My Kids Parent Teacher Night Turned Hardcore When I Fucked Her Maths Teacher For A Pass
{You know I have never believed that you shouldn't interfere between kids and their schoolteachers, I believe that is a recipe for disaster. However, one parent teachers night did get a bit hardcore when I fucked my daughters maths' teacher for a pass. Although that is not exactly what happened, I may be a little jaded.~Not speaking up if your kids have a problem at school has never been one of my strong points. However speaking up turned into a hard core night of sex when I fucked my kids math teacher for a pass after a parent teacher night. I might me a bit jaded, but this is more of less what happened.~It has never been my strong point to keep my mouth shut when dealing with my kids and their teachers. My daughter had a problem with maths, but she also hated the teacher on sight and this wasn't helping her marks. Things got a bit hardcore however when I fucked her maths teacher after a parents night, for a pass.}{Sometimes kids and their teachers just don't get on, this is a fact of life. I know that and my daughter just didn't get on with her maths teacher, they hated each other at sight and this was affecting her marks.~It is a fact of life that not all teachers and students will like each other and my child was just not getting it on with her new maths teacher. She hated him and was of the firm belief that he felt the same and her marks were being affected.~Not everyone on this earth likes each other when the meet, this is a fact of life, and affects students and teacers too. But a teacher is paid to teach, even if they don't like the kid he/she is teaching. My daughter hated her maths teacher, so I couldn't wait to find out how he felt about her.}
{Intimate dating can get started up in the strangest of ways sometimes although, I have to admit this was the strangest, even for me.~This strange Intimate dating ritual was something new, even for me - it is amazing how these things can get started, keep reading to find out more.~Intimate dating rituals come in all shapes, sizes and formats. But this was beyond strange, even for someone as whacked out as me.}
{At the parents teachers evening, I managed to get an appointment to see the dreaded Mr. Fox and he was actually quite hot. We discussed the problem, but he said he thought we ought to discuss it further so we arranged to meet for coffee at 9pm after parents night was over.~Mr. Fox was the dreaded teacher and I managed to get a meeting with him, he was hot. Although my daughter would have put her fingers down her throat and made retching noises if I said this to her. We actually has a lot to discuss and arranged to meet for coffee later.~I got a meeting with the hated teacher, at the next parent teacher conference, but unfortunately we only had 10 minutes allocated as more parents were waiting. I could see there was more going on, so we arranged to meet later at a local coffee shop.}
{The local coffee shop was just around the corner from the school and I waited there until he arrived. When he got there he definitely didn't have my daughters' marks on his mind, and we started chatting about everything but Shauna's maths marks. He was actually more than just friendly.~Waiting just around the corner from the school at a local coffee shop, I felt a bit self-conscious, but "the Fox" arrived at about 9pm, and immediately put me at my ease. He didn't seem to be too concerned about my child's maths marks and told me not to worry about them, this was a minor worry.~While sitting and waiting for Mr. Fox, who was actually quite a fox, I got to thinking about it, and I had a feeling that this guy fancied me - could this be what was affecting her marks? Surely not. He arrived just after nine, and hardly seemed to be concerned about Shauna, said she just needed to apply herself.}
{Eventually after a few drinks he invited me back to his place, and I am ashamed to say I said yes. When we got there he didn't mince words, just told me how much he would like to fuck me.~He was really friendly and we went to a local bar, where a few drinks later he invited me back to his house. I said yes, I am ashamed to say, I knew what he wanted to do, I know enough about math to realize that 1 + 1 adds up to 2.~I actually quite liked him and he was sexy too, so when he invited me for a drink at a bar I accepted. A couple of drinks later, he asked me to go back to his place, I am ashamed to say I said yes to this too.}
{In my opinion a fuck is a fuck, I didn't really care that he was my child's teacher, so I went for it. Only this fuck was more than that, he knew what he was doing - pinning me up against the wall, his hands were everywhere. Up my top, down my pants; it was like dancing with an octopus - this was wicked.~Hey, you know what, a fuck is a fuck, and if it comes my way and I like the guy, I go for it. So what if he is my kids math teacher, her marks couldn't get worse - could they?~Getting my panties off he turned me round and fucked me standing up, against the wall, pushing his cock hard inside me from the back. This guy was in a rush.}
{He fucked me right up there against the wall after pulling my panties down, they were hanging over my left ankle, I could see them there, from over his shoulder - dangling, when he raised me up, pressing me hard into the wall to prop me on his prong.~He got to the point and as we entered the front door pinned me up against the wall and stuck his hands up my skirt, pulling down my panties at the same time.~Moving me away from the wall and across the hall to the sofa, he didn't even take his cock out - just bent me over the back of the sofa grabbed my tits, while biting me in the back of the neck and fucked to save his country.}
{Next thing he was stumbling across the room, carrying me along without taking his cock out, arms hooked in the back of my butt to support me. He just sank down onto his knees on the floor, dropped me onto my back and fucking me hard, missionary style.~He fucked me while I was pinned against the wall, just picked me up by the legs and plopped me down on his cock. Pushing it hard inside me, with very little ceremony.Stumbling across o the lounge he carried me to the dining room table and sat me there while tearing at my top, and lying me back on the table. Hooking my legs around his back, I pulled him into me, harder and harder.~In this position it didn't take too long before he had expended most of his energy and he came hard, squirting deep inside me.}
{He came inside me explosively and the first thing I said to him was "what are my marks teacher?" Laughingly he gave me an "A". Thing is, he actually took the time to teach my daughter after that, and she said she noticed a difference in him.~When we eventually finished and he had climaxed explosively I asked him to mark my efforts. Laughing he gave me an A+. But contrary to what you may think, he actually made the effort to teach my child after that interlude. I am not sure if it's because he enjoyed it so much, or if he was worried I would take him to the school board?~I laughed a bit and said I gave him an A+ for effort, which eh thought was very funny. Thing is, after that, we dated secretly and regularly, and my child's maths marks actually improved. She told me that he that he was obviously a better teacher than she thought.}
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