Her perfume, floral and seductive engulfed my nostrils as she walked by on her way back to her desk. Her scent aroused me from the mundane lesson, and suddenly I felt invigorated. Her blouse and orthodox long dress left everything to the imagination; in the month she’d been my teacher, I’d lost count of the number of times I pictured taking them off.

Miss Summers had moved to St. Christopher’s private school from a public school in London at the beginning of the school year. Oddly, she came as a package deal with her son, Jimmy, joining the sixth form at St Christopher’s after he had experienced issues at their previous school, and although no one knew why he had moved for the last year of education before university, speculation was rife. Miss Summers had built a reputation for herself, she had been touted for a place at a more prestigious school, but Jimmy, on the other hand, wasn't anything special. He didn't deserve to be here. He didn't have wealthy parents like the rest of us who paid the exorbitant prices for tuition here, nor did he excel academically.

The class hadn’t been very welcoming to Jimmy after they found out he had come from a public school, and in truth, I had helped contribute to his misery here. I encouraged my peers to ridicule and exclude him at every opportunity and did everything I could to make him feel unwelcome. He didn't belong here with us.

I watched Miss Summers as she filled in her lesson planner. Her long blonde hair fell across her face and she brushed it away with a sigh. She was cute with one of those innocent faces that could get away with murder, but she had a timid and pleasant personality to match her warm smile. Ever since I saw her for the first time on the first day of term, I wanted her, and now since I turned eighteen just over a week ago I fantasised about her increasingly.

The bell sounded, piercing the silence and snapping me out of my daydream.

"Take time to work on your coursework over the weekend, the first stage is due in a couple of weeks. Edward, can you stay a moment please."

"Uh-oh, someone's in trouble."

Benjamin, one of my closest friends taunted me on the way out and I playfully punched him as my peers laughed. Behind them, Jimmy walked out on his own, his shoulders slumped as he trudged out of the room. Miss Summers watched him leave with a sad look on her face seeing her son so downhearted.

"What can I do for you, Miss S?"

A scowl briefly crossed Miss Summer's face as she turned to face me. She blamed me for her son's difficult time here, and she wasn't wrong. Unfortunately for her, it wasn't bullying, not in a way she could prove anyway. I knew that because she had already reported me to her superiors but they had deemed that it was just students being students, no foul play. Of course, it didn't help that my parents were major contributors to the school, they couldn't be seen to take her side without any solid evidence that I was bullying Jimmy.

"Is there any way you can please be nicer to Jimmy, to accept him into your group? With the influence you have over your peers, you can easily get them to follow your lead."

Miss Summers sounded crestfallen, this wasn't the first time she'd had this conversation with me. It was the first time she asked me to treat Jimmy better that encouraged me to do the opposite.

"What's in it for me?"

With as much cheek as I could muster, I grinned from ear to ear as Miss Summers sighed.

"What do you mean what's in it for you, Edward?" You'll have my gratitude and be doing a good thing."

I couldn't help but laugh. Miss Summers was clearly one of those who expected the best of people, and the truth was, I just wasn't a nice guy and certainly wasn't a charity.

"I'm afraid that's not a good enough offer, Miss S. I enjoy putting Jimmy in his place you see, he doesn't belong here. Tell me, if you didn't take the job here, would there be any chance in hell that he would be here, either through merit or by your funding?"

Miss Summers looked to the floor, my words hitting hard, and that was just what I wanted. I knew she was clutching at straws asking me to lay off him, and she was desperate for him to succeed, but he wasn't going to do that in his mental state right now.

"There is something you could do, Miss S. Something that might convince me to include him in the group next week."

"What's that?"

Feeling confident, I leaned in close to her and whispered in her ear.

"I'd like to see what is under that blouse."

Miss Summers staggered back with a look of shock on her face.

"Edward. How dare you? Do you know the trouble you could get in just for saying that?"

"Miss S, the truth is, it's my word against yours, and you've made four personal attacks about my character within a couple of months of knowing me; all of them found unwarranted. It isn't my fault that your son doesn't like me and asks his mummy to fight his battles for him."

For the first time, I saw Miss Summers angry. Her face was like thunder and I could see her weighing her options, like would she get away with attacking me; the answer was no, she wouldn't, and she knew it.

"You wouldn't dare..."

I leaned in to whisper once again.

