. She said into his ear, “I’m going to make all your dreams come true tonight, baby.”

He couldn’t help himself, he indulged a little bit. He kissed her and began feeling her up beneath her blouse. Lesley didn’t know what was happening exactly, but she could hear them kissing. It should have angered her, but it only made her want him more.
“Do me right now. touch me,” she pleaded, “I want you inside me.”
“Oh, you’re getting it. You won’t forget this,” he assured her. But just as they got ready to engage in an animalistic love session, with an adolescent redhead 5 feet away, Lesley was saved. The phone began ringing, but they either ignored it or couldn’t hear it among the noises that were being forced out of both of their mouths. But they heard the voice on the answering machine.
“Jamie, are you there? I really need you to come over. Brian just hit me, and I just. I need someone to be here with me please,” cried the voice of Jamie’s friend.
“God Damnit!” she screamed at the answering machine. She wanted so badly to ignore the cry for help and just be dominated by her man, but her conscious took over and she couldn’t do it. “Babe, I’m sorry, but I really have to go help her,” she apologized.
Somewhat angered, somewhat relieved, he replied, “It’s alright sweetie. Just make sure you come back to me ready. Because I’m going to give you the sex of your life.”
She winked at him and assured him, “Oh, I’ll be ready if you will,” and then she engaged in another passionate kiss. “I’ll be back in like 15 minutes honey,” she said.
Then she left, he waited for the sound of her car leaving, and then he told Lesley to come back up on the bed. “Hey, sorry about that,” he said. He was extremely afraid and worried as to what the repercussions would be of his actions. He was completely prepared to be slapped. But he wasn’t.
She had a look that spoke volumes. She wanted him, and he knew it but he didn’t know why.
“So you’re wife will be home in 15 minutes?” she asked in an innocent, schoolgirl-like way.
Confused, he replied, “Uhh yeah, something like that, but let me just say that I’m real--.” But he was interrupted. She pressed her finger to his lips, and said, “Shh.”
And then, either due to pure want of him, or to ruin the sex that Jamie would come home hoping for, she made her move.
“Well, I guess there’s time for a quickie,” and with that, she went under the covers and pulled down his briefs. As he felt himself enter her mouth again and again, he was overcome with passion. All he could do was close his eyes and relax, as the inexperienced professional made him feel like a man again.

Chapter Eleven: Innocent Lust

As she began getting dressed, she was fueled by the intensity of the previous night’s dream. Lesley was extremely excited to go to school that day, but she couldn’t quite explain why. She knew it was just a dream, but it had felt so real. She dressed similarly to how she was dressed in the dream and hurried out the door.
When she got to school, it had a familiar air to it. She was hurrying to her first class when she accidentally ran into Mr. Gribbin.
“Oh, hey dear,” said the startled teacher.
“Hey Mr. G. You look nice today,” she confidently replied.
“Wha- oh. Thanks. Um, you look nice today too,” he stumbled to say.
“Thanks. Gotta go to class, see ya later,” and with that, she walked past him to her class. She could feel his eyes on her back and her ass, but she continued to walk without glancing back.
She managed her way through her first two blocks. And as she approached her calculus classroom, she could hardly contain her excitement. She walked right in and sat next to Nate. She picked up where she had left off the previous day. She kissed him and took her seat.
“Alright class, today, we are just going to have fun. Sound good?” said the teacher. He was feeling something special too, she knew it.
The class responded with a collective “Hell Yeah”, and everyone began just hanging out. It was an extremely unexpected thing to have happen in a class. He began grading the tests that the class had taken the previous day.
Lesley was confused because he was paying no attention to her. She decided that she needed to do something to try and grab his attention. She walked up to his desk and made her move.
Leaning over in front of him, she said, “Hey Mr. G, can you help me out with something?” As she said it, she blatantly made it possible for him to see her cleavage.
Without looking up from his papers, he responded, “Not now Lesley. Maybe after class if there is time.”
Confused, Lesley hit a few pens off of his desk. “Oops, I’ll get those,” she said. And with that, she bent over and picked each one up slowly.
He didn’t look up.
Feeling like an absolute failure, she said, “Oh, alright. Yeah, I guess I’ll try and come back after class.”
She walked back to her desk and sat down. Lesley hadn’t completely noticed it, but the balance of power had just swung back in favor of the teacher. He had gained the upper hand, and he knew it. As she turned around to go back to her table, he raised his head slightly and watched the confused redhead make her way back to the desk. He smiled.
When the bell rung, the class left, but Lesley remained. She walked over to the teacher.
“Mr. Gribbin, do you have time?” she asked.
“What? Time for what?” said the teacher, even though he knew what she meant.
She continued, “With the homework. Can I have some help?”
“Oh. Um, yeah I still have some work. But yeah, what can I do for you?” he said.
She asked her questions, and he gave his answers. The whole time, he knew that she wanted him more and more, but he continued to play hard to get. This continued until he decided she had had enough.
“So Lesley, how are you doing?” he said compassionately.
Relieved that he had actually begun showing interest, she said, “I’m doing good. How are you doing?”
“Good good. Life is good. You are looking very pretty lately,” he said, not trying to hide his obviousness.
“Oh. You look really good. That tie is really sexy,” she replied.
Then, silence fell upon the two. It wasn’t awkward. It was only broken when he made his move. He pulled her by the back of her head towards him. She didn’t resist, and their lips met.
It was nothing like the dream. It was with feeling. He wanted her as much she wanted him, and they both knew it. She felt as if she could erupt, and then they heard the doorknob.
They shot away from away each other, and both threw their eyes towards the door. Lesley couldn’t believe it. Was her dream coming true? What was happening?
And then Nate entered the room. Relieved, Lesley let out her breath.
“Oh, sorry. Am I interrupting something?” asked Nate.
“Interrupting? What could you be interrupting? You silly boy,” said the young teen. She and Mr. Gribbin’s eyes met. As they did, the passion was almost equal to what had been felt during the kiss.
“So, we’ll continue this tomorrow?” asked the suddenly shy girl, not quite knowing what to expect.
“Oh. Um. Yeah, definitely. Tomorrow, yeah,” said the young teacher.
And with that, she walked out of the room. As she got out, she collapsed with excitement and passion. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. It was all too much to handle, everything was perfect, and there was only one person that had the ability to ruin it. Jamie.

