"Yeah he is, glad that he pleased you," replied Valerie."If by pleased me you mean made me cum he pleased me a hell of a lot," laughed Chris."Did he s...ay the night?" asked Val."No, because he said he was working at lunchtime," replied Christine."He is and it is good that he seems to put as much dedication into his job as he does his screwing," said the young man's boss."He also seems to be very much up for the three of us getting together," said Christine."That sounds good, you fancy it don't. "You are priceless, Michael," she laughed."Wha-a-t!" I whined."Ha! I tell you that you'll soon be the head of a major corporation making you one of the richest and most powerful teenagers in the world, and all you're worried about are the people that work for you!" she laughed again. "It's truly priceless! Wait until Uncle Harry hears this!" I still don't understand," I told her calmly."You," she tried to talk as she laughed, "you ... were a self-centered, stuck-up, snob before the accident.. He came back to where I was kneeling, like a good obedient boy and put his cock back in my mouth. He then asked me to use my tongue more, on the tip and all over it. I had no idea how to do that as I had never had had that experience; I had never seen this done and, of course, no one had done this to me. I told him I didn’t know what he meant and that this was the first time I was doing this. “Have you been fucked before?” he asked, to which I replied “no”. He asked me to get up and took me. Disappointment weighs down my shoulders when I see a familiar substitute teacher walk in. My mood immediately plummeted. My mind starts working overtime. Is he okay? Is he avoiding me? I hope he didn’t quit his job. I don’t think he would. It sounds juvenile, but by the end of class I was near tears. Instead of having lunch with my friends, I went to the bathroom and cried. What the Hell am I doing? I must be crazy for wanting to lose my cherry to my teacher. He’s hot, but everyone is always.