“Like a tutor?” she sniffled “some of the boys in class offered to tutor me for free!”
I chuckled. Like any of those idiots would be able to help her.
“No Katee, I’m afraid you need a lot of help. You need professional help, from an expert.”
She looked up quizzically
“Mr. Wilson, would you be able to help me?”
Jack pot.
“Well I guess I could Katee, but I am a very busy man. And this would have to be after school, an hour and a half each day, I don’t know if I have time.”
I looked down at her.
“Please Mr. Wilson.” She begged “There is no way I can fail this class. If I fail then my dad won’t let me go to camp with my friends!” she went on to explain “That camp is the only place I feel happy. It has all my old friends from my old school.” She whimpered
I feigned consideration.
“Katee, I guess I could, but would your father be able to afford $100 dollars an hour for tutoring? That is the going rate for professional help. After all, after school end each day, I’m no longer your teacher, I am a professional tutor.”
Katee looked deflated “No sir, he is working two jobs and is barely able to make ends meet.”
“Oh well, I’m sorry to hear. Because you know, if you work with me, I would personally guarantee that you pass the class.”
With this she put her hands together “Please Mr. Wilson, isn’t there something we can work out!?”
I paused for seemingly forever. She looked at me.
I knew that I would never have this opportunity again. I went full steam ahead.
“Well Katee, if you really want to attain my services, you’re going to have to do something for me.”
“OK anything sir. Do you want me to wash your car? Clean your house?”
I paused, pretending to contemplate those options.
“You know Katee, my time is quite valuable. I can hire someone to wash my car and clean my house. You’re going to have to offer something unique.”
“Anything sir, Anything!”
“Well, if you say so.” I paused “Katee, I will tutor you an hour and a half each day, on one condition.”
“Yes??” she yelped
“Katee, if you strip to your underwear for this tutoring session, I will waive the fee.” I smiled, but on the inside I was dying. I was either going to lose my job, or was going to have the time of my life.
“What, no.. That’s gross, and you’re old.” She said softly, she was clearly petrified and confused.
“Ok dear, suit yourself.” I said coldly putting the papers back in front of her “as you can see, you are averaging 13% on your assignments, a pass is 60%. I wish you luck passing this class Ms. Owens.”
I saw her look at the papers, and almost break down and cry again. I sensed an opportunity.
“Or, take my tutoring, with my conditions, and I will guarantee you pass.”
She looked up from the paper to me, and back again.
“Think about it, would you rather go to summer school, or summer camp” I cooed
She contemplated this deeply. Finally, she looked at me.
“Fine” she whispered.
I practically felt like screaming in joy. I knew I needed to strike twice.
“Smart girl.” Go ahead then, and we can start.
She looked reluctant again.
I tapped on my watch. “We have until 5:30, time is ticking.”
She reluctantly stood in front of my desk. I could see her arms shaking as she reached for the hem of her T-shirt. She slowly grabbed the hem and started to peel it up. I groaned as inch by inch I saw the soft flesh of her teen tummy exposed.
The shirt almost got stuck on her bra, but with a tug