1. teaching teacher a lesson


    Date: 11/12/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: jacob pete, Rating: 72.7, Source: sexstories.com

    your a couple of screw ups and that's what screw ups do. They screw up. And when you do I'll be right there." She'd looked from one boy to the other with that trade mark smirk on her pretty face. She was leaning so close to Sean he could smell her subtle perfume of coconuts and sweet summer flowers, he could see the soft blond down hairs across the tops of the nice freckle dusted Cleavage pushing up out of her singlet, he could smell her breath, minty and fresh and despite his nervousness at the time he felt his cock twitch and harden in his shorts. Then she strode off down the hallway whistling an upbeat tune to herself, that great ass wriggling back and fourth under her tight gym shorts. True to her word when they did finally screw up she was right there to swoop down and catch them out. When Sean and Duncan decided today to cut class and get high behind the Gymnasium they didn't realise the McIntosh bitch was tracking them from her second story office window that over looked the sports fields. They went to their regular spot down the far corner where there was a grouping of small trees and lit up the joint. They were smoking and talking shit, laughing it up. Sean was just about to pass the doobie back to Duncan when a hand shot in and snatched it away making the boys jump. "I'll take that Mr Beak thank you!" Miss McIntosh said with authority. She had just appeared there like some sort of fucking Ninja. Sean couldn't believe it. She stood before them one hand on her hip ...
    the other holding the offending joint out before her. That annoying smirk lifting one corner of her lovely mouth causing a faint dimple in her freckled cheek. Her green eyes sparkled behind her glasses. "You don't know how happy you've made me today guys. I knew it was only a matter of time." Poor Duncan had begun to tear up "Please Miss-." He began but she cut him of curtly. "Can it fat boy. Your not talking your way out of this." Sean couldn't believe she called Duncan fat boy and he hated her for it. "OK Mr Beak, Mr Whitewall, Principals office now. Move!" Both of them jumped at her raised voice and did as they where told. What followed was a long humiliating walk to the office then a familiar scene unfolded. A long tedious speech from the principal then parents were called. Sean's Dad having to come from work was plenty pissed off. Duncan's mother berated his friend all the way out the door and then that was it. Three day suspension, grounded for ever, no play station blah blah blah from his Dad. And the whole time that bitch Pamela McIntosh stood against one wall of the office, arms folded across her chest, with a totally self-satisfied look on her face. She was really enjoying watching Sean squirm in his seat. What an absolute bitch. He'd wanted nothing more in the world at that moment than to smash his fist into that smirking, freckle covered face, Feel her long pretty nose break with a satisfying crunch, smash those glasses right into her sparkling jade eyes. But of ...
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