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Buffy let herself into his class five minutes after the lunch bell rang. She had never come to his class during the day before, both of them respecting the fact that she needed to concentrate on her other classes. But she just couldn't stay away, and she thought it would be fun to surprise him.
"Ms. Summers. What are you doing here?"
"I needed to talk about an assignment."
"Would you like to step into my office?"
"Sure." Yay! She worried that he would be mad at her, but he didn't seem upset. Or surprised. Or happy, for that matter.
"What are you doing here?" He asked as soon as he shut the door.
"I wanted to come and see you. It's your free period after lunch, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
"See, we'll get a whole extra hour..."
"I have meetings during my free period."
Boldly she rubbed against his groin. "Really? Don't even have a free second for me?"
"Buffy," he groaned, and she took that to mean Yes, yes, of course I do. "I do have people coming in."
"Oh, that's too bad because I wanted to go down on you. But if you say so," she turned around to leave and he grabbed her arm.
"Under the desk."
She smiled brightly at him, then pushed him into his chair. Hiking her skirt up, she crawled under the desk, and pulled him towards her. The first thing she did after she wrestled his zipper down and pulled him out of his pants was swirl her tongue around the head of his cock. There was a certain spot, slightly to the right...yeah, right there.
"Jesus Christ, Buffy."
There wasn't enough room to get too fancy, so she stuck with making intricate patterns all over his cock with her tongue, savoring the way he tasted and smelled, sliding him down her throat as far as she could.
Buffy was so delighted with the effect she was having on him, and the fun she was having that she didn't hear the office door open.
"Mr. William? I know it's a bit early, I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
Buffy was so startled that she nearly bit him.
"No, it's not a problem at all Mrs. Summers."
What was her mother doing here? She never said she had a meeting with her teacher! And Spike certainly didn't bother to inform her that he had a meeting with her mother. What the hell was going on.
She scraped her teeth--gently--down his shaft. He tensed and caught his breath, and she grinned evilly. Oh, he was going to pay for this. He was going to pay dearly, and while she was dishing out punishment, she might as well get back at him for the whole vibrator episode.
"Buffy doesn't know I'm here, but I've worried about her grades. Her last progress report was rather alarming."
Buffy abandoned his cock for the moment, and turned her attention on his balls. Oooh, he was sensitive there, and usually it would only take a few moments of licking and sucking to drive him crazy.
"I'm sorry to hear that. SHe's always performed exceptionally well for me."
"Well, her best grade is in your class, it's true. What I'm wondering though, is if you've noticed any odd behaivor."
Buffy gave her mouth a break for a moment, and began massauging the tip of his head with the flat of her hand. He tensed and bucked slightly, and she couldn't help but smirk. Like that?
"I haven't noticed any odd behaivor though. She's an excellent student."
Buffy could hear the frown in her mother's voice, "I just don't understand what is going on. She went up nearly a letter grade in your class, but fell a letter grade in all of her other classes in the past month."
Buffy froze, suddenly interested in the discussion. She knew her other grades were suffering, but her English grade went up? She did not expect that, and she certainly didn't ask for that. It would never occur to her to ask him to help her grades. For one, she didn't think he would do it.
"I spend a lot of time giving your daughter one on one instruction, during lunch and after school. She may not be receiving the same attention from her other teachers."
"Do you think tutoring will help?"
"Possibly. I found that with a little extra attention, she's a very bright student."
Buffy smiled at that. She wrapped her smiling lips around his cock to show her pleasure at his compliment. She slowly slid it in and out of her mouth, running her tongue in circles as she moved her head.
"Well, thank you for your time Mr. William."
"You're more than welcome to it. If there's anything else I can do, let me know."
"I will. Have a good day."
"You too, Mrs. Summers." The door clicked shut behind her and Buffy sighed. That had been really, really excited. She was practically dripping. Being caught would be awful, but in the abstract, the possibility was so exciting that it literally caused her pain. She went to work on him with gusto, eager to move on to other fun activities.
"Stop that. Get out from there."
