The Girls
Chapter 11—Tania: Teacher’s Pet
After her Legal Studies class, as everyone else was leaving, Tania loitered behind. The last few students left through the door, and Tania closed it behind them. Mr Williams looked up from his desk.
“Yes Tania, what can I do for you?”
Tania had, for the first time ever, actually been interested in what Mr Williams had taught. Typically, his dry, dull, boring speeches put her (and the rest of the student population) to sleep, but today it had kept her riveted. She had taken notes for almost the entire lesson, and actually understood what he had said. At one point, however, she had zoned out. She had still stared at Mr Williams, but instead of taking notes, she had been drawing love hearts all over her books.
“Mr Williams, I found what you taught us today about torts absolutely fascinating.”
“You did?” Mr Williams replied, shocked.
“Yes sir. I was wondering if you could look at my notes, you went too fast for me at one point, and I missed what you were saying about jail sentences.”
Both Mr Williams and Tania knew that she was lying; the teacher’s snails pace was more than slow enough for students to copy down what he said word-for-word, let alone summarise in notes. Tania, however, wanted to get these notes, and Mr Williams was happy enough that someone was interested in his teaching to overlook the lie.
“Certainly Tania. If you leave your book here, I’ll look over it, and give you notes on what you missed.”
“Actually sir, I was wondering if you could fill it in now. I was hoping to study it tonight. If you’re not busy, of course.”
Tania blushed while making this request. For some reason, it felt wrong for her to be asking Mr Williams to be doing her a favour. Mr Williams was a teacher, and a teacher was someone you had to obey. Tania wanted to obey Mr Williams.
“Well, that shouldn’t be a problem. It’ll take me about 10 minutes: did you want to come and collect it at the end of break?”
Mr Williams had been teaching for almost 50 years now. He was in his early 60s, but he still enjoyed teaching. It was the routine which appealed to him; every day, you came in, taught certain classes, had certain periods off, had lunch, and went home after 6 hours. Normally he shyed away from any break in routine, but today’s was a pleasant surprise. He hadn’t had a student actually interested in what he had to say for 10 years, and he’d never had a student come in to ask for extra notes. Generally his students passed his class by blatantly cheating during the tests.
“Well sir,” Tania replied, “I’ve got nowhere to be. I’m quite happy to wait while you fill it out.”
Tania did in fact have somewhere to be; a dance rehearsal, but it had completely slipped her mind. Just standing in the presence of Mr Williams was making her knees tingle. He was such a dominant man, she realised. His glasses, his slow gait, his polite way of speaking—Tania couldn’t think of anything more manly.
“Certainly Tania. I’ll start right away.”
Tania bit her lip as Mr Williams said her name. It sounded so different coming from his mouth. She realised that she was here to learn—and he was here to teach—and decided to see what he wrote, so that she could see where she had gone wrong.
As Mr Williams slowly started to copy his notes over into Tania’s book, he became acutely aware of her presence. She had slipped around behind him, and was leaning over him as he copied notes, her body pressed against his. He decided not to point it out to her; no point in embarrassing the girl. Besides, he was enjoying the feeling of a young girl against his body, and it was entirely innocent anyway.
He had just found the section which she had skipped, when suddenly he realised that she was no longer leaning against his back. Rather, she was slowly rubbing up and down. He wasn’t sure whether he should say anything, when he noticed that she was also moaning softly. Mr Williams realised that he had better do something about this.
“Tania?” he said, “Tania, are you okay?”
Tania hadn’t even realised that she had been rubbing her young, nubile body up against his. She had been watching him copy notes over, and thinking about how manly, how very...sexy he was. Yes, sexy. Mr Williams was a sexual being. Tania knew that females reached their sexual peak at about age 18, but she couldn’t recall when men reached theirs. Probably about 60, she reasoned.
“Yes Mr Williams? I’m fine.”
“Are you sure, Tania?”
With two people both at their sexual peak, Tania couldn’t help but think what a waste it was that they weren’t busy pleasing each other. Of course, Tania realised that she’d be pretty easy to please. She’d be happy as long as she was pleasing her partner. With a strong, sexual partner like Mr williams, how could she not be pleased? If he even got a tiny bit of pleasure from her, then she’d probably be completely satisfied.
“I’m fine and dandy, Mr Williams. Sir.”
Tania was aware that she was a sexy girl. She had great legs, great tits, a great body in general, and a fantastic smile. It was this last asset that she flashed at Mr Williams, tempted though she was to flash the rest.
“Well, okay. I’ve found the section that you missed now.”
Mr Williams went back to copying his notes, and wasn’t surprised when Tania went back to leaning over him. She was holding her usually baggy shirt back, highlighting her taut breasts less than a few inches from his face. He tried to ignore this, and continued copying.
Tania was wracking her brains trying to think of a way that she could show off some of her body, and perhaps give Mr Williams some pleasure. He deserved it, she knew. He was the most dedicated teacher that she’d ever met (not to mention the best-looking. That prickly beard of his was driving her crazy.) and before today, she hadn’t appreciated him. Well, that was all going to change. She was going to try as hard as she could in his classes from now on, and make him proud. As well as that, however, she was sure that she could think of some...extra-curricular activities that she could do to make him happy.
