Introduction. The Manor is a finishing school for girls aged between eighteen and twenty one. They come from all aspects of life with a view of changing them into successful women. Problem is they have backgrounds that would be suited more to the porn industry. The only other problem is the staff. All women and as things progress it will turn out they are all just as bad.
While looking endlessly for a new job, I finally came across a vacancy for a teaching job at an all girl boarding school named the Manor. I researched the school and found it was a school of correction for girls aged between eighteen and twenty one. Hardly girls more like young women.
With my qualifications of English, Maths, Social skills it seemed perfect. I sent a email requesting an application form, which arrived in my mail two days later. I went through it carefully as this was seeming to be my best chance of a new job and career for ages.
Speeding forwards, a couple of weeks later a reply came through the letter box. I opened the envelope and opened the letter. It was inviting me for a interview at the end of the month.
This was great news, and I was to be interviewed by one Miss Lisa Fernandez. Wow she sounded hot, but I needed to be professional as she was the deputy Head Mistress. I sorted out a suit and shirt and got it prepared for the interview as this was a great opportunity.
The day arrived, it was a long drive which bothered me a bit, travelling to and from the place could be demanding, but the drive was a pleasant one with lots of country views. But I finally arrived the school. I could see it was a huge old building, and probably built for some lord in the 1800's.
I drove up the gravel driveway and finally parked up. I sat for a second I felt nervous so I composed myself, if only I knew what I was getting myself into would I have come here? Who knows.
I arrived at the main entrance opened the large antique main door and walked in. The hall way smelt old, and looked it to. There were no signs so I had no idea where to go. Over in the distance not to far away I noticed a girl sitting on a chair. I walked over to her to see if she could help me out.
"Excuse me but I am trying to find the deputy heads office would you be able help me?" I asked.
She looked up at me, big hazel eyes, and long dark brown hair, she was slim with a light blue shirt hidden by a dark blue cardigan. Her skirt was pleated blue plaid with black stockings to finish the look. I joked to myself that if all the girls looked like this, was I in trouble, I could feel it.
"Why sure my name is Tracy let me take you there." She replied. Getting up from the chair and instructing me to follow her.
As we walked my eyes began to wander, her skirt just covered her backside. Her stocking tops visible. Then she caught me looking at her arse as she turned her head to say something.
"So are you here for a job? We have only had one man teacher here before but he did not last long. Are you a long laster?" She asked in a flirty manner.
"Well its a good building Tracy and I do feel comfortable here. But I got to try and get the job first." I replied very nervously.
"Oh I think you will be ok Sir." I had no idea what she meant by that but It would not be long till I found out. We got to the office door, I thanked Tracy for her help, she smiled and looked at me again in a flirty way and a big smile.
And slowly walked off. I took a breath knocked on the door, the instruction to enter came straight away. I opened the door and walked in. Over in the far corner was a desk with who I assumed was Miss Fernandez. I introduced myself and sat down.
Miss Fernandez, how could I describe her? Long straight black hair, narrow glasses, a purple silk shirt with her tits bulging, the buttons straining to keep them in. I could just make out a short tight black skirt with stockings. This was Not what I was expecting from a deputy head mistress.
"Hello, Well So how do you like the building?" She asked.
"Well yes it is a impressive building how old is it?" I asked trying not to look at her heaving chest which was a difficult task.
"Oh a few hundred years old. But anyway enough of the bricks and mortar talk, your here about the vacancy. Now I have checked your CV and it is very impressive. Your social skills are excellent. Tell me why did you choose this school?" She asked looking over her glasses and in a strict and firm voice.
"Well the job seemed to fit my skills and to be honest on researching I found that well if you don't mind me saying that there are some students that could benefit from what I can offer in a social way."
"Well fair point, we have twenty girls here at the moment, we try to turn them around by the time they get to twenty two, they arrive at between eighteen and nineteen, They have many issues, and some bad attitudes, how do you think you would cope with them being as their university's etc had trouble with them?" Miss Fernandez asked.
"Well depending on the problem, I would keep the relationship if you want to call it that on a professional basis. It does not pay to appear to be forward if the person is of sensitive nature." I replied in a confident but professional manner.
"Yes very true, but the girls here are not of that nature, they are very forward, and have a high sexual drive, that is the main reason why they are here to change their attitudes." She replied playing with her hair.
As she explained this she swivelled her chair round and crossed her stockinged leg over the other, her stiletto foot dangling in my direction, she seemed very forward herself and very confident.
"So how would you cope if one of them say came onto you? I am sorry but I do need to know as it is quite important you know what you could be getting into." She explained.
This was going to be a struggle, I had to think and think fast, and what with Miss Fernandez sitting opposite me being quite forward herself this was going to be hard to answer. She was flirting with me, and I sensed she was trying to sound me out about my sexual habits. I came out with the answer of keeping professional and finding avoiding things to distract and calm the situation.
She seemed to approve of the answer and as she moved closer I was beginning to think she really did not care what I came out with. This was a strange place I felt, and yes she was turning me on but I kept my composure and concentrated on the interview.
The interview went on for about another thirty minutes the questions were more like trying to find out if I was some sort of sex maniac, she kept staring at me through her narrow glasses, as though she was un dressing me, then something came out that I was not expecting.
"So with all the talk done how would you like to meet your class?"
I had got the job! I felt overjoyed and nervous at the same time, as though I had entered a brothel for the first time, saying that this place was fast giving me the feeling of being a brothel. What with Tracy and Miss Fernandez who gave me the feeling she just wanted to jump me my nerves quickened.
"Well yes ok that would be great." I replied.
"Good, welcome to the Manor. Now I will give the head Ms Jenkins all your details, you know bank details etc. We actually have a flat you can use rather than travel, being as you are quite far away I will get one of the girls to show you where it is how does that sound?"
"Well yes that's fine thanks very much." I nervously gulped.
She got out of her chair, slowly I might add, as if to show me what she had to offer, her cleavage bulging forwards as she leant forwards, her skirt up her thighs, her long stockinged legs. We went off and down a long old corridor wooden floors and wooden patterned walls pounded out the echo of Miss Fernandez's stiletto steps.
"This lot will be your main group, and you will take two other classes and cover the other coaches when on leave."
We arrived at the class, I took a breath and in we went. There was silence. There was a stand in teacher. Miss Fernandez introduced her as Ms Kellie and informed me that all coaches are titled with their first names.
"Girls this is your new coach, you will call him Sir, is that ok?"
