Teacher Knows Best (Clover & Dark Clown)
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				Title: <strong>Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:11:38</strong>
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				As the lecture continued, Mike couldn't help but let his gaze pass over his American History class.&nbsp; Nearly every student seemed bored to tears, save for the few that truly appreciated the subject.&nbsp; He was lecturing on the topic of the Revolutionary War, and of how the colonies had suffered heavy losses under the front-to-front battle tactics of both England and the colonist's superiors in the militia.&nbsp; If they were to survive, they would have to resort to guerilla tactics, doing hit and run attacks on the well formed units to truly gain the upper hand.<br><br>Sighing, he moved to his desk, clapping his hands together to knock the chalk dust from his fingers.&nbsp; Sitting in the small swivel seat, he opened his planner and scanned the next day's teaching plan.&nbsp; Just when he was about to assign homework, the bell rang that ended the class, and he sighed, watching as the formerly bored students seemed to come to life, springing from their chairs and heading for the door.<br><br>"Read Chapter 3 by tomorrow's class!" he cried out.&nbsp; "There will be a quiz!"&nbsp; <br><br>He sighed again and flipped his planner closed.&nbsp; Standing, he straightened his tie and began to unroll the sleeves of his buttoned white shirt.&nbsp; He wanted nothing more than to sneak out for a quick smoke with the other teachers behind the grounds keeper's shed, and think about something else besides how mundane his job had become.<br><br>He looked up as he finished buttoning the cuffs of his shirt, his eyes falling on the lone remaining student in his class.&nbsp; It looked as though his cigarette would have to wait.&nbsp; "Can I help you?" he asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:57:46</strong>
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				As usual in her honors American History class, Abby found herself daydreaming. It wasn't that she didn't like History, but she'd expected the class to be more memorizing dates than understanding why battles were lost and won. No, that wasn't that either. It was that her daydreams were much more interesting.<br><br>In this one, she imagined herself as a dashing colonial maiden in a low cut dress ideal for the eras "heaving bosoms" (a phrase she borrowed from a romance novel her friend loaned her) in a baby blue color that looked amazing with her light red hair. She was kidnapped for ransom by a sexy Red Coat, who happened to look like her History teacher. She knew thinking about him that was pointless, but he was so cute for a teacher, and watching him in class always caused her mind to wander.<br><br>That day it wandered for a little too long, because suddenly she was sitting upright in her chair and the rest of the classroom was empty, except for the teacher. "Can I help you?" he asked.<br><br>Abby turned a bit pink. Why hadn't one of her friends said anything? She stood up, trying to get her things into her bag as quickly as possible. "Sorry I was just thinking about...the Red Coats. Fascinating. So interesting I didn't realize class had ended!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 06:10:43</strong>
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				"Heh...no problem Abby..." he said, and went back to packing up his brief case.&nbsp; He took the short drink that was the last of his coffee, and tucked the mug inside as well, making a mental note to get a refill before his next class started.&nbsp; Closing the case, he picked it up from the desk and turned, his gaze falling back on the girl.<br><br>Mike was a married man, and happily so.&nbsp; But some of the girls in the school dressed entirely too provocatively, and he couldn't help but let his gaze wonder at times.&nbsp; They were always short glances.&nbsp; It simply wouldn't do for a teacher to get caught staring at some teenager's breasts or ass.&nbsp; But Abby was the exception, and as she began gathering her books and folders, he couldn't help but let his gaze linger on her large breasts, barely contained by the shirt she wore.&nbsp; Combined with the shock of red hair that she had, and he often found himself daydreaming about what she looked like naked.<br><br>"So Abby..." he said, waiting for her to move for the door.&nbsp; "I couldn't help but notice that you seemed to be daydreaming in my class today.&nbsp; Is there anything going on that's keeping you from focusing?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 02:17:38</strong>
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				"So Abby," her teacher said to her as she began to make her way towards the door. "I couldn't help but notice that you seemed to be daydreaming in my class today.&nbsp; Is there anything going on that's keeping you from focusing?"<br><br>He'd noticed? Abby quickly tried to think of an excuse. She thought she'd been fairly discreet about it. It wasn't like she hadn't been looking at him. "Sometimes I just start thinking about one of the battles were talking about, and imagining if I was there and what it would be like. Your lectures are just so thought provoking!" Abby smiled widely.<br><br>"I have to go," she said. "Band practice." She paused. "And the quiz, of course, I have to read the chapter!" She headed out the door quickly.<br><br>---<br><br>At home, Abby forgot about the quiz. She had an English paper to write, friends to call, and other things to do. She didn't remember it at all until she returned to History class the next day and her friends and classmates were discussing it and going over information they expected would be on it. Abby tried to soak up as much from them as she could before the teacher arrived and the quiz was passed out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 06:33:19</strong>
