You know I have never believed that you shouldn’t interfere between kids and their schoolteachers, I believe that is a recipe for disaster. However, one parent teachers night did get a bit hardcore when I fucked my daughters maths’ teacher for a pass. Although that is not exactly what happened, I may be a little jaded.
Not everyone on this earth likes each other when the meet, this is a fact of life, and affects students and teacers too. But a teacher is paid to teach, even if they don’t like the kid he/she is teaching. My daughter hated her maths teacher, so I couldn’t wait to find out how he felt about her.
Intimate dating can get started up in the strangest of ways sometimes although, I have to admit this was the strangest, even for me.
Mr. Fox was the dreaded teacher and I managed to get a meeting with him, he was hot. Although my daughter would have put her fingers down her throat and made retching noises if I said this to her. We actually has a lot to discuss and arranged to meet for coffee later.
Waiting just around the corner from the school at a local coffee shop, I felt a bit self-conscious, but "the Fox" arrived at about 9pm, and immediately put me at my ease. He didn’t seem to be too concerned about my child’s maths marks and told me not to worry about them, this was a minor worry.
Eventually after a few drinks he invited me back to his place, and I am ashamed to say I said yes. When we got there he didn’t mince words, just told me how much he would like to fuck me.
Getting my panties off he turned me round and fucked me standing up, against the wall, pushing his cock hard inside me from the back. This guy was in a rush.
He got to the point and as we entered the front door pinned me up against the wall and stuck his hands up my skirt, pulling down my panties at the same time.
Next thing he was stumbling across the room, carrying me along without taking his cock out, arms hooked in the back of my butt to support me. He just sank down onto his knees on the floor, dropped me onto my back and fucking me hard, missionary style.
When we eventually finished and he had climaxed explosively I asked him to mark my efforts. Laughing he gave me an A+. But contrary to what you may think, he actually made the effort to teach my child after that interlude. I am not sure if it’s because he enjoyed it so much, or if he was worried I would take him to the school board?