Adultery ALISON A TEACHER'S STORY by exbiidelhi2012

[sarit11]

“Yes Alan.” I scampered off to my bedroom to get ready. I looked at myself in the mirror. Could I really do this? It was one thing to be used and abused by Alan and his friends. Even letting granddad have his fun with me was exciting, but this was something else. I was about to let one of my fifteen year old students have his way with me. I was scared. I knew that it was against the law for an adult to have sex with a child, whether it was adult male, female child or the other way around. If this went wrong it would be more than a game.
The sudden raising of the stakes had an immediate effect on me. As I found when I changed my knickers for a fresh pair. I ran my fingertips over my slit, making sure I didn’t need to shave, and found that I was extremely wet. I dried myself as best I could, then put on a fresh pair of knickers. I started to wonder, how would a fifteen year-old boy imagine his teacher to dress after college? I decided on an outfit of T-shirt and jeans. Naturally, I wasn’t wearing a bra, and the adrenaline coursing through my veins made my nipples stand proud. I’d just finished getting ready when I the doorbell rang. I heard Alan going downstairs to answer it, and then I heard granddad’s voice as he walked up the stairs. He sounded angry, and I braced myself for what was to come.

I noticed that they all went into my living room instead of going up to Alan’s flat. I could hear then talking, but not what they were saying. Finally, my living room door opened and Alan called out, “Alison, get in here.” I knew if I went into that room there was no going back, I would end up being used and abused by Adam. I looked at myself again in the mirror and knew that I had to do this. I’d promised myself I’d do anything I could for the last three weeks of the game. Now I had to face Adam.
I took a deep breath. I knew this was going to be awful, but I also knew I’d be thrilled beyond belief by what was about to happen. I opened the bedroom door and made my way to the living room, where Alan, granddad and Adam waited for me. As I entered the room I saw Adam grin slyly, and granddad grinned too.
I looked at Alan. He was pretending to look stern. “Alison, Adam tells me you slapped his face earlier today. Is this correct?”
I decided to play angry, I thought it would make my eventual humiliation that bit sharper! “Yes, I slapped his face. It was exactly what he deserved for what he did.”
“And what exactly was that?”

“He took advantage. Started to touch me in a most inappropriate way. I won’t have that behaviour from a student. He needs to know his place.” I said haughtily.
“But you struck a student, Alison. Don’t you know what that could lead to? You could be sent to prison. A teacher assaulting a student; that’s a serious matter. If Mr. Stuart here decided to press charges, it would reflect very badly on you, but extremely badly on the college. I’m sure the headmaster wouldn’t want the good reputation of the college to be threatened.”
I tried to look contrite, concerned. “Well yes, I’m sure the headmaster would want to preserve the good name of the college, but I’m sure he wouldn’t want his staff to have to suffer…”
“I don’t think it is for you to assume what the headmaster would consider acceptable. I will decide in his absence what action needs to be taken here. Alison, I think an apology is in order. I think you should apologise to Adam, and perhaps that will remedy the situation.”

I turned to face Adam. He grinned at me, like he knew he’d won. I played the part to the hilt, doing my best to look hesitant, defeated.
“I’m sorry Adam, I apologise. I’m sorry I slapped your face.”
“I think you need to go a bit further than that, Alison.” Alan urged.
I knew what I had to do. “Adam, I’m so sorry I was so unfriendly. I’d really like to make it up to you. There’s no need for us to have a falling out over this, is there. Why don’t we just make up and be friends? I’ll be really nice to you, I promise. What do you say? Friends?”
He looked at me with disdain. “Well, I don’t know. You made me feel pretty stupid this afternoon. I don’t know if I’m ready to make friends.”
Alan and granddad looked at me. I knew what to do next.

“Adam, why don’t you come with me, and we’ll talk about this?” I held out my hand, inviting him to take it. With a sneer he took hold of my hand, I had to exercise all my self-control to take it, when all my instincts were to shun him.
I lead him to my bedroom, closing the door behind us I tried my best to be seductive. “I thought we might get to know each other a bit better in private.” I murmured. He just stood there, looking at me. “There’s no need for us to be enemies, surely” I said.
“I’m waiting to see what you have in mind.” He said, his self confidence was staggering. He looked at me like he owned me. I knew he had won. He knew it too, of course. All that remained was my surrender.
“Whatever you want.” Was my simple reply.