Simply just professional

Chapter 1

Mrs. Reed was cleaning her desk after the test. All of the kids had left. Good. She was tired of sitting through their annoying monologues. As she stacked some papers to put in a folder, the Counselor walked in. “I wasn’t expecting to see you today Counselor. What brings you here?”

“Please call me Ryan, but that's not what I'm here for, I heard your kids were monologuing.” He said as he crossed his arms.

Mrs. Reed nodded her head. “Is there a problem with that?”

The Counselor slammed his hands down on the desk, startling Mrs. Reed and scattering papers. “Are you aware, Mrs. Reed, that monologuing is strictly forbidden during tests? Do you know what I will have to do with your students?”

Mrs. Reed sighed and picked up the fallen scantrons. “They monologued before the test, no need to worry Counselor.”

“I’m not worried about them, Mrs. Reed. You monologued while they were testing, and told the future no less. I don’t want to have to report you.”

Mrs. Reed stood and looked the Counselor deeply in the eyes. “Then don’t,” she said in a soft tone of voice.

The Counselor sighed in defeat, then raised an eyebrow. “Oh my, those sure have gotten big, haven’t they?”

The teacher nodded her head. “Yes indeed. The tests just keep getting longer and harder.”

“They sure do. As well as......”
Mrs. Reed closed the box and sipped from her cup. “Nothing like vodka and cocaine to get you through testing week.” She chuckled as the counselor scoffed at the others sense of humor

“And lots of sex,” the Counselor nodded. He wrote some notes on his clipboard. “I’d best be going now. The sooner I get home, the sooner I can take of these stupid pants off. I swear, who has a dong big enough dick to warrant pants this size?”

“You do,” Mrs. Reed answered calmly. “Should I come over tonight?”

“What about Mr. Reed?” the Counselor questioned.

“Don’t worry. As far as he knows, our relationship is purely professional.” Mrs. Reed took another sip of her vodka-crack, then grabbed her purse.

“Be over at seven, then.” The Counselor then exited the room.

“Yes,” Mrs. Reed whispered to herself, “Purely Professional.” Mrs. Reed had been longing to get away from her husband ever since she met the counselor there was just something about him that made him so....perfect. From his beautiful and clear brown eyes to the way he walked down the hallway just made him to irresistible to the young teacher.