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				"Quiet down, everyone..." Mike, or Mr. Duncan, said as he entered the classroom.&nbsp; "I hope you all read the assigned homework for today's quiz."&nbsp; He scanned the sea of faces and saw more worry than anything on their young faces.&nbsp; He smirked, and opened his briefcase, pulling out a small stack of copies.&nbsp; He began moving through the classroom, handing them out one at a time.<br><br>"No talking, and no looking on your neighbor's paper.&nbsp; Anyone caught cheating automatically fails my class."&nbsp; He continued moving through the rows of desks, and laid one on Abby's desk, smiling at her before moving on.&nbsp; "There is no time limit, other than the class bell that ushers you onto your next course.&nbsp; You may begin whenever you're ready."<br><br>Having finished handing out the last of the quizzes, he returned to his desk and propped his feet up, pulling a small dog-earred novel from the thing.&nbsp; It was a crime novel, and would provide a welcome diversion from the normal rigors of teaching.&nbsp; He might have to consider doing quizzes more often.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 18:04:05</strong>
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				The first few questions of the quiz are multiple choice. Abby knew a few of the answers from previous History classes but still found herself guessing on many of the others, which was strange for her. Usually she breezed through multiple choice sections. The essay section was much more difficult. Abby didn't know any of the answers. She decided to make some answers up, trying to include details she was familiar with hoping to include one or two correct pieces of information and save herself a few points.<br><br>There was no use sitting there trying to remember answers to questions that were never in her head to begin with, so she decided to hand in her quiz. Mr. Duncan was reading a novel and looked particularly attractive, which lifted the sinking feeling from Abby's stomach as she handed him the quiz. She even smiled a little. It would be nice to get to band practice early and not think about the quiz until she found out exactly how bad she did tomorrow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 19:09:56</strong>
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				"Done already, Abby?"he asked, looking up at her from behind his book.&nbsp; "Very well.&nbsp; Set it on the desk.&nbsp; You may head to your next class."&nbsp; He smiled at her as she smiled at him, and watched as she scurried away to retreive her books and depart.&nbsp; For a short moment, his eyes lingered on her ass as she moved away, not long enough to get caught by the other students, but long enough to get a good view of it nonetheless.<br><br>That night, Mike sat at home, grading the papers and going over the results.&nbsp; Half the class had passed, and the majority of the other half had done a decent enough job to merit a bit of compassion on his part.&nbsp; Abby's quiz, though, was horrendous.&nbsp; He could tell right away that she hadn't read the chapter he'd assigned.&nbsp; He was puzzled by her bad grade...she always seemed to be staring directly at him in class, like she was absorbing everything he'd taught.&nbsp; <br><br>The next day, he entered the classroom, and began handing out the graded quizzes.&nbsp; When he reached Abby's desk, he looked down at her and frowned, before setting her quiz on her desktop.&nbsp; Written in red marker at the top of the page was a large F, and scribbled below that was, See me after class!&nbsp; It was obvious that he wanted to have a long talk with Abby about her grade.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 01:11:27</strong>
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				Abby stared for a moment at the F on her quiz, trying to let it sink in. "See me after class!" was written below it. Abby had an awful feeling in her stomach, worried about what Mr. Duncan was going to say to her. Honors History was her last class of the day, but she didn't want to be late for band practice.<br><br>Realizing that she would need to improve her performance in class, Abby stuffed the quiz into her bag and tried to pay attention. This time she was distracted by worries that her final grade would be so dismal that she would lose the scholarship she'd tentatively been awarded for university.<br><br>Once class ended, Abby sent a text message to her bandmates letting them know she'd be late for practice while her classmates headed either home or to their last class if they had another one.<br><br>Abby walked up to Mr. Duncan's desk and smiling politely said, "You wanted to see me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 06:18:22</strong>
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				"Yes, I did, Abby..." he said, packing up his briefcase once more.&nbsp; "I was concerned by your grade on the quiz.&nbsp; Normally, you're on the spot, and acing these tests.&nbsp; What's happened?&nbsp; Did you read the chapter?"&nbsp; He looked up from his desk, his tie loosened and the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows.&nbsp; He studied her, looking for any sign of deceit or half-truth.&nbsp; He'd been teaching for nearly a decade, and could spot when someone was trying to feed him a line.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>05-09-2009, 20:34:41</strong>
