It has never been my strong point to keep my mouth shut when dealing with my kids and their teachers. My daughter had a problem with maths, but she also hated the teacher on sight and this wasn’t helping her marks. Things got a bit hardcore however when I fucked her maths teacher after a parents night, for a pass.
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.
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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.
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.
He fucked me while I was pinned against the wall, just picked me up by the legs and plopped me down on his cock. Pushing it hard inside me, with very little ceremony.Stumbling across o the lounge he carried me to the dining room table and sat me there while tearing at my top, and lying me back on the table. Hooking my legs around his back, I pulled him into me, harder and harder.
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.
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