Mike Harris, the handsome, new History teacher in the local high school, was nervous, even scared. He had good reason to be; the young woman who was wearing a mini skirt and no bra and who had just walked into his small office had a reputation for coming on to men and getting them in trouble if they didn't do what she wanted.
"What can I do for you, Monica," he asked.
"I want you to eat my cunt and fuck me. Right now."
Mike was startled, both at the demand and at the crude language. "You don't mean that."
"Yes, I do mean it and if you don't do what I say, you'll be in a world of shit."
"Even if I wanted to, I can't have sex with a student. I could get into all kinds of trouble."
"Why? I turned 18 last month."
"Even so, you're still a student. I could get fired and even arrested if I so much as laid a hand on you. Now get out of my office."
"You WILL get fired and arrested if you don't eat my cunt and fuck me. Do you know what happened to Mr. Swenson last semester?"
Mike knew what had happened. The same student who was now in his office had claimed Johnnie Swenson tried to rape her. She even showed police her torn blouse to prove it. A few of the female teachers said it was probably true but most of the faculty were sure Monica was lying. Because so many of the faculty would have testified that Johnnie, a devoted family man, would never have done such a thing, the district attorney decided not to prosecute. Even so, to avoid scandal, Johnnie was fired and forced to leave the state to look for another job.
"They didn't believe you then and they wouldn't believe you now."
"Yes they would. You're single and you're new and I would do a better job of telling them this time. You'd be up the river for twenty years."
Mike realized there was a good chance she was right. Like Monica said, he was single and he was new in the school. Besides that, there was a drunken incident during his college days. The woman had declined to press charges and the case had been dropped, luckily for him. Her original complaint was still on his record, though, and could be used as evidence against him and would become public knowledge.
"There isn't room in this office and, besides, people might come in."
Monica hadn't actually expected to use the office anyhow for the very reasons the teacher had given but she considered it a victory for her and a concession for him. "You might be right but you have privacy in your apartment and plenty of room. School is over for the day and we can go there now in your car"
"I have papers to correct."
"Fuck the papers. And fuck me too, after you eat my cunt."
Mike considered himself trapped. "There is an upside, though," he told himself. "She's not bad looking and I am horny. Besides that, in my apartment it might not be as much against the rules and we might get away with it."
"Let me put these things away first."
Monica smiled to herself. She was going to get her way and get it on with the most handsome teacher in school. "Hurry up. I don't have all day," she ordered Mike.
Walking out to his car, Monica stayed close enough that she could catch up if he tried to ditch her but far enough away that nobody would know they were together. When he unlocked his car with the remote control, she stepped quickly to the passenger side and let herself in. Mike got in the driver's door and looked at her sitting in the seat waiting for him.
"Would you mind crouching down out of sight? I don't want anybody seeing you here with me." That was reasonable to Monica so she pushed the passenger bucket seat all the way back and got onto the floor.
As Mike drove to his apartment, traffic was light and he glanced down at Monica. She had pulled her skirt up and one of her hands was moving inside her panties, obviously fingering her pussy. Although he still had enormous misgivings about sex with a student, the erotic sight of the young woman playing with herself increased his own desire and he was actually starting to halfway look forward to it.
Monica smiled at the handsome teacher who was under her control and reached up to squeeze his knee. She was looking forward to some hot sex this time and many more times in the future, whenever she wanted it, if he knew what was good for him.
Still concerned about being seen with a student, Mike stopped his car in front of his apartment building and looked around to see if anybody was there who might recognize them. Seeing nobody, he detached his residence keys from the rest of the chain and instructed Monica. "This is the key to the front door and this is the key to my apartment, number 21, on the second floor, first one on the left after you go up the stairs. I'll park in my space and ring the front doorbell for you to let me in. Okay?"
"Gotcha. Don't worry; I want to keep this secret too." Monica didn't want to ruin a good thing by letting her parents or any other teachers know about this but she expected to tell her friends about it. She might even share the handsome teacher with them later but this first time he would be all hers.