I used to wonder how often he and Mom “did it” with his travel commitments, especially lately, but that was hardly any of my business and kind of ...reeped me out anyway!Sorry, I’m kinda getting off the track here! Anyway I finished mowing the lawns and trimming the edges, watered Mom’s pot plants and pulled a few weeds, and was just thinking about a break and a cool drink when Mom pulled in.She gave me a smile and I offered to help her carry her shopping inside. It was hard to miss the sweat on. She was young too, age 28, junior teacher. This was my chance.I had to report to her office, because I "accidentally" grabbed her ass when she wasn't looking. I sat down on the chair in the middle of the room, as we all did when we were in trouble. She sat on the left arm of the chair and started speaking slowly. "Now Daniel, I know that I may be young, and enticing, and you’re going through some hormonal changes, but you can't act like that in my class." She was surprisingly calm about it.She. 'You like it…' he muttered, his cock firm inside me as he circled his hips against the cave of my back. 'Tell me what you want…' he whispered into my ear, his hand ran through my hair as he spoke quietly. 'Tell me how hard you want it…how hard you want this-' he continued, taking one thrust deep into me as my moan reached a peak. My moans whimpered through my lips, my hand slid from his neck to his stomach as my nails searched to hold onto his skin. 'I want you to fuck me.' I cried my voice. “But it’s not completely done. Could I please have another night? I know I’ll finish it and turn it in tomorrow, miss.” A hiss of inhalation showed how Bobby’s classmates reacted to this bit of mildly defiant nonsense. “I know you’ll turn it in tomorrow, Bobby, because you won’t want to repeat the punishment you’ll receive as soon as class is over.” I smiled, seeing him squirm in his seat. Other boys stole glances at him, not wanting to attract my attention. Bobby just hung his head and.