It was getting late as James walked through the empty common room of the dark school. He had been finishing of some work towards his art exam, but now he was ready to go home. First though he needed to drop off some maths home work to the teacher. He turned a corner and was in the dark stairwell, quickly he climbed the steps, and came onto the first floor of the building. The carpet was grey, matched by the walls, all together it was a very dreary place. The sky outside was dark, and through the windows in the roof he could see the first stars appearing and the crescent moon shining through a patch of clouds.

He could see his teacher Mrs Bury, sitting at her desk before he got anywhere near the room. The short, plump woman of about fortyfive was marking test papers, and her round, dimpled (and rather rinckled) face looked angry. She got up quickly and marched over to a cabinet in the corner. As she did so her large, round and slightly saggy breasts bounced up and down in time with her steps. James drew in a breath, he hated this woman, and tonight she looked angry, and had reason to be furious with him; the homework as nearly three weeks late! He stepped up to the door and knocked three times.

"Enter" Came the shrill voice from behind the door. James pushed the door open and walked in. After rummaging in his bag for what seemed like hours he pulled out the paper and tried to hand it to Mrs Bury.

"I think" She began, in a sickly sweat tone "That we need to talk. Sit in my chair." She said as she stood up and walked to the door. James sat down. She quietly shut the door, and then silently locked it.

She came back and sat on the desk infront of James. There was a strange gleam in her eyes, which James took for anger. She placed one of her large, fat legs on either side of the boy, if her brown skirt had been shorter, or lifted up slightly he would have seen right up her legs and to her crotch.

"So, James. What can we do about this?" She asked, holding up his work. "This is shit, and you know it. Combined with your recent behavior and lack of work you'll be expelled if I show this to the head." James just looked down towards his feet. "But I'm not going to show it to the head. Although in return for my kindness I want a favor? What do you think?"

"what's the favor?"

"Yes or No?"

"Yes" Came James' reply after a few seconds thought. With that she ripped up the work, and looked down her register, making an 'A' next to James' name.

"Lean Forwards boy" She ordered. As he slowly did so she opened her legs wider, grabbed his hair and forced his head down into her crotch. The first thing that his James was the smell, a mixture of cum, piss and generaly sweat and uncleanlyness. She must have not washed for a week. The scent was so strong he found it hard to breath. Next he rearlised she wasn't wearing any underwear. At least none that covered her cunt.