Tilly
I have been teaching college level English for over 6 years now. There are always those students that give you trouble, you know, the ones that want to fuck with you and don’t actually give a shit about learning. None have ever been as much of a disruption as Tilly. She thought that because she was young and attractive that the world revolved around her, she was a disruptive, egotistical little bitch. Her usual antics were nothing compared to today, though. Tilly showed up to class, late as usual, in a skimpy school girl outfit. Her short, green plaid skirt barely covered her perfect round ass, her white button-up shirt was tied in the front, her perky breasts popping out the top. She wore black stiletto heels that just made her legs go on forever, her pouty lips were painted dark red and her long blonde hair was pulled into a tight ponytail.
I admit, seeing her like this was a turn on, she had an amazing body and I was imagining her bent over my desk the second she walked in the room. I couldn’t have this, she was pushing boundaries and purposefully trying to cause a disruption in the class. I had a job to do.