To Sir with Love

Chapter 9

Gary was still living with Jason when the night of the parents evening came around. He was still waiting for some new furniture and the decorator was finishing up.

'What time are you expecting to be finished tonight? Shall I wait for you before eating?' Gary asked, shoving the last of his toast into his mouth and standing up to put his plate in the dish-washer.

Jason paused as he mentally went through his list of parents in his head. Ruby's mum was his last appointment at 7.00, so he guessed he'd be finished by 7.30pm. 'Um, if you don't mind waiting then I should be home by 7.45 at the latest.'

'Cool... I'll make us something quick for dinner,' Gary replied, trying to work out what to cook which would be easy too.

'Don't go to too much trouble, Gaz.' Jason picked up his holdall and rapidly scanned the contents to make sure he'd got everything he'd need. 'So what have you got planned today?' he asked as an after-thought.

'I'm going to take a drive over to the house to see how much longer it'll be until I can move back in. Hopefully by the end of the week everything will be ship-shape,' Gary sat back down at the kitchen table and took a sip of his coffee.

Jason checked his watch and realised he needed to get a move on, 'I'll see you later then.'

'Yeah, I hope it goes ok tonight.' Gary gave him a small wave and resumed reading the Daily Telegraph which was lying on the scrubbed wooden table.

Jason's day went without a hitch and at 5pm after a quick cup of tea with the other teachers and some marking of homework he was ready to meet the parents. He was feeling somewhat nervous considering this was the first time he'd conducted a parents' evening and didn't want any hiccups.

The first couple of meetings went well and he was running bang on time until he was faced with the mother of one of the most boisterous boys in his class. Opening the door he rapidly scanned the corridor, wondering if he'd have time for a quick trip to the loo before Lucas's parents arrived. He was disappointed to see the Lucas's mum perched inelegantly on the tiny chairs his pupils sat on every day, her skirt nearly hitched up to her waist it was so short.

'Um, Mrs Bell?' he asked, feeling slightly nervous as she looked at him like she wanted to eat him for dinner. He wondered why he felt nervous, considering he'd seen plenty of women looking at him like that in the past when he'd performed with the lads and hurriedly realised it was because there had been security there - this time he was all alone with someone who looked like she was far more interested in finding out the contents of his pants rather than the content of her son's work.

'Yes Jason....' she simpered, batting her heavily mascared eyelashes at him and shimmying her hips as she slid the skirt down over her ample hips to try and look slightly more respectable.

Jason stepped backwards and held the door open for Lucas's mum. She ducked under his arm as it held the door open and grinned flirtatiously up at him as she did so, her thick black eyelashes batting away again at him like a rabid hedgehog.

Sitting down opposite him, she afforded him another glimpse of thigh as she crossed her legs and smiled at him, her teeth chewing on her bottom lip as she attempted to clumsily flirt with him.

'Um, would you mind if I duck out to the loo, Mrs Bell?' Jason asked politely, playing for time.

'Oh, of course!! And it's Miss Bell, well you can call me Annie. Lucas doesn't have a dad. He's from a sperm donor.' Lucas's mum gave him a winning smile and her eyes drifted down to his crotch area so he was under no illusion that she was more than willing to help him with his ablutions, if he so wished.