Confused, she crawled out while he tucked himself back in his pants.
"What?"
"Your grades are falling."
"Yeah."
"Because of us?"
She shrugged, "Probably."
"Buffy, you do realize that if you fail any of these classes, you won't graduate."
"I know."
"I can't help you in your other classes."
"Why are you helping me in this one? I know I'm not all of a sudden do A-quality work."
"Because I don't want you to fail this class, Buffy. But I can't help you or save you in your other classes."
"You don't need too..."
"Buffy, I can't see you anymore until your grades improve."
Buffy gaped at him. "You sound like your grounding me! You are not my boss, or my parent. Just because sometimes you like me to call you 'daddy' doesn't mean you can act like it!"
"Buffy!"
"I mean, I get that you are a teacher, so you think grades are the end all and be all, but..."
"Buffy, listen to me. I'm not going to be the reason you don't graduate, or can't get into college. Do you understand me?"
"So don't be! This doesn't have anything to do with you!"
"You're spending too much time with me. What class are you ditching right now?"
"Art," she said softly.
"See? No, we can't go on like this."
"Ok, ok, you're right. But please, don't say I can't see you at all."
"Friday night. That's it. After school, go home or to the library."
"Don't I get any say in this?"
"Come here." She closed the short distance between them, and he pulled her into a kiss. "Do you feel that? How much I want you?"
She nodded.
"I could fuck you all afternoon, and all night, and all day tomorrow without a break." He kissed her again. "I want you all the time. But that doesn't mean I should take you all the time. I'm not doing this to punish you, Buffy."
"I know," she sighed. "Can you help me with my work?"
"Would you be able to work? Because I've noticed you have a hard time concentrating in class."
"I absolutely can."
He didn't look like he quite believed her. "Ok."
"But hey, since my other class is mostly over, can we finish what we started?"
"Really pushing your luck."
She knew what buttons to push. "Please, Mr. William?"
He gave in like she knew he would, and he fucked her in the office that still smelled of her mother's perfume.
Buffy let herself into his class five minutes after the lunch bell rang. She had never come to his class during the day before, both of them respecting the fact that she needed to concentrate on her other classes. But she just couldn't stay away, and she thought it would be fun to surprise him.
"Ms. Summers. What are you doing here?"
"I needed to talk about an assignment."
"Would you like to step into my office?"
"Sure." Yay! She worried that he would be mad at her, but he didn't seem upset. Or surprised. Or happy, for that matter.
"What are you doing here?" He asked as soon as he shut the door.
"I wanted to come and see you. It's your free period after lunch, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
"See, we'll get a whole extra hour..."
"I have meetings during my free period."
Boldly she rubbed against his groin. "Really? Don't even have a free second for me?"
"Buffy," he groaned, and she took that to mean Yes, yes, of course I do. "I do have people coming in."
"Oh, that's too bad because I wanted to go down on you. But if you say so," she turned around to leave and he grabbed her arm.
"Under the desk."
She smiled brightly at him, then pushed him into his chair. Hiking her skirt up, she crawled under the desk, and pulled him towards her. The first thing she did after she wrestled his zipper down and pulled him out of his pants was swirl her tongue around the head of his cock. There was a certain spot, slightly to the right...yeah, right there.
"Jesus Christ, Buffy."
There wasn't enough room to get too fancy, so she stuck with making intricate patterns all over his cock with her tongue, savoring the way he tasted and smelled, sliding him down her throat as far as she could.
Buffy was so delighted with the effect she was having on him, and the fun she was having that she didn't hear the office door open.
"Mr. William? I know it's a bit early, I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
Buffy was so startled that she nearly bit him.
"No, it's not a problem at all Mrs. Summers."
What was her mother doing here? She never said she had a meeting with her teacher! And Spike certainly didn't bother to inform her that he had a meeting with her mother. What the hell was going on.
She scraped her teeth--gently--down his shaft. He tensed and caught his breath, and she grinned evilly. Oh, he was going to pay for this. He was going to pay dearly, and while she was dishing out punishment, she might as well get back at him for the whole vibrator episode.
