Page 3 of Tempting Her Teacher

He turned his attention back to the tests and started grading the ones from the students around her. They’d gotten two separate tests, and he was pleased with the results as he turned to the test she and the rest of the class had taken. Most of them were normal, a few had done better than expected, but when he graded her test, his anger peaked. She’d missed nearly every question on it, and what was worse was the answers matched those of Janet who sat next to her perfectly.

“That little cheat,” he said balling his hand to stop from storming out to find her, demands answers immediately.

He thought back over the class and swore under his breath, realizing she’d been staring off as she took it, thinking about who knew what. She likely just copied off of the nearest and easiest person to get it filled out before the end of the period. Janet wrote her letters huge, to make no mistake over them and Megan could have seen them and hurriedly copied them not realizing that it was a different test.

He caught her before the games were to start and moved her into an empty room staring at her while she grinned. “What’s wrong Mr. Meyers? Don’t worry I have my bloomers on…nothing under them but they’re on,” she said with a teasing smile that made him so fucking hard it was almost impossible to breathe.

“You’re not going out there and cheering tonight Megan.”

“I’m not? Why?” she asked lifting a brow his way. “If you want to play with me that’s one thing but people might get suspicious if we’re both absent.”

“No, you’re not cheering tonight because you cheated and failed the test today.”

“No, I didn’t,” she lied trying to stop herself from admitting the truth.

“Yes, you did. There were two versions of the test Megan. Janet had a different one and surprisingly your answers matched hers perfectly. All it’ll take is one word and you’re off the team entirely.”

“But then you won’t get to see me cheer or ride the buses with me anymore. You won’t be able to watch me play with myself or show you my wet lips again…” she teased enjoying the way his eyes tightened and lit with hunger at her words. Finally she could see her interest in him was more than fully returned and she loved it.

“And you think that’s enough to let me forget you cheated?”

“Maybe…” she said with a shrug giving him a full grin as he breathed harder.

“Tell me, why did you cheat at all? You know this stuff Megan,” he added, his eyes softening a bit and god, she wasn’t expecting to see or enjoy true concern in his eyes as he asked the question. It was doing awful things to her. Things that touched something deep inside her she knew had to stay hidden. Getting him to fuck her was one thing. Getting him to want more than that she knew was impossible.

“I was distracted,” she said with a little shrug trying to ignore the panging inside her. “I was thinking about you and your fully aroused cock. You tasting me on my finger…”

“I see,” he said, his muscles rippling the tiniest bit at her words, pleasing her that she could get a rise out of him. “What do you propose we do about that then?”

“You could let me take the test over while I let you look all you want at my pussy,” she suggested with a grin as his throat tensed as he swallowed while she lifted the edge of her skirt, showing off the top of her thighs.

“There’s no punishment in that, you get what you want, but I get nothing but a fleeting little view?”

“What do you think we should do then?” she asked seeing the way his eyes traveled over her body. She was wet again and wanted him to show her what she was missing out on. Her nipples were tight buds in her bra, and they almost hurt with her arousal.

“I think…that if you want to take the test over you have to earn it,” he said unable to stop from reaching for her finally, making her wetter. He slid his hand under her skirt as she dropped it and cupped her pussy tightly in his hand.

“A completely private showing of all of it?” she asked as her body tingled at the tight grasp.

“And more,” he groaned feeling the little shiver that raced through her at his tight hold. It made his cock even harder, and he wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her and take her right here, in this empty room, where anyone could walk by and see. That, however, was pure madness. A surefire way to get him fired and likely arrested. “You want to be fucked, don’t you Megan? So I’ll give you everything you want. I’ll fuck you and let you take the test over while you’re taking my cock in this little pussy…but it’ll be my way.”

“Which is?” she asked gasping when he pushed her bloomers aside and forced a finger inside her tight little sheath.

“I take what I want. I take you however I want, and you simply say ‘yes, more sir’,” he stated curling his finger inside her, flicking it over her g-spot.

“I think I can live with that,” she said around her chewing gum.

“No morefuckinggum. The only things in this mouth will be my fingers, my cock, my balls, my tongue, and my gag,” he statedreaching into her mouth to get rid of it. He grabbed her tongue and held it tightly adding, “Is that understood?”

She nodded her head, and he pulled on her tongue.

“What was that?”

“Yes, sir…more, sir,” she said around his hold, and he flicked her g-spot again before removing his hand from her body, leaving her as keyed up as he was.

“Lick it clean. Can’t smell like pussy out on the court,” he said, resting his finger on her tongue, groaning inwardly when she sucked and cleaned it perfectly. “That reminds me…you fuck any of my team and I will make sure you get a reputation is that clear? You and your pussy will belong to me for as long as I want it, as long as I decide it needs to be punished for being a failing cheater.”

“Yes sir,” she said with a grin.

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