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				"No I didn't read the chapter, Mr. Duncan, I..." she paused and bit her lip. He had very nice eyes and she found herself distracted again being in such proximity with the teacher. It was affecting her ability to come up with adequate lies. "I was busy with other things, band practice, and an English paper. I-I don't really read chapters. Usually I can pick up enough from lectures to get by, but I've been distracted." Abby fidgeted. Hopefully that would be enough for him to let her leave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 04:03:39</strong>
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				"I assign homework for a reason, Abby..." he said, his eyes locking onto her own.&nbsp; "If you don't study, it will affect your grade.&nbsp; This was only one quiz, but what about the mid-term coming up in a month?&nbsp; If you fail, not only will your GPA lower, but it could affect your choice of college.&nbsp; And a bright young girl like you shouldn't be thinking of anything but what she's going to do with herself once her high school days are behind her..."&nbsp; <br><br>"As far as my lectures are concerned, they are only the icing on the cake.&nbsp; I couldn't help but notice that you've been day-dreaming lately, Abby.&nbsp; Is there a new boy in your life that's keeping you from focusing on my class?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 06:46:50</strong>
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				Abby could feel herself blushing. She couldn't think of any good way to get out of this! "Yes, I have been thinking about a boy. It doesn't matter though because he definitely doesn't see me that way."<br><br>"My grades are important to me and I will read the chapter next time, Mr. Duncan." Abby hoped that was enough and waited for her teacher to dismiss her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 06:49:10</strong>
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				Mike looked up at her as she spoke, his expression one of disbelief.&nbsp; She was all too eager to get out of the conversation, and he didn't quite feel like it was over yet.&nbsp; Sighing, he sat back in his chair, and patted the corner of the desk, indicating that she should lean against it.&nbsp; He wanted things to be casual between them, relaxed, that he might better reach out to his student.<br><br>"A boy, huh?" he asked, smiling slightly.&nbsp; "What's his name?&nbsp; Is he in one of my classes?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 07:02:29</strong>
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				Abby blushed again and tried to hide it by pushing her glasses up her nose. What kind of teacher asks those sort of questions? He was trying to be friendly but more than anything she wanted to bolt out of there.<br><br>"Is he <em>in</em> your class? Not really." Teachers aren't in their own classes, right? That would make them students. "I mean, no. No he's not." Abby thought then that she could just lie and name some random student, but most of her friends had Mr. Duncan for History. That and Abby happened to be a horrible liar unless she planned her lies way in advance. And there wasn't any time for that!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 07:15:19</strong>
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				Reaching out wasn't working.&nbsp; She was reluctant to speak to him about it, and he supposed he couldn't blame her.&nbsp; He was her teacher after all, and there really was no way around that mentor barrier.&nbsp; He sighed, and stood, his hand rising to lay on her shoulder.<br><br>"Well, whatever it is, figure it out, Abby.&nbsp; And remember, I'm always here to talk, okay?"&nbsp; His gaze met her own for a brief moment before he looked away, and moved to grab up his briefcase and coffee cup.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 07:25:34</strong>
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				Abby's shoulder seemed to burn where Mr. Duncan had touched it, and at the same time she felt relieved that he was finally letting her out of there!<br><br>"Thank you," she said, and began to hurry towards the door. In her struggle to get out of the classroom as quickly as possible, she managed to trip over a textbook another student had left by one of the desks. She toppled over, and as she struggled to get up, she worried that she may have accidentally exposed herself due to the short denim skirt she was wearing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 07:31:36</strong>
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				When Abby fell, landing hard on the floor, he rushed over to her.&nbsp; He paused as he knelt next to her, however, unable to take his eyes off of the white panties beneath her denim skirt.&nbsp; He let his gaze linger as his hands wrapped around her arm, and he helped her to her feet.&nbsp; The sight of her panties had a rather sudden and unexpected effect on the teacher.&nbsp; As he helped her get up, her thigh brushed against his waist, and the feel of her thigh on his erection made him gasp softly.&nbsp; He hadn't realized it was there until contact was made, and he decided to simply ignore it, act as though it hadn't happened.<br><br>"Are you okay, Abby?&nbsp; That was quite a spill..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 07:47:10</strong>
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				When Mr. Duncan helped her off the floor, Abby thought she felt something against her thigh. She wasn't sure if it was what she thought it was, and she was still too embarrassed to look.<br><br>"I'm okay, I think."<br><br>Abby couldn't resist; she had to look down. Sure enough, through Mr. Duncan's pants was the tell-all bulge that could only be from an erection. She also noticed that she'd skinned her knee on the rough carpet.<br><br>"My knee is bleeding a bit. Do you have any band-aids?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 07:53:07</strong>