"Buffy doesn't know I'm here, but I've worried about her grades. Her last progress report was rather alarming."
Buffy abandoned his cock for the moment, and turned her attention on his balls. Oooh, he was sensitive there, and usually it would only take a few moments of licking and sucking to drive him crazy.
"I'm sorry to hear that. SHe's always performed exceptionally well for me."
"Well, her best grade is in your class, it's true. What I'm wondering though, is if you've noticed any odd behaivor."
Buffy gave her mouth a break for a moment, and began massauging the tip of his head with the flat of her hand. He tensed and bucked slightly, and she couldn't help but smirk. Like that?
"I haven't noticed any odd behaivor though. She's an excellent student."
Buffy could hear the frown in her mother's voice, "I just don't understand what is going on. She went up nearly a letter grade in your class, but fell a letter grade in all of her other classes in the past month."
Buffy froze, suddenly interested in the discussion. She knew her other grades were suffering, but her English grade went up? She did not expect that, and she certainly didn't ask for that. It would never occur to her to ask him to help her grades. For one, she didn't think he would do it.
"I spend a lot of time giving your daughter one on one instruction, during lunch and after school. She may not be receiving the same attention from her other teachers."
"Do you think tutoring will help?"
"Possibly. I found that with a little extra attention, she's a very bright student."
Buffy smiled at that. She wrapped her smiling lips around his cock to show her pleasure at his compliment. She slowly slid it in and out of her mouth, running her tongue in circles as she moved her head.
"Well, thank you for your time Mr. William."
"You're more than welcome to it. If there's anything else I can do, let me know."
"I will. Have a good day."
"You too, Mrs. Summers." The door clicked shut behind her and Buffy sighed. That had been really, really excited. She was practically dripping. Being caught would be awful, but in the abstract, the possibility was so exciting that it literally caused her pain. She went to work on him with gusto, eager to move on to other fun activities.
"Stop that. Get out from there."
Confused, she crawled out while he tucked himself back in his pants.
"What?"
"Your grades are falling."
"Yeah."
"Because of us?"
She shrugged, "Probably."
"Buffy, you do realize that if you fail any of these classes, you won't graduate."
"I know."
"I can't help you in your other classes."
"Why are you helping me in this one? I know I'm not all of a sudden do A-quality work."
"Because I don't want you to fail this class, Buffy. But I can't help you or save you in your other classes."
"You don't need too..."
"Buffy, I can't see you anymore until your grades improve."
Buffy gaped at him. "You sound like your grounding me! You are not my boss, or my parent. Just because sometimes you like me to call you 'daddy' doesn't mean you can act like it!"
"Buffy!"
"I mean, I get that you are a teacher, so you think grades are the end all and be all, but..."
"Buffy, listen to me. I'm not going to be the reason you don't graduate, or can't get into college. Do you understand me?"
"So don't be! This doesn't have anything to do with you!"
"You're spending too much time with me. What class are you ditching right now?"
"Art," she said softly.
"See? No, we can't go on like this."
"Ok, ok, you're right. But please, don't say I can't see you at all."
"Friday night. That's it. After school, go home or to the library."
"Don't I get any say in this?"
"Come here." She closed the short distance between them, and he pulled her into a kiss. "Do you feel that? How much I want you?"
She nodded.
"I could fuck you all afternoon, and all night, and all day tomorrow without a break." He kissed her again. "I want you all the time. But that doesn't mean I should take you all the time. I'm not doing this to punish you, Buffy."
"I know," she sighed. "Can you help me with my work?"
"Would you be able to work? Because I've noticed you have a hard time concentrating in class."
"I absolutely can."
He didn't look like he quite believed her. "Ok."
"But hey, since my other class is mostly over, can we finish what we started?"
"Really pushing your luck."
She knew what buttons to push. "Please, Mr. William?"
He gave in like she knew he would, and he fucked her in the office that still smelled of her mother's perfume.