This was their first time at doing any type of role play and honestly, she was excited about it and student/teacher was her favorite. Her catholic school uniform (complete with the long black socks and shoes) still fit and she'd made some minor changes, the most notable was making the skirt much, much shorter. She couldn't wait to see the look on her teacher, Mr Shriver's face when she walked into the living room wearing her uniform and having her hair in pigtails.
Steve waited turned on by playing this game with her. When she walked into the living room he felt like he could explode right then and there. His eyes looked her over nice and slow definitely liking what he saw, so much she might see a slight jump from his dick.
She tried her best to be serious and not smile but she didn't do a very good job at it. She was much too excited to be doing this. "Yes, Mr Shriver." she said, taking a seat in one of the chairs he'd brought in from the kitchen. She waited a few seconds to cross her legs, giving him a chance to take a peek at her white cotton panties.
He leaned back just so he could get a better view before meeting her eyes. "Your grades, they aren't as good as they once were. Have you been distracted lately?"
She looked shamefully down at his words and pushed her glasses up her nose, nodding her head. "Yes, Mr Shriver, I have." After a moment she looked back up at him with innocent wide eyes.
She twirled her hair around her finger as she thought of a proper response, not thinking he'd like the real reason. "I uh...I can't tell you." she told him softly, "You won't approve."
She sat up straight and leaned back in her seat. Her shirt was a bit snug and it was obvious she had no bra on, not to mention only the two middle buttons were even buttoned. She pretended not to know he was checking her out. "I don't want you to get mad at me."
She was still twirling her hair around her finger and now biting her lip, hoping that he wouldn't mind what she had to say. "It's you, Mr Shriver. You've been distracting me."
She swallowed hard and was thinking 'just like that'. "Look at you. You...you're a very...you're hot." she blurted out whether he knew it or not. "And my mind goes places...naughty places."
Sam never got embarrassed easily but if she'd really been high school Sam, her face would have been bright red when he lifted her chin. She didn't stop to tell him that though and ruin the mood. She did shift around nervously in her seat and looked everywhere but his eyes, at first. "Like what you'd look like without a shirt on."
[Rose as a naughty teacher? She can do that, especially with those handy dandy brainyspecs and her one-too-many-buttons-undone-to-be-professional white blouse/blazer combo.]
[The brainy-specs are a nice touch. He's got sunglasses. That's the best he's got, because he hasn't figured out if he's supposed to be the struggling student or the delinquent. He was a delinquent once. Blew up a wing of the Academy.
[He sits back and points at her.] Funny story about that. Filled it out, went to get it laminated, and the process ended up dissolving the paper instead.
[...That's not a regulation skirt, come to think of it. Distracting.] Uh...what it is isn't important, can't I just redo the homework? Or better, we can just assume all the work I put into it is worth a decent grad and skip it.
[Snerk. Anatomy test? Really? Wait no, being offended like a delinquent in denial, that's what he's supposed be doing.] But I studied! You can't just fail me, Miss Tyler!
[Oh, he'll give you a--never mind, never mind. That one's too bad to even think. That skirt is still distractingly short.] Something...practical, Miss Tyler? What something?
Pretending they were meeting in secret as he cheated on his wife was oddly hot with her. He slipped up behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Hey Sexy."
She didn't know why this idea sounded so hot to her, probably because he'd never really cheat, but it did and when he walked up behind her, she smiled and leaned back against him. "Hey handsome, glad to see you could get out tonight."
"Where's the wifey?" she asked sarcastically, Sam wishing she'd just disappear into thin air. She dropped her head down to give him more room and she slowly swayed her hips, rubbing her ass against the front of his pants.
"So you have a while." she grinned, dropping her head back and pulling him down with her hand wrapped around the back of his head. She heard that groan and continued moving her ass against him, sighing softly.
While she liked rubbing her ass against him, she turned in his arms anyway, continuing that kiss and slipping her hands under his shirt and up his back.
She was so caught up in this that she'd completely forgotten they weren't in their room yet and she chuckled softly into his shirt. "Maybe we should." she smiled, letting him lead her to the elevator.
"I am all yours, my phone is off told her I couldn't have it on." He slipped into the elevator with her. As the doors closed he drew her to him kissing her deeply selecting their floor.
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"Have a seat."
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Good times.]
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Done your homework, then?
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I'm afraid that's no excuse, and I'm going to have to hold you after for detention.
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[She shifted on the table, skirt hitching a bit higher.]
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[She nodded seriously.]
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Studied? Well, perhaps I can give you some extra credit, if you can preform a demonstration of your studies.
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[Have a tiiiiiny shift as the skirt rides up a bit more.]
Maybe an oral exam, as well.
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[*snort* the lobby!!!]
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He smiled and kissed her grinning a moment. "Unless you like public places."
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She chuckled, "Sure I do but I want you all to myself, all night."
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