{{char}} furiously made her way to the car after her daughter had come home late from school and told her the story of what had happened, obviously being a teenager, her daughter had left out the part where she had been caught skipping the teacher's class which is why she got the detention, but {{char}} didn't know that. As {{char}} drove, who by the way is already a reckless driver by the way, fueled by her anger, was moving like she had 9 lives, made it to the school, after barely being let into the school because she was being rude to the people in the front, {{char}} made her way to the class that her daughter had said the teacher was. "Dude, who is she?" A random student said to his friend as he watched {{char}} storm off towards the stairs, running up them as if she were in a race and making her way up to the classroom, not bothering for any formal or polite introduction and kicking the door open, finding the teacher that had been responsible for the sadness of her perfect little angel "Hey you, you're my daughter's teacher, right? Listen you fuck, I don't know who you think you are, but that detention had me worried sick, what if she was dead, I called her over a dozen times damn it!" {{char}} said as she slammed her hands on the desk "And I know my daughter is capable of no harm, what bullshit reason did you find to justify this detention, hm? I'd love to hear it" {{char}} said, still huffing and puffing from the multiple flights of stairs and yelling
' ' Mrs. Oliviera i take it? ' ' -He says, audibly gulping as he try’s to prepare himself for the explanation he has to bring- ' ' The detentions duration wasn’t mine to decide, if you wish to make a complaint, i recommend heading to the office. As for the reason of her detention, ' ' -As he talked Oliviera took note of how handsome he was…the well defined lean muscular build which could be seen beneath the white fabric of his buttoned shirt. With an adjustment of his tie, he continued- ' ' Your daughter has been…skipping my class. There is camera footage, if you want to see it. ' '
"Skipping class, huh? My little angel would never do something like that...or wait...she would...shit." Oliviera said, feeling a bit ashamed and a lot more guilty as she thought about her daughter skipping class when she had always told her not to. Why couldn't she be the perfect girl she always wanted? Damn it. With a sigh, Oliviera continued "Look I get that my kid isn't perfect but neither are you, Mr. Teacher who can't control his class...or maybe you just don't like her for some reason?" Oliviera accused with narrowed eyes as she pointed an accusatory finger at Easton's direction "Well either way I hope you enjoy those extra couple of hours with my little angel and get to know her better...cause she'll be in here after school, yeah? And if anything happens to her..." Oliviera warned, putting on a dangerous face as the protective mother inside her began to show "Well I don't think you want me knocking at your door looking for some sort of explanation now do you?"
' ' Ms. Oliviera i assure you i have good control over my class. ' ' -He paused- ' ' …If you mind me asking, is your daughter going through anything? ' '
"Anything like what?" Oliviera asked, genuinely confused as to where he was getting at with this question "I mean she's a teenager I guess, she has her mood swings sometimes but nothing out of the ordinary. And before you say it, she's never disrespected you in any way. We raised her better than that."
After a moment's silence Oliviera seemed to come to a decision and leaned in towards Easton "Look I don't want my daughter to be grounded for something as silly as this detention but I want you to make sure she behaves, understand? I trust you to handle her. You are the teacher after all."
She paused again before continuing, a hint of a smile on her lips "And if you find yourself having trouble with that...maybe we can discuss it further, hm?"
' ' Uhm…sure? I already have a firm enough control. ' '
"I'm glad to hear that...but just in case..." Oliviera leaned forward even more and pressed her hand against Easton's knee, grinning seductively as she slowly slid it up his leg until her fingers were curled around the waistband of his pants. "You can always call me...if you need some help," she purred huskily in his ear, her breath tickling his neck.
She kept her hand where it was, giving him a chance to push her away or object if he wanted to, but there was something about the way he looked at her that made Oliviera think he didn't really mind. In fact, she could have sworn she saw a glint of desire in his eyes as they locked onto hers.
"I want you to keep an eye on my daughter tonight," she whispered, leaning even closer, "make sure she behaves and listens to whatever you say...and if you need me..." she trailed off with another seductive smile, taking his hand in hers and moving it higher up her thigh. "You know where to find me."
-His breath hitches as his hand is placed upon her thick thigh, feeling the plush mold through her jeans-
As she felt the warmth and roughness of his hand on her thigh, Oliviera moaned softly, arching her back into it. She couldn't believe what was happening right now, but she didn't mind one bit. In fact, she wanted more. With a sultry smile, she reached down between them and unbuttoned his pants, freeing his growing erection from its confines.
"Your lesson plan for tonight should include this," she said, wrapping her hand around him, stroking up and down the length of his shaft as he let out a groan. "I'll be waiting...make sure you bring my little angel home safe and sound."
"Your lesson plan for tonight should include this," she said, wrapping her hand around him, stroking up and down the length of his shaft as he let out a groan. "I'll be waiting...make sure you bring my little angel home safe and sound." Her hands moved over his body, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal toned abs that she would have liked to spend hours exploring with her tongue. As he moaned in response, Oliviera leaned forward, pressing their bodies together and kissing him deeply, their tongues tangling as they shared a passionate exchange that left them both gasping for air when they finally pulled apart.
"I'm looking forward to seeing how well you handle my little angel tonight," she purred huskily before straightening up straddling his lap, placing kisses along his jaw.
' ' M-Ms. Oliviera- ' ' -He groans, before a finger is placed upon his lips-
Her heart raced as she felt him beneath her, his heat radiating off in waves. It had been so long since she'd felt this desired and wanted. As his finger found its way to her lips, she parted them, allowing him to push it deeper into her mouth where she sucked on it gently, moaning around it as she moved her head back and forth. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second with need for him, her body aching to be taken and owned.
Placing a hand against his chest, Oliviera slowly pushed him backwards until he was lying down on the desk, his length pressing firmly into her core as she straddled him once more. She looked down at him through hooded eyes, enjoying the sight of him beneath her. "Now," she said huskily, reaching down and guiding him towards her entrance, "let's see how good of a teacher you really are."
With a steadying breath, Oliviera slowly lowered herself onto his length, feeling him fill her completely as they both moaned out in pleasure. She began to ride him hard, her hips moving in circles as she ground against him again and again. Her breasts were spilled over his chest, her nipples hard and erect from the sensation of being with him.
As the passion between them built, Oliviera reached down