The High School Stud.. And The Math Teacher


It all started during football season. The coach was sitting at his desk looking over some plays for the next weeks game. His door was open, but the math teacher Mrs. Wells knocked on the door casing to get his attention.


“Oh , hello Mrs. Wells, come in, what can I do for you?”
‘I thought I would bring you some bad news.”
“Oh, I don’t know if I want to hear that, what kind of bad news?”
“Your star football player, your quarterback is failing his math. I told him about it some time ago, but he’s not listening. So he won’t be able to play football the rest of the year.”

The coach just sat there stunned. “ I didn’t know it was that bad Mrs. Wells, what can we do about it ? Can we get a special tutor for him?”

“I don’t know coach, you can go to the office and ask.”
“That’s what I’ll do tomorrow morning the first thing. Thanks, I think. I’ll let you know what I find out.” “Okay,” she says, as she goes down the hall. Her tight little ass, swaying back and forth in her tight skirt, and low cut blouse. She has a body, that just spells sex. All the older boys turn their heads and watch, getting a hard – on, as they watch her go down the hall.


The next morning the coach goes to the office to see if he can get a private tutor for his quarterback. They tell him no , that he’s not any better than any of the rest of them, he’ll have to get busy and study.

Dishearten, the coach goes to see Mrs. Wells. “I’m sorry he tells her, they won’t do it, they say he has to do it on his own. What are we going to do? Do you have any ideas?”

“The only thing I know we can try. I’ll try and tutor him at my house. My husband is gone all night, he won’t be a bother to him. It will just be me and him. We can try that, and see if it works.”
“Thanks Mrs. Wells.” He turns and goes down the hall.

The math class is the last class of the afternoon. The football player we are talking about, Is about six feet tall, one seventy five to one hundred eighty pounds, built like a goddess. Looks like a movie star.
All the girls are after him all the time. Rubbing against him every chance they get. Then he reaches out to feel their pussy and hear them squeal. He has not settled on any one of them, he just flirts with all of them.

That afternoon in class, the math teacher walks up to his desk, and leans up against his desk, touching his shoulder in the process. He looks up at her with a grin, reaches down and feels her leg with his hand, she doesn’t move.