"I would. The choice is yours, Miss S. You could raise another complaint against me, and I will play the victim again. With the backing I have from the school board due to my father's generous donations, I doubt you'll last until Christmas, and if you go, so does your son."

The anger faded from Miss Summers as she realised I was right.

"Option two: we continue as normal. You watch me tease and alienate Jimmy further. How much longer do you think he'd last at this school when his only friend is his mother the teacher? Finally, there's option three. You take off that blouse for me and give me a little kiss, and I'll show you just how much Jimmy will change for the better in just a week. After that, we'll have another talk to see what else I can do."

The pure hatred in Miss Summers's gaze was enough to burn a hole right through me, but I just grinned. I could see the internal conflict within her and I couldn't help but get excited as I could tell which option she was leaning towards.

"Lock the door, Edward."

Feeling giddy with excitement, I rushed towards the door and turned the lock. Miss Summers looked at me once more, almost pleadingly as if the change my mind, but I continued to grin at her.

With a sigh, Miss Summers slowly unbuttoned the blouse button by button. As the blouse opened, I was treated to a glimpse of her bountiful breasts held up in an unattractive cotton bra. She stood with her hands on her hips and I reached out to grope her soft breasts, earning a slap on the hand. Fiesty.

"You're so sexy and you don't even know it, Miss S. Take off the bra."

The vulnerability Miss Summers felt was palpable, and I could sense she was going to protest, but she thought better of it. With a sigh, she unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the floor and releasing her firm breasts. Her nipples reacted to the cool breeze of the air conditioning, perking up and protruding outwards. The temptation to play with them and take them in my mouth was unreal, but I didn't want to put her off when she was doing so well.

I tapped on my lap, aware of the engorging bulge of my manhood. Miss Summers, seemingly running on autopilot to hurry this along complied and my erection strained against my jeans as she straddled my waist.

"Just one kiss?"

I nodded, looking into her eyes unable to contain the lust in mine. Her eyes glassed over emotionless as she leaned forward. Reluctantly, I looked up from her perfect buxom and her lips touched against mine. It started clumsily as she rushed to get it over, but as I massaged her tongue with mine, she responded in turn. Pushing my luck, I reached up with my hand to massage her soft breast with my hand. I could hear her moan as she started to grind against my waist.

My erection pressed against her as she continued to grind against me and I moved my lips away from her to her neck. Her moans were music to my ears and I could tell by her heavy breathing that she was starting to get into this. With her mouth wide open, she looked at me, her eyes full of lust as a sense of clarity passed through her.

"Enough. You've had your kiss, Edward."

I sighed, frustrated and disappointed, but I couldn't push her any further at this moment. Filled with disgust for what she'd just done, her body was shaking as she fumbled to button up her blouse.

"And what a kiss it was, Miss S. You won't regret it"

I picked up my bag and enjoyed the dumbfounded look on her face and her dishevelled hair as I unlocked the door and walked out.

I didn’t see Miss Summers again until after lunch when I returned to school on Monday. The moment she saw me, she averted her gaze and avoided interacting with me. Throughout the lesson, images of Miss Summers topless and straddling me replayed through my mind. For a woman in her mid-to-late thirties she was in good shape, and I couldn’t wait to see her entirely naked.

True to my word, I started to treat Jimmy a little better and include him within the group of my peers; he seemed sceptical at first, but who could blame him.

By Thursday, motivated by my actions, Jimmy had now become a part of our social group. The change had been obvious to see for everyone, and his mood was positive.

“Miss S.”

I found Miss Summers doing the rounds on lunch break just after she’d broken up a group smoking on the school grounds by the woods at the edge of the grounds.

“Edward. What do you want?”

She scowled at my presence, and I knew she’d been dreading this moment. She had seen the difference with Jimmy now that I had encouraged my peers to support him, and she knew that I had only said I’ll do it for a week.

“You know what I want Miss S.”

“Can’t you just continue what you’ve been doing this week, it’s the right thing to do.”

Her question verged on the side of begging, but there was a tone of resignation where she knew my answer before she finished asking the question.

“I can’t. You see, this is a transactional related agreement. You do something for me, and I continue to do something for you.”

“But it’s wrong, Edward. Do you realise how much trouble I could get into?”

“You won’t get caught Miss S. Here’s what’s going to happen: this afternoon I’m going to do something stupid or rude and you’re going to give me a detention for tomorrow. I know you’re on detention duties Friday, and I also know that there is none for our class.”

