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.
This strange Intimate dating ritual was something new, even for me - it is amazing how these things can get started, keep reading to find out more.
At the parents teachers evening, I managed to get an appointment to see the dreaded Mr. Fox and he was actually quite hot. We discussed the problem, but he said he thought we ought to discuss it further so we arranged to meet for coffee at 9pm after parents night was over.
The local coffee shop was just around the corner from the school and I waited there until he arrived. When he got there he definitely didn’t have my daughters’ marks on his mind, and we started chatting about everything but Shauna’s maths marks. He was actually more than just friendly.
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.
Hey, you know what, a fuck is a fuck, and if it comes my way and I like the guy, I go for it. So what if he is my kids math teacher, her marks couldn’t get worse - could they?
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?