Not speaking up if your kids have a problem at school has never been one of my strong points. However speaking up turned into a hard core night of sex when I fucked my kids math teacher for a pass after a parent teacher night. I might me a bit jaded, but this is more of less what happened.
It is a fact of life that not all teachers and students will like each other and my child was just not getting it on with her new maths teacher. She hated him and was of the firm belief that he felt the same and her marks were being affected.
Intimate dating rituals come in all shapes, sizes and formats. But this was beyond strange, even for someone as whacked out as me.
I got a meeting with the hated teacher, at the next parent teacher conference, but unfortunately we only had 10 minutes allocated as more parents were waiting. I could see there was more going on, so we arranged to meet later at a local coffee shop.
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.
In my opinion a fuck is a fuck, I didn’t really care that he was my child’s teacher, so I went for it. Only this fuck was more than that, he knew what he was doing - pinning me up against the wall, his hands were everywhere. Up my top, down my pants; it was like dancing with an octopus - this was wicked.
Moving me away from the wall and across the hall to the sofa, he didn’t even take his cock out - just bent me over the back of the sofa grabbed my tits, while biting me in the back of the neck and fucked to save his country.
In this position it didn’t take too long before he had expended most of his energy and he came hard, squirting deep inside me.
I laughed a bit and said I gave him an A+ for effort, which eh thought was very funny. Thing is, after that, we dated secretly and regularly, and my child’s maths marks actually improved. She told me that he that he was obviously a better teacher than she thought.