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				"Uh, yeah...in my desk."&nbsp; He turned and walked over to his desk, sitting down in the swivel chair once more.&nbsp; He fumbled through one of the drawers until he finally produced the small first aid kit his wife had insisted upon him having.&nbsp; He pulled it out and opened it, and grabbed a small band-aid.&nbsp; He began to unwrap it, and looked up at her.<br><br>"Here you go, Abby..." he said, smiling sheepishly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 08:12:21</strong>
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				Mr. Duncan handed her the band-aid. Now that Abby knew he'd somehow been aroused, she couldn't help but feel a little dangerous. She took the band-aid, making sure to let her fingers brush against her teacher's just slightly.<br><br>Abby was blessed with amply large breasts and most clothing for her age group was a bit revealing already. Abby was wearing a v-neck dark purple top, and she made sure to bend over as she applied the band-aid giving Mr. Duncan a good view of her cleavage. She allowed her long light red hair to fall over her shoulders. Still, her heart was pounding. This was making her quite nervous!<br><br>She looked up at Mr. Duncan and smiled, "Thank you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 08:17:53</strong>
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				The contact of her hand against his own was thrilling enough, but when she bent over, her long auburn locks cascading over one shoulder, her ample breasts suddenly thrust in his face, Mike suddenly felt his breath stop in his throat.&nbsp; His hands clenched the arm rests of his chair so tightly that his knuckles began to turn white.&nbsp; It was only through supreme effort that he stopped himself from reaching out to touch them.&nbsp; It was obvious that she was flirting with him, but he was married!&nbsp; He loved his wife!&nbsp; <br><br>When she stood up and thanked him, smiling that gorgeous smile of his, he nodded politely, his face flush with embarrassment.&nbsp; The girl was making him feel like a teenager again, and try as he might, he couldn't not like it.&nbsp; "Abby...uh...thank you..." he replied, unsure of what to say or do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 08:35:38</strong>
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				Mr. Duncan was obviously flustered by her display, and Abby's head was spinning. She never expected anything like this would actually happen. <br><br>"What are you thanking me for?" Abby asked. She twisted a strand of her hair. "Thank <em>you</em>, Mr. Duncan." She paused, then said, "I should be heading home."<br><br>She turned around and walked slowly towards the door. Then she stopped, and turned back around, and said smiling, "Unless there's anything else you want?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 08:42:42</strong>
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				She was teasing him mercilessly, and she knew it.&nbsp; Indecision kept him seated as she walked away, but when she turned to face him, asking if he wanted anything, he felt his throat go dry.&nbsp; Mike slowly rose from his chair, his erection prodding against his slacks, and moved toward her, as though his body had a mind of its own.&nbsp; His mind screamed at him not to do what he was thinking of, but his body wasn't listening.&nbsp; <br><br>He moved close to her, his larger frame towering over her own.&nbsp; He bent, his face slowly inching closer and closer to her own.&nbsp; Then, gently, slowly and with the hesitation that only uncertainty can bring, he kissed her, his lips brushing against her own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 08:55:10</strong>
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				The kiss was, of course, better than all of the kisses she had imagined while sitting in class. Mr. Duncan was tall, strong, and when he kissed her she felt that presence that she'd first admired about him.<br><br>Abby kissed him back, intensifying the pressure slightly, and she allowed her chest to graze against his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 08:59:33</strong>
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				When she didn't pull away from his kiss, and instead pushed into him, Mike moaned as her body grazed his.&nbsp; His arms enveloped her, wrapping around her and pulling her tightly against him.&nbsp; His hands fell to her ass, and he squeezed her firm buttocks, loving the feel of them.&nbsp; The movement also brought her hips grinding against his bulge, and he moaned softly at the pressure.<br><br>While his mind continued to rave against what he was doing, his body was all too eager to get the job done.&nbsp; His fingers pulled up on her denim skirt, sliding it up and over her round backside, revealing the white panties beneath.&nbsp; One hand slipped to the front, and between her legs, his fingertips brushing against her wet slit, toying with it through her underwear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 09:10:55</strong>
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				Abby gasped as Mr. Duncan easily slid apart her legs and caressed her through the fabric of her panties. The girl had become very damp and needed to pry her now wet underwear off. She pulled back slightly from her teacher and caressed his erection with one hand while sliding her white underwear off with the other. She stepped out with her right leg and then her left and tossed the discarded panties on a nearby desk chair.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 09:20:20</strong>
