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SWSOPM: Chapter Thirty Five

Chapter Thirty Five

-Sex Scene-

I went and sat down in my usual seat and leaned back, his eyes went straight to my cleavage which wasn’t popping out, but was there and then down to my legs which were exposed in the shorts I changed into.

“So Mr. Parker, why did you want to keep me after school today?”

I smirked when he groaned before sitting down in ‘his’ chair at the front.

“Well Miss. Hope, you failed your math final, and this put’s you at Salutatorian, and you’re no longer going to finish as valedictorian.”

I gasped, like actually gasped. If someone were to really tell me that, I could be in tears right now. But I would never fail any class, so that won’t be a problem.

“But Mr. Parker, I’ve top of my class since freshman year! I cannot finish second” my eyes started watering, and when he started looking concerned for real, I sent him a wink and he relaxed.

“I’m sorry Miss. Parker, Damon will be valedictorian now” I wanted to laugh. Damon was intelligent, and probably in at least the top ten, but not valedictorian material.

“No! Please, is there anything I can do, can I retake the test, extra credit, I will do anything to get valedictorian back” I let the tears flow down my face now.

He stood up and walked over to me and wiped the tears away. “Don’t cry, I know a way for you to get an A on your final, and you’ll get your title back” I took deep breaths and stopped the tears from coming after a minute or so.

“How?” I asked.

“Well that all depends” he smirked at me and I pretended to be confused.

“Depends on what Mr. Parker?”

“What you’re willing to do for that A” he trailed his hand down my arm

“Anything Mr. Parker, I worked four years to ear this, I can’t not get it, I have to be valedictorian!”

“Stand-up” he commanded and I did “Not come here” I walked over and stood in front of him. He grabbed me around the waist and pressed his lips roughly against mine.

I had to remember my role, and I pushed off his chest and stepped back, and slapped him. Not hard but enough “Mr. Parker, what the hell are you doing?” I yelled and he smirked.

Goodness this is so cheesy, but so much fun.

“You said you would do anything for an A” he grabbed me and pulled me against him “And you’re going to have to work extra hard to make up for that slap” he whispered in my ear, and it took a lot of effort not to moan in anticipation of what was to come.

“Mr. Parker, you’re a teacher!” I yelled trying to sound horrified, but I really wanted to laugh at my acting skills.

“Miss. Hope, how badly do you want that spot?” He said in a low and husky voice. I thought about it, and bit my lip, knowing it would drive him insane.

“I, I can’t lose my spot, but-” he interrupted me

“Then get on your knees.” He looked me in the eyes, and I could see them darken, there was lust in his eyes, and I could see the darkness of his dominate side. That both excited and terrified me.

“What?” I choked out.

“If you want an A on your final, get on your knees, last chance. Either get on your knees and suck or get the hell out of my classroom.” He said it with such demand It turned me on.