Chapter Ten: CIRswallowmyCUMFERENCE

That night, Lesley’s dreams were filled with thoughts of the final look she had seen Mr. Gribbin give her. The look of worry. Of envy. Of lust. The look that screamed that he wanted her.
She jumped out of bed, dressed similarly to how she had the day before. She flew out the door and entered the school with extreme excitement. She experienced similar looks to the ones she had received yesterday. But today, they meant nothing to her. She had her thoughts focused on one man. Mr. Gribbin.
She forced herself through her first two classes and finally, she reached calculus. As much as she wanted to just grab her man and indulge in him, she restrained herself. She grabbed her boytoy, Nate, and picked up where they had left off. She grabbed his crotch blatantly in the middle of class and surprisingly, only the teacher noticed. He stuttered and spilled his coffee. Lesley was the only one to help him.
As she bent over to help clean up the mess, she noticed the growing bulge in Mr. Gribbin's pants. Once again, she knew she had him. So she dabbed at his groin with the paper towel to give him a taste. He flinched but did well to withhold his urge to grab her and dominate her.
She went back to her seat, but much to her confusion, no one seemed phased by the events that had just took place. She had openly grabbed her teacher’s erection and yet nobody made any notice of it. However, she dismissed these thoughts quickly and continued to focus her attention on Nate. With each pencil she dropped in his lap and each successive aggressive grab at his genitals, Nate grew more and more horny. He couldn’t take it anymore. “Can I go to the bathroom?” asked Nate urgently.

Mr. Gribbin obliged and then looked at Lesley, who had a large smile that showed how proud of herself she was. Mr. Gribbin was no fool. And he knew just why Nate had left the classroom by the way he had walked out slightly hunched over. It only fueled his lust for this young girl. His passion and desire for her was as fiery red as the adolescent’s hair.
The bell rang and everyone proceeded to leave the room. As Lesley was walking over, she made it a point to be last. She shut the door behind every one else and turned to see Mr. Gribbin, who had not taken his eyes off of her.
“I was wondering if you could help me out with some stuff,” asked the redhead with a slight wink.
“What do you want?” said the teacher powerfully, as if he couldn’t care less if he had her or not.
“Well, I am having some difficulty with the stuff we have been doing recently. I can’t quite grasp the formula for finding the circumference of a circle,” said the seductive young girl.
“If you stopped flirting with Nate so much and kept your damn hands to yourself, maybe you’d know the stuff,” stated the teacher.
“Does it bother you? Looks like someone is getting jealous,” said the girl in an almost evil and proud manner.
“Jealous? No. I have a beautiful girlfriend. One that loves me. You know, that girl you wish you were,” and before he knew what he was saying, the words had left Mr. Gribbin’s mouth. Lesley seemed almost happy to hear it. She liked the fight he was showing.

Leaning into him slowly, she said, “Well, and what if you were right?” And with that she touched his shirt and gently lifted it up.
“I think we’d have a problem--,” began the teacher, but before he could finish, Lesley interjected.
“Problem? There’s no problem,” stated Lesley. And then she attacked his mouth. The passion was overwhelming and they were both undoubtedly horny for each other. They continued making out for what seemed to be ten minutes, until Lesley made the next move. She pushed him away and slowly dragged her fingers down to his belt.
She undid the belt with extreme ease and began pulling his pants.
“Lesley, wait,” started the teacher.
“Shut up,” said the young girl with a lick of her lips.
As she began swallowing him, she understood the true girth of everything she had dreamed of. The culmination of the school year. Everything she had wished. With each breath for air, she heard her master moan. As it neared the end, she could feel it ending. And then, in one instant, time stood still, and it happened. She felt it. All of it, at the back of her throat, and she let go down with ease. And then the door swung open.
As Lesley turned, she saw Jamie enter, looking absolutely dumbfounded. As she opened her mouth to scream her anger, all that came out was, “Let’s get N-A-S-T-Y, get ready for a nasty ride.”

She awoke at this sound of the alarm radio and realized that it had all been a dream. She got out of bed with a look of pure satisfaction and began getting ready for school. It was gonna be a good day, she could feel it.