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				Mike felt his breath catch in his throat when she stepped out of her panties, her wet sex ready for the taking.&nbsp; His hand returned, his fingers sliding inside of her moist lips.&nbsp; She was so soft and warm, and part of him wondered if she were still a virgin.&nbsp; Any thought process was cut off, however, when her hand stroked him through his slacks.&nbsp; He quickly undid his belt and kicked off his shoes, his pants sliding to his ankles, along with his boxers.&nbsp; He kicked them aside, and came toward her again, his hands grabbing her by the ass.&nbsp; He lifted her and carried her to a corner work table.<br><br>Setting her down, he knelt in front of her and his mouth slid onto her pussy.&nbsp; His tongue traced her wet opening, and he moaned as the taste of her wet juices coated his lips.&nbsp; Everything about her was pure lust and desire, and his body was responding, a bit of precum dripping from the end up his cock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 09:36:34</strong>
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				Abby wondered for a brief moment if Mr. Duncan thought she was a virgin. She wasn't; she'd had sex a few times with her ex-boyfriend. They'd both been virgins then and she realized after they broke up she wanted someone more experienced. That was when she'd started seeing Mr. Duncan in a different light...<br><br>Regardless, Mr. Duncan didn't seem to mind if Abby was a virgin or not, and he was doing the most wonderful thing to her pussy that she couldn't manage a single thought other than how incredible it felt. "Mmm," she moaned.<br><br>Abby's breasts felt confined in her shirt. "Mr. Duncan, take my shirt off, would you please?" she said breathlessly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 18:47:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike smiled up at her, and rose, his hands running up her stomach to her large breasts.&nbsp; He caressed them, then squeezed them, pressing them together inside of her shirt.&nbsp; His hands slid back down, and he lifted the bottom of her shirt, raising it up and over her head.&nbsp; He reached around behind her, his fingers unclasping the hooks of her bra, and when her breasts fell free, it was all he could do to stare at them for a moment.<br><br>Then, he smiled, and knelt before her once more.&nbsp; Taking one of her breasts in hand, he licked the nipple, his opposite hand squeezing the other.&nbsp; She had such beautiful tits for being only a teenager, and Mike wanted nothing more than to feel his cock pressed between them.<br><br>"Abby, you have a beautiful body..." he whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 00:11:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm glad it pleases you, Mr. Duncan," Abby said, now wearing only her skirt which had been pushed up her waste. She slid down off the table. Abby brought herself down to her knees and began to gently stroke Mr. Duncan's firm cock with one of her delicate hands. She noticed that the tip had become moist, and she licked it off. It wasn't the best tasting thing, but Abby didn't mind. She smiled, and then she enveloped him in her mouth. <br><br>Abby's ex hadn't liked oral sex. He'd said he didn't see the point. Abby wondered what other things Mr. Duncan would like that her ex hadn't "seen the point" of.<br><br>Abby slid Mr. Duncan's now twitching erection in and out of her wet mouth. She was afraid he would release soon and she wasn't ready for it to end quite yet. Abby stood back up and leaned against the desk again, her round hazel eyes imploring that he do what he want with her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:47:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike watched as her breasts bounced when she slid from the table, his eyes fixated on her form.&nbsp; Her small hands felt so good on his cock, and he gasped when her mouth took him in, her tongue sliding along the underside of his erection.&nbsp; Her lips massaged the tip, and his entire body trembled.&nbsp; She wasn't a virgin, he could tell that much.<br><br>When she stood, her eyes pleading with him, he smiled.&nbsp; His hands moved to her hips, and he spun her around before pulling her back to him.&nbsp; He sat in one of the chairs lining the table, his legs wide.&nbsp; Pulling her down to him, he eased her onto his cock, gasping softly as her wet sex slid over him, enveloping him like a tight sheathe.&nbsp; Then, his hands grabbed the underside of her thighs, and he pulled her legs apart as he lifted her, his strong arms holding her upright while he started to pump inside of her.&nbsp; She could place her hands on either side of him to support herself, one on the table, the other on the windowsill.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 02:25:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby found it difficult to maintain balance while Mr. Duncan entered her, but she soon realized that it didn't matter. She leaned on the windowsill and trusted Mr. Duncan's strength to keep her upright. It hurt a little--Mr. Duncan's cock was bigger than she was used to and her pussy wrapped against it tightly, but the pain felt good and as Mr. Duncan fucked her she allowed a loud moan to escape from her lips. It was probably a bit too loud given that class was still in session in other parts of the building.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 02:33:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike was completely lost in lust, and he heard her moan, but didn't seem to care.