The Delinquent Class

Well into her lecture, Khloe could sense something going on behind her back. Some of the students had fallen back asleep, while others were barely paying attention. She continued on with the lesson not turning around just yet.

Then taking his chance, Jori let the paper bullet fly and it hits its target, 'Bullseye!' he thought as he made it look lil he was up to nothing. The other AWAKE student and Frankie all tried to keep quiet with their sniggers.

Khloe sensed it coming and felt the crumpled up piece of paper bounce of her ass cheek. Without even turning around she knew who the culprit was. "Basker! Go stand in the hall for the remainder of class this instant!" She yelled, her dry erase marker still moving not breaking her concentration in the least.

"No Proof Miss Bitch." he retorted back, not moving from his desk. 'How the fuck did she know it was me without looking?' he was slightly surprised about that.

True she didn't exactly have physical proof, but her "special" senses knew the paper ball came from him. "I don't care! You are disturbing my class. And for talking back you earned yourself after school detention. I won't tell you again now get your ass outside! March!" She demanded, turning around to face him this time.

He glared at her, "I'll play along Miss BITCH. But Its the LAST Time." he warned her as he left his desk and went outside into the hall and leaned against the wall. "MAN she's a fuckin bitch." he said to himself. The rest of the class went on somewhat peacefully. After history was done they got more of this 'bullshit' when they were in PE, acting more like a drill sergeant than a coach. Jori wasn't taking her seriously once more, but just walking rather than running the laps she ordered them to do and that earned him another hour on his after school detention.

After school, Jori arrived to the class room and sighed, "What's it to be Miss Bitch writing lines or and essay on bad behaviour?" he asked sarcastically.

Khloe was waiting for him back in her classroom after the final bell had rung to release the students for the day. The classroom was empty as she sat atop her desk waiting for him to walk through the door.

"We will get to that later. Have a seat." She said pointing to the desk right in front of her.

He closed the door of the classroom and rolled his eyes and casually walked over and slumped in the seat, "You know its pointless given me these...it just doesn't do it for anyone." he said in a bored tone.

Khloe chuckled, "Truthfully, this is more for me, not you. I wanted the chance to speak to you alone without your followers to disturb us." She said looking at him directly.

He perked an eyebrow, "...............And what for?" he asked, crossing his arms, "What could you POSSIBLY need to speak to me one on one for?" he asked, wondering what she was plotting. Maybe a bribe? A warning? What could it be?

Khloe smirked at him and slid off the desk and walked slowly toward him. "You are very fascinating to me, Jori Basker. I think you are going to be my favorite student in this class. Contrary to how strict I am in class, I have a rather loose moral code." She said walking around behind him touching his shoulder a bit sensually.

He squinted at her, 'What is she playing at?' he thought to himself. He followed her moving around to the back of him, And he perked an eyebrow at her 'morals' comment, "................Are you hitting on me Miss Bitch?" he asked her straight forward, "Because that's not good for a Teacher on their first day." he smirked at her, 'I thought there was something interesting about this woman.' he thought again.

She just casually slowly walked around behind his chair and trailed her fingers from his shoulder, across his back to the other as she moved. "I'm your teacher...it would be wrong of me to admit that." She smirked and didn't admit to anything, but instead confirmed his suspicions with her touch. "I'm not worried, I have that principal wrapped around my little finger. He will never release me..." She assured him.

"I'm not surprised you've got that fucker around your red nailed finger, You probably flashed him your tits." he said, "Since you show them off more than a road sign." he got her hand, stopping her in front of him, "But Since you're not gonna admit it......what do you want?" he smirked, he and an idea but he wanted to hear or see what she planned to do.

"Didn't have to...just this amount of cleavage was enough to make him blush bright red." She started to come around to the front when he grabbed her hand. She stopped and stood in front of him, not really surprised by his sudden show of force. "Telling you what I want would be the same as admitting to hitting on you...I won't be reeled in that easily Mr. Basker." She smirked and pulled her hand away.

He held his grip to her hand, "Then I've no reason to be here." he smirked, standing up. "If THere's no detention to be had, I'll be on my way." he said, getting up from his desk, making his way to the door.

When he stood and made his way toward the door, the clicking of her heels could be heard behind him. She came up behind him, pressing her body against him and reaching for the doorknob before he could and locked it. "Leaving so soon? I don't recall ever saying you could be dismissed, Mr. Basker." She pressed her ample cleavage into his back and pulled his hand gently away from the doorknob. "If I tell you my true intentions...then you will stay?" She whispered in his ear.

he paused feeling her pressed against his back and he breathed in deep and exhaled a loud, "If it will get you to tell me then yes." he said, glancing over his shoulder with a sneaky glint in his dark red eyes. He was younger but he was taller than her still as he turned to face her, "So, What ARE your true intentions Miss WEAVER." he finally said her surname.

She smirked when he finally used her surname, "The moment you walked into my classroom, there was just something about you that drew me to you. I knew you were special the moment I laid eyes on you." She said taking a step forward closer to him.

"Oh really?" he was still not convince, "If you are proclaiming your love for me, sorry...I don't do that thing." he shrugged. "But if You are Hinting to what I think you are...I'm down for it." he smirked, "But not my fault if ya get found out by others." he said, pushing forward against her, showing he was NOT in the least be worried.

"I'm not worried..." She said and closed the gap between them, their faces nearly touching. "What do you think I'm hinting at then?" She said, staring deep into his eyes over her glasses.

"Ohh I don't know.....maybe something like this." suddenly he got an arm around her and got reaching up her skirt rubbing at her pantie clad pussy, feeling they were damp, "You're wet already? You little slut." he smirked an pushed her panties aside and slipped a finger into her pumping it in and out of her.

His sudden movement caught her by surprise, "Lucky for me you are a quick study...MMMM ahhhh!" She felt his fingers go under her skirt and tease her over her panties. "And no fear as well...AHHHH!" She was now between him and her desk, one move and she would be pinned between the two. "Oh fuck...you know your way around a woman...AHHH!" She felt his fingers moving vigorously inside her, spreading her wide.

He smirked and got her sitting on her desk, still pumping his finger into her, "You think Cause I'm an Asshole that girl don't find me attractive?" he smirked. His whole bad boy look was what got him girl mainly. He got riding her skirt up and got pulling her panties down, then got to fingers pumping into her now exposed pussy, hearing her getting more and more wet from his fingering, "Hear that you little slut!? Bet you were imagining yourself being rammed right there in front of the class!" he grinned.

"I think it is BECAUSE you're an asshole that the girls find you attractive...and that you're easy on the eyes..." She let him move her against the desk and sat down while he continued to explore inside her while he pushed her skirt up and pulled her panties to her knees. She could indeed hear her pussy squelching and making very audible lewd noises. She opened her legs and let them fall against the desk. "MMMM! AHHH you're fingers are so deep!" Her pussy was dripping, from the combination of his fingers and the sexy look in his eyes. "Th-that's entirely possible...ahhh!"