Parent Teacher Conference

had been regretting this meeting the whole day. Sasha was by far my worst student, an absolute bully to every other student around her and to me. She constantly made fun of my hair, my clothes, my body. Something about an entitled 18 year old girl gets under your skin. I was only twenty-four, my body still tight and I would bet dollars to donuts that any guy seeing both of us would rather rail me any day, but she still always had to grind that nerve.
As such, her grades were slipping. I wasn’t personally targeting her or anything, but she was so focused on being a complete cunt and trying to fuck anyone and everyone in the senior grade that she wasn’t doing much homework, and generally dropped the ball on tests. Her father was coming in for a parent-teacher conference, and the thought made my stomach churn. I already didn’t like meeting with parents, let alone the ones with entitled children. I mean, they typically get that attitude from somewhere.
Now, don’t get me wrong. Sasha was super attractive. If I wasn’t her teacher, I would have been all over her when she turned eighteen the previous month. When she started being a bully during my class, I often found myself fantasizing about forcing her to her knees and licking my pussy as punishment. It helped get me through the day, though a little more squirmy that I would otherwise be.
So it came to no surprise to me that her father was an absolute stunner. He was some big shot business guy, financing some science lab. It had gotten a lot of press recently, but those things didn’t interest me, so I wasn’t entirely sure what they researched. He came into the class room wearing a casual suit, a silk silver vest over a dark red button up. His tie matched the vest. His hair was purposely messy, with streaks of silver interwoven with the black. His jaw had some stubble to it, but clearly had been shaven that morning or yesterday.
As he walked in, the smell of oranges followed, a sweet citrus that filled my nostrils with delight. He reached out a strong hand to me and said in a deep tenor, “Hello, I’m Jackson, Sasha’s father.”
I took his hand, an electric feeling passing through me, “Laney Phillips. Please, have a seat.”
I was taken off guard at how much I found him attractive. I didn’t consider myself a lesbian, but I did tend to go after women. Nevertheless, I was to remain professional. I shook off any lingering feelings of horniness, deciding I would take care of that quickly after he left, side eyeing my bag and knowing what was in it.
“Mr. Riley, thank you for joining me today. I wanted to discuss Sasha’s behavior recently and how it’s been affecting her work,” I said.
“Absolutely. I have to say it sucked to hear that she was doing so poorly,” he responded. The way he said sucked was so casual, but the word hung in the back of my head for a moment before I realized that his attitude could swing either way. On one hand, he could be disappointed in his daughter. On the other, he might try and take it out on me.
“Right,” I said, another whiff of that citrus orange washing over me. “Sasha has become a bit of a bully in the last month, often commenting on people’s appearances in negative ways, including my own. She’s more focused on her looks and her phone and boys, and her grades have dropped significantly. She’s even missed several assignments, and spent one test watching videos on her phone.”
“And you think if she doesn’t turn around her attitude, she’d blow a chance to get into a good college?” he asked. Once again, the word blow stuck in the back of my mind. This time, I could feel my nipples grow hard and push into my bra.
“I’ve tried everything I can think of to circumnavigate her behavior and get her re-focused on education,” I said, making my way over to the chair he sat down in and sinking to my knees. “I think a lot of this can be solved with a one on one talk with you or her mother. Often, a student just needs to hear it from her parents.”
Mr. Riley pulled his zipper down, letting a massive cock spring forth in front of my face. I began licking it from the base up to the head as he responded.
“I think you’re right. I’ll be the first to admit that my own work has taken me away from paying attention to Sasha lately. It almost swallows me whole.” The word rang in my head and I shoved his cock down my throat, moaning as he continued. “I’m not one for my daughter skipping out on working hard and putting in the effort. As for this bullying problem, I’m not sure how to fix that.”
His hand had woven its way through my roots, maintaining a tight grip as I bounced my head on his lap, taking his long cock in and out of my throat, choking on it as it throbbed in me.
“Take your top off,” he said. My mind was reeling at how someone could be so direct when we were just having a meeting, but my body followed suit immediately, unbuttoning my blouse and slipping off my bra before returning to his cock, licking the precum that had gathered before he shoved it down my throat again.
He stood up, holding onto my head and thrusting his hips, using my throat as his own personal hole as he thought over what he was going to say.
“Maybe we should have another meeting where we can sit down with Sasha together and discuss all of this. After I talk to her of course. Is there anyone she’s targeting? Can you lay down any more information.”
I pulled his cock from my mouth with an audible popping noise and slid onto my desk, laying across it. He unbuttoned my pants and slid them down as I responded, “Honestly, a lot of it recently has been directed at me and my personal appearance.”
“I see,” he responded, freeing my pussy and spreading my legs before slowly shoving his large cock into my wet and ready cunt. I moaned as he filled me up and stretched me. “She might be a bit threatened. Forgive me for being so blunt, but you are attractive, and I’m sure you know how eighteen year old girls can be.”
“I-I definitely understand how tha-FUCK YES could be a possibility. Right there, faster. Fuckfuckfuck.” My body tensed up as I came, him holding his cock deep in me as I rode it out. I gyrated my hips, sending little aftershocks through my body, and he picked up the pace again. “I think we need to start with you talking to her and work from there. My email is always open, and I can give you my personal number, if that’s okay.”
He pulled out of me and flipped me onto my stomach, before shoving back into me. My ass cheeks slapped loudly against his thighs as his ball grazed my clit, his cock hitting deeper than it had before. I groaned loudly and gripped my desk waiting for his response.
“Absolutely. Sasha’s education is now my top priority, and I can tell you’re willing to do whatever it takes to help her out.” He pulled me off of the desk and back to the floor. My knees hit and he stroked himself inches from my face.
“In fact, I will talk to her about it after she gets home from her facial.”
I opened my mouth and eyes, staring into his as he let out rope after rope of sticky sweet cum across my face. I took his cock into my mouth again, sucking him clean as the cum from my face dripped down onto my tits.
He finished, tucking his cock back into his pants and I dressed as we continued.
“Thank you for coming to meet with me today, Mr. Riley. I know that you’re a busy man,” I said.
“It’s no problem,” he said. “You seem to want what’s best for my daughter and I look forward to working with you on helping her out.” He reached out a hand and I shook it.
He took his leave and I locked the door behind him, ready to pull out my vibrator and go to town on myself, before realizing that I wasn’t that horny anymore. The meeting was fairly boring, so it probably just killed the mood.
I wiped his cum off of my face, the faint smell of oranges beginning to fade and I grabbed my keys and set off for home.

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