&nbsp; His arms held her by her upper thighs, and one hand slid down to toy with her clit while he pumped into her.&nbsp; He gasped at the tightness of her teenage body, and at how wet she'd become.<br><br>Soon enough his arms began to tire, and he lowered her, letting her rise and fall on her own, his hands rising to squeeze her breasts.&nbsp; He sat up, his lips caressing her bare back while she rode him.&nbsp; Her nubile form felt so very good to him, and he wanted to know every part of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 02:50:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby shivered when Mr. Duncan kissed the bare skin of her back. Everything he did brought her closer to the edge, even though she wanted it to last as long as possible. If only she could let this experienced man fuck her for hours.<br><br>Her breasts bounced in Mr. Duncan's hand while she rode him up and down, feeling his shaft pull in and out of her. She could feel his wedding ring but the slight pang of guilt was easy to ignore. Abby tried to bite her lip to keep herself from moaning but it was in vain as the sounds of pleasure still managed to escape her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 02:54:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike felt her rhythm increase, his cock pounding deeper into her with every up and down motion.&nbsp; He moaned, his cheek falling against her skin, his hands caressing her breasts before toying with her nipples.&nbsp; The man was close to cumming, and his ecstasy, he forgot all about his wife and the heart break this would cause if she ever found out.<br><br>"Abby..." he gasped, his breath catching in his throat.&nbsp; "I'm gonn...my god.&nbsp; I'm gonna cum..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 03:02:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing those words, Abby slipped off of Mr. Duncan's cock and turned around so she could take it in her mouth. She licked the shaft and then began pumping her mouth on the now spasming cock, preparing to lick up every last drop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 03:39:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she eagerly turned to put her mouth on his cock, he leaned forward, his hands going to the back of her head.&nbsp; He pushed it down atop his cock, filling her throat with his erection.&nbsp; He pumped her mouth quickly and deeply, feeling himself growing closer and closer to cumming.&nbsp; Then, with a sudden intake of breath, his hips bucked, and he came, shooting a thick load into her mouth.<br><br>"Abby!" he cried, his hands atop her head, his entire body shaking with the orgasm.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 05:00:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby swallowed every drop of Mr. Duncan's warm cum. She was happy to have been the cause of such a powerful orgasm that her teacher seemed to have had; she liked how he had called out her name so intensely.<br><br>The young student sat on the floor, worried for a moment that Mr. Duncan was simply going to collapse.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 06:44:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike breathed hard, his cock jumping as her tongue ran over it, licking it clean.&nbsp; His eyes looked at her, naked, her skin flushed with passion, and he smiled, a hand moving out to caress her cheek.&nbsp; "Abby..." he said, his voice soft as he met her eyes.&nbsp; "We can't...tell anyone about this.&nbsp; My wife will die of heart ache if she found out..."&nbsp; The guilt of what he'd just done settled into his heart, and he looked away, his eyes downcast as he rose from the seat.&nbsp; He needed to get dressed and get out of the school, and away from her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 07:11:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right, and it obviously would not be beneficial to me in any way if anyone found out," said Abby, putting her clothes back on. "I wont tell if you don't, alright?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 07:22:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay..." he said, and nodded.&nbsp; Then, impulsively, he moved over to her and gently kissed her once more.&nbsp; He pulled back just in time, however, as the door to his classroom opened, and the principal walked in, eying them both curiously.&nbsp; Luckily enough, they were both dressed and seeming normal, and Mike nodded to the man as he entered.&nbsp; "Can I help you Principal Stukey?"<br><br>"We heard some commotion, Mr. Duncan..." he replied, his gaze moving from Mike to Abby and back again.&nbsp; "Is everything alright?"<br><br>"Yes sir, everything is fine.&nbsp; I was going over some extra credit work with Abby here, during the war of 1812.&nbsp; I guess I got a bit carried away with the reenactment."&nbsp; He smiled and shrugged, and the principal nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer.&nbsp; The man left, and Mike looked and Abby and smiled, sighing in relief.&nbsp; <br><br>"That was close..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 07:31:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Principal Stukey's appearance had caused Abby's heart to beat madly. She was surprised the principal couldn't actually hear it since it seemed to be pounding so loudly in her ears.<br><br>"Good cover," Abby said. She had some things to learn about lying on the spot. She would have to think of something to say to her band mates when they asked how her meeting with Mr. Duncan had gone.