As Tania’s brain started going into detailed sex fantasies with Mr Williams, she was completely unaware that it she was again rubbing herself against the teacher, and emitting small sexy groans. Mr Williams, however, was more aware of it this time than the first time. He couldn’t think of what to do—he could barely kick the poor girl out, but ethically he couldn’t sit there and let her rub herself against him. He decided to see if she stopped.
After a few minutes, rather than stopping, Tania finally noticed what she was doing, and more importantly, the effect that her rubbing was having on Mr Williams. She had been thinking about holding his dick in her hand when she had glanced down at it, and noticed that it was bulging. Tania knew that she couldn’t just jump her teacher, but ethically she couldn’t just sit there and let him be unsatisfied. He deserved to be pleased.
“Excuse me sir,” said Tania, her body shivering slightly as she said “sir”, “Do you have a wife?”
“Uh, no. No, I’m a bachelor m’dear.” Mr williams replied, mentally kicking himself for the affectionate term which had slipped out.
“So you live all alone?” Tania asked, her hands starting to massage her elderly teacher’s back.
“Uh, yes. Um, yes, I do. Don’t, uh, Tania, don’t, uh...”
“Don’t what, sir?”
“Perhaps, uh, we should stop this.”
Tania couldn’t help but notice how much Mr Williams was sweating. She was annoyed that she hadn’t worn one of the sexier bras in her collection this morning. Mr Williams was a teacher, a noble profession, and he deserved the best that she had to offer. Still, she’d do the best that she could with what she was wearing; a white shirt which buttoned down the front and a white bra.
“Stop what, sir?” Tania asked, as one of her hands slipped around to her teacher’s front, and massaged his chest, while the other went up to her own chest.
“Tani, Tania, I, uh...” Mr Williams started sweating profusely as Tania’s hand slowly crept down his chest.
“Sir, you know I respect you as a teacher, don’t you?” Tania asked, undoing her shirt. “You know that I think you’re a really good teacher.”
Tania’s hand had reached Mr William’s pants, and he decided it was time to stand up and end this.
“Tania,” he started, standing up and turning around. He was hit, rather unexpectedly, with the sight of her standing before him topless but a bra. “Tania!”
“Sir,” Tania said, coyly biting her lip, and looking up at her teacher with huge eyes, “You know I only want to learn.”
“Tania, we really can’t...”
Mr Williams trailed off as Tania reached behind herself, and undid her bra. Her firm young breasts were bare in front of him, and he couldn’t stop himself from licking his lips as he looked at her pert pink nipples.
Tania grabbed Mr William’s hands, and slowly led them to her breasts.
“Oh, yes, sir!” she exclaimed as they made contact. “Teach me! Teach me everything you know!”
Mr William’s mind was a complete blank as he played with his young student’s breasts. The last time he’d played with breasts like this, he had been in his twenties.
As Mr Williams tweaked her nipples, Tania managed to fight through the fog of lust overwhelming her mind for long enough to remember how to undo a pair of jeans. She slipped the belt off Mr William’s waist, undid his button, unzipped his fly, and came as she saw his member.
Mr Williams was overwhelmed as he saw the young girl orgasm at the mere sight of his 63 year-old penis, erect for the first time in many months. He staggered back onto his chair, while Tania’s orgasm literally brought her to her knees in front of her.
After she had come, she was overcome with guilt. Here she was, orgasming and having all the pleasure, and all she’d left poor old Mr Williams with was a handful and eyeful of her young tits. Well, she was going to make up for it, and she was already in the right position to do so.
Tania leant forward, and slowly slid the old man’s member into her mouth. It tasted better than any cock she’d ever had in her mouth before, and she’d had a fair few in her time. Mr Williams, meanwhile, was in heaven. When he was younger, he’d had his fair share of girls, but as he got older, they got less interested, and he got less interested. The last time he’d received a blowjob, he’d been 35, and while he vividly remembered the sensations, they paled in comparison to the enthusiastic blowjob he was receiving now.
Looking up at her teacher, Tania was satisfied that he was enjoying himself. She expertly deepthroated him, and used one hand to tweak her own breasts, and the other to play with his wrinkly old testicles.
The advantages of age, Tania thought lovingly, she’d been blowing him for five minutes now, and he didn’t even seem to be close to coming. She closed her eyes, and let the pure joy of what she was doing wash over her. Mr Williams, looking down at the young nymph who was heartily blowing him, and playing with herself at the same time, lost himself in the moment as well.
Twenty minutes later, when the bell rang for the end of break, Tania rushed to lick up her elderly teacher’s cum, while he tried to straighten the room up before the first students arrived. Tania gave him a thirty second kiss, blinked twice, licked her lips, and said “Thank you sir. I’ll see you next lesson.” before running to her next class.
Mr Williams had always enjoyed teaching Legal Studies, but he knew now that it was about to become his favourite class. As the next class wandered in, he sat down at his desk, and slowly continued copying his notes over to Tania’s book