Chapter 11: Tania: Teacher's Pet

After her Legal Studies class, as everyone else was leaving, Tania loitered behind. The last few students left through the door, and Tania closed it behind them. Mr Williams looked up from his desk.

"Yes Tania, what can I do for you?"

Tania had, for the first time ever, actually been interested in what Mr Williams had taught. Typically, his dry, dull, boring speeches put her (and the rest of the student population) to sleep, but today it had kept her riveted. She had taken notes for almost the entire lesson, and actually understood what he had said. At one point, however, she had zoned out. She had still stared at Mr Williams, but instead of taking notes, she had been drawing love hearts all over her books.

"Mr Williams, I found what you taught us today about torts absolutely fascinating."

"You did?" Mr Williams replied, shocked.

"Yes sir. I was wondering if you could look at my notes, you went too fast for me at one point, and I missed what you were saying about jail sentences."

Both Mr Williams and Tania knew that she was lying; the teacher's snails pace was more than slow enough for students to copy down what he said word-for-word, let alone summarise in notes. Tania, however, wanted to get these notes, and Mr Williams was happy enough that someone was interested in his teaching to overlook the lie.

"Certainly Tania. If you leave your book here, I'll look over it, and give you notes on what you missed."

"Actually sir, I was wondering if you could fill it in now. I was hoping to study it tonight. If you're not busy, of course."

Tania blushed while making this request. For some reason, it felt wrong for her to be asking Mr Williams to be doing her a favour. Mr Williams was a teacher, and a teacher was someone you had to obey. Tania wanted to obey Mr Williams.

"Well, that shouldn't be a problem. It'll take me about 10 minutes: did you want to come and collect it at the end of break?"

Mr Williams had been teaching for almost 50 years now. He was in his early 60s, but he still enjoyed teaching. It was the routine which appealed to him; every day, you came in, taught certain classes, had certain periods off, had lunch, and went home after 6 hours. Normally he shyed away from any break in routine, but today's was a pleasant surprise. He hadn't had a student actually interested in what he had to say for 10 years, and he'd never had a student come in to ask for extra notes. Generally his students passed his class by blatantly cheating during the tests.

"Well sir," Tania replied, "I've got nowhere to be. I'm quite happy to wait while you fill it out."

Tania did in fact have somewhere to be; a dance rehearsal, but it had completely slipped her mind. Just standing in the presence of Mr Williams was making her knees tingle. He was such a dominant man, she realised. His glasses, his slow gait, his polite way of speaking - Tania couldn't think of anything more manly.

"Certainly Tania. I'll start right away."

Tania bit her lip as Mr Williams said her name. It sounded so different coming from his mouth. She realised that she was here to learn - and he was here to teach - and decided to see what he wrote, so that she could see where she had gone wrong.

As Mr Williams slowly started to copy his notes over into Tania's book, he became acutely aware of her presence. She had slipped around behind him, and was leaning over him as he copied notes, her body pressed against his. He decided not to point it out to her; no point in embarrassing the girl. Besides, he was enjoying the feeling of a young girl against his body, and it was entirely innocent anyway.

He had just found the section which she had skipped, when suddenly he realised that she was no longer leaning against his back. Rather, she was slowly rubbing up and down. He wasn't sure whether he should say anything, when he noticed that she was also moaning softly. Mr Williams realised that he had better do something about this.

"Tania?" he said, "Tania, are you okay?"

Tania hadn't even realised that she had been rubbing her young, nubile body up against his. She had been watching him copy notes over, and thinking about how manly, how very ... sexy he was. Yes, sexy. Mr Williams was a sexual being. Tania knew that females reached their sexual peak at about age 18, but she couldn't recall when men reached theirs. Probably about 60, she reasoned.

"Yes Mr Williams? I'm fine."

"Are you sure, Tania?"

With two people both at their sexual peak, Tania couldn't help but think what a waste it was that they weren't busy pleasing each other. Of course, Tania realised that she'd be pretty easy to please. She'd be happy as long as she was pleasing her partner. With a strong, sexual partner like Mr williams, how could she not be pleased? If he even got a tiny bit of pleasure from her, then she'd probably be completely satisfied.

"I'm fine and dandy, Mr Williams. Sir."

Tania was aware that she was a sexy girl. She had great legs, great tits, a great body in general, and a fantastic smile. It was this last asset that she flashed at Mr Williams, tempted though she was to flash the rest.

"Well, okay. I've found the section that you missed now."

Mr Williams went back to copying his notes, and wasn't surprised when Tania went back to leaning over him. She was holding her usually baggy shirt back, highlighting her taut breasts less than a few inches from his face. He tried to ignore this, and continued copying.

Tania was wracking her brains trying to think of a way that she could show off some of her body, and perhaps give Mr Williams some pleasure. He deserved it, she knew. He was the most dedicated teacher that she'd ever met (not to mention the best-looking. That prickly beard of his was driving her crazy.) and before today, she hadn't appreciated him. Well, that was all going to change. She was going to try as hard as she could in his classes from now on, and make him proud. As well as that, however, she was sure that she could think of some ... extra-curricular activities that she could do to make him happy.