<br><br>"I'll see you in class tomorrow," Abby said. "And thank you." She grabbed her bag and made her way out of the classroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 16:43:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you..." he said, watching her go.&nbsp; The rest of the day, a smile was on his face, but on the drive home, it faded.&nbsp; He had to face his wife, knowing what he did was wrong, and not let her think that anything was wrong.&nbsp; The evening was a long one, and he'd drank nearly a twelve pack of beer to help him relax.&nbsp; His wife hadn't noticed anything, but she had gone to bed early.&nbsp; Mike had kissed her goodnight and returned to watching baseball on his TV.<br><br>The next day, still groggy from the beer the night before, he had made his way into the school looking a bit more disheveled than he was used to.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 02:57:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once Abby made it home, she called up her band mate Ellen to apologize for not making it to practice. "I got held up after class. Mr. Duncan wanted to go over some things with me since I didn't do too well on the quiz."<br><br>"I should've taken Honors History instead of regular," Ellen said. "Mr. Duncan's kind of cute."<br><br>"I guess," said Abby. "Tough class, though."<br><br>Abby sighed with relief when she got off the phone. The lie had gone over well. She supposed it was easier that the lie was much more believable than the truth.<br><br>The next morning, Abby chose her outfit carefully. She wore a pair of tight-fitting jeans and a blue striped shirt that hugged her curves. She put her piled her hair on top of her head to highlight her neck. She wasn't sure what she was going to say to Mr. Duncan, maybe nothing, but she did know that what had happened the day before was something she definitely wanted to do again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 06:26:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike stood behind his desk when Abby entered, pouring over the day's lesson plan.&nbsp; He looked up, his gaze following her to her seat.&nbsp; He smiled slightly, then turned and began scribbling notes on the black board that would help him lead into the day's lesson.&nbsp; His hair was slightly mussy, though not overly so, and there was a day's worth of stubble on his jaw.&nbsp; Anyone who knew him would know that he seemed out of sorts, though only one person knew exactly why.<br><br>He turned back to his desk when class started, and began his lecture.&nbsp; Right as he started, though, he called Abby up to his desk to hand out a few worksheets to the classroom.&nbsp; There was a folded note atop it, with her name scrawled on the folded flap.&nbsp; He smiled at her again, before going back to his class, letting her hand out the worksheets.&nbsp; When she happened to read the note, it read:<br><br><em>Meet me at the gym after band practice.&nbsp; We need to talk.<br>-M</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 22:59:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took Abby a moment to realize that "M" stood for Mr. Duncan's first name, which was strange to think about since that's not what she called him in her head. Also, talking was not what Abby wanted to be doing. Mr. Duncan looked incredibly sexy with his hair messed up and she wanted badly to run her fingers through it.<br><br>Getting through class was even more difficult than usual, even though Abby tried her hardest to pay attention. After the rest of the students left, she brought the note up to Mr. Duncan and handed it to him. "Yes?" she said with a smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 02:34:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike waited for the rest of the class to depart before turning his attention to Abby.&nbsp; He hadn't intended for her to speak to him right after class, that much was evident in the note.&nbsp; But she was here, and he figured he might as well get their conversation over with.<br><br>"Abby..." he began, swallowing hard lest he lose his nerve.&nbsp; "What happened yesterday...it shouldn't have happened.&nbsp; It can't happen again..."&nbsp; He stopped, looking up at her, and despite his best intentions, he couldn't help but let his gaze travel over her form on the way up.&nbsp; He pictured her naked again, riding him, and had to shake his head to clear his thoughts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 03:30:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right, of course," said Abby. She could tell that Mr. Duncan's facial expression didn't match her words. "I have to go to band practice; I can't miss it again. I can meet you in the gym later to discuss."<br><br>Abby smiled and turned to leave for practice, combing her fingers through her hair as she walked out of the door to the classroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 03:47:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike watched her go, and then sunk his head into his hands.&nbsp; He sighed heavily.&nbsp; Abby's intuition had been correct; he didn't really mean what he had said.&nbsp; But his guilt over the act had prompted the words, and he knew that it was for the best.&nbsp; His wife would never have to find out, and he could always remember fondly the day that he had fucked one of his students in his classroom.<br><br>Later, he stood in the gym, ready to stick to his guns about them not having anymore contact.&nbsp; He was nervous, however, and had to take a deep breath to steady himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 04:07:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby spotted Mr. Duncan in the empty gym as she entered following a productive band practice. They had a show playing that weekend and the set was almost completely polished.