“I can’t….”

“You can Miss, or would you like me to turn the class against Jimmy again. The choice is yours entirely, only this time, make sure you’re wearing something nicer than you did last time.”

Time seemed to drag on Friday as I waited for the bell to ring to signal the end of the day. Miss Summers had reluctantly given me a detention on Thursday afternoon as I asked her to, though to be fair, I was being a complete little shit in her class so I thoroughly deserved it.

Miss Summers could hardly look at me as the lesson went on, and when the bell rang, I remained behind for detention. I was going to have to think up some other ways to continue with this; if I kept staying behind I was going to arouse suspicion towards Miss Summers.

I peeked outside the window, waiting until my peers had disappeared from view and then locked the door, turning towards Miss Summers with a smile.

I walked up to her oozing with confidence as I unbuttoned her blouse to reveal a sheer, black, lace bra. Well, this was a big improvement from last time.

“You’ll be nice and encourage the others to be nice to Jimmy?”

I nodded, holding her gaze and she nodded her acceptance. She was a good mother, even though Jimmy would never know just how much she had done for him.

I let her blouse slip to the floor and I went straight for her neck, kissing her soft skin tenderly. Just like the week before, her moans gave away how sensitive her neck was, though she was still fighting against how good it felt. Aiming to break those defences, I reached around and unclipped her bra with an ease that even surprised me. As I moved to press my lips against hers, Miss Summers massaged my tongue with hers. She certainly was more into it this time.

Eagerly, I took Miss Summer's nipple into my mouth, lightly sucking it and flicking my tongue against it playfully. Miss Summers gripped the desk behind her for support, digging her fingernails into the surface.

Spurred on by her moans, I pulled down her skirt to reveal the matching sheer, lace panties. Meeting her gaze, there was less of a conflict of emotions than I’d seen before, and she looked at me longingly as I gently traced a finger over her panties, feeling her warmth.

Suddenly, as if her shackles had been undone, a frenzy took over her. She pushed down into the chair by her desk and walked over to me in a seductive manner. Her face betrayed her lust-filled hunger as she went onto her knees in front of me and slowly unzipped my trousers and pulled them down allowing my dick to spring free.

“Impressive,”

Miss Summer giggled drunk with desire, eyeing my erect member with hungry eyes; I wondered just how long it had been since she’d allowed herself to have fun like this. She placed a hand around the base and started sucking the tip of my cock, gazing up at me looking incredibly cute and innocent with her large eyes.

Once she got started, Miss Summers was like an addict who’d got access to a fix she’d long been denied. With a frenzied lust she nodded her head, taking me in as deep as she could take while stroking my cock.

I leaned back into the chair feeling incredible from Miss Summer’s attention. Driven by her growing arousal, she positioned herself over my leg and started humping my leg. Encouraged by her enthusiasm, I grabbed hold of her head, roughly pushing her down deeper onto my cock and holding her there.

Miss Summers came up for air, looking at me with desperation as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue longingly. I don’t know what came over me, but I spat in her mouth. For a second I wondered if I went too far but she swallowed gratefully and returned her attention to my cock. Who’d have thought that Miss Summers was such a closet nymph?

I grabbed hold of Miss Summers by her hair once more and held her down on my cock as I felt her push me past the point of no return. The pressure had built to a crescendo and all of a sudden it released as I groaned in pleasure. Wave after wave my cock twitched in her mouth as I sprayed my load. She mad an appreciative sound as she continued sucking, taking all I had to give her.

Miss Summers lifted her head and looked up at me with cum dripping down her chin. She paused to scoop it back in her mouth and she climbed up to straddle my legs. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she kissed me as she rubbed herself back and forth over my leg to finish herself off. I winced momentarily as I tasted my own cum In her mouth, but it didn’t bother me. This goddess in front of me had just rocked my world, and now I was treated to an up-close view as she pleasured herself on my thigh.

I saw the pleasure etched on her face as she pushed herself over the edge and she covered her mouth with her hand, muffling the mound of pleasure that escaped her lips.

“That was incredible, Miss S!”

Miss Summers breathed heavily as she took a moment to recover. Without saying a word, she climbed off of me and got dressed motioning for me to leave.

I wondered briefly if I’d taken it too far, if she was so ashamed of her actions that she was unable to process them right now, but then she asked something I never thought she’d ask.

“Same time next week?”