<br><br>Mr. Duncan still looked extremely attractive. Particularly now that Abby knew how good he looked naked.<br><br>"Alright," she said as she approached. "Do you want to continue where you left off?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 04:13:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh...yeah..." he stammered.&nbsp; "So...like I said...we can't do that anymore."&nbsp; His hand rose to the back of his head, and he found it hard to meet her gaze.&nbsp; "It's not you, Abby...you were amazing...b-but...my wife..."&nbsp; <br><br>He fell silent, finally forcing himself to meet her gaze.&nbsp; He seemed extremely nervous, as if he wasn't sure of what he really wanted.&nbsp; Of course he didn't want to hurt his wife, but all he could think of was Abby's naked body, and her pussy slamming down on his cock.&nbsp; That, and she'd swallowed every single drop of his cum, when his wife couldn't stand to have it anywhere near her, so much so that she made him cum into a towel whenever they had sex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 04:54:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby felt that pang of guilt again about Mr. Duncan having a wife. She never meant to be "the other woman" but it had just happened. And it wasn't like she was cheating on anyone. It was his decision.<br><br>She took a deep breath. "I'm only going to say this once. Decline and I wont ask about it again. Yesterday was incredible, and damn it I want to do it again. I don't want you to leave your wife. We can find a more...secure location, and we can both have what we want." Abby smiles nervously and twists a strand of hair around her finger.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 05:02:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing her words, Mike can't help but recall the day before...the sight of her breasts, her tight pussy, and the sight of her naked body filled his mind.&nbsp; He smiled at the memory, and when she suggested a more secure meeting place, he nodded, though reluctantly.<br><br>"As long as my wife doesn't find out..." he said softly, his eyes meeting hers.&nbsp; "But where?&nbsp; Somewhere in the school?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 05:22:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby was surprised. She actually expected Mr. Duncan to decline. But he didn't.<br><br>She leaned close to her teacher's ear and whispered, "You're the teacher. You know more about the secret areas of this school than I do. Why don't you think about it and get back to me?"<br><br>Abby stepped back, preparing to leave, and then she thought of something else to say, so she leaned in again. "I want to be the girl that you can do things with...that you otherwise can't." She leaned back and smiled, and then began making her way out of the gym.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 05:32:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mike grinned as Abby leaned in conspiritorily and spoke to him.&nbsp; He chuckled, and watched her turn to leave.&nbsp; Her ass bounced around in her tight band uniform pants, and it was all he could do to control himself, to avoid taking her right there on the gym floor.&nbsp; Besides, he had to be home for dinner, and he didn't want to arouse any suspicion about his what...or who...he was doing.<br><br>But that didn't stop him from leaving the gym, and taking a walk around the school, making mental notes of the different secretive places that they could have their fun.&nbsp; The drama club had their own private stage, and the area backstage was both dimly lit and pretty secluded, so much so that the kids didn't use it unless it was an official practice.&nbsp; That rule had been made after two girls ended up pregnant at the same time, by the same father.&nbsp; The orgy had been the talk of the school, but the clamp down on access had been an effective reaction to that.<br><br>The next day, he came into the school early.&nbsp; He stood out by the greenhouse, smoking a cigarette, watching the buses roll in, waiting to see if Abby would be on one of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clover</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 05:52:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby was glad to be old enough to drive to school, even though her car was a decade old Dodge Neon. It was better than the bus and she always felt a little superior to the students who had to ride on it as she walked passed them into the school building.<br><br>She was surprised to see Mr. Duncan standing out front smoking on a cigarette. "Hi, Mr. Duncan!" she said casually. Being a good student, teachers usually liked her and she often said hi to them when she happened to see them outside the classroom. It would have been stranger for her to not say hi.<br><br>He was smoking. "Not being a very good example for the students with that cigarette in your hand, are you?" she asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teacher Knows Best (Clover &amp; Dark Clown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 14:14:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Or when I'm fucking one of my students..." he said, though low enough for nobody to hear.&nbsp; He smiled and waved back, and then, glancing around to make sure no one was looking, he waved her over.&nbsp; They still had twenty minutes before first bell, and Mike was feeling particularly randy that morning.&nbsp; Already, his cock was bulging at the mere sight of her, and he could think of no better way to start his day than by fucking her behind the greenhouse.<br><br>
			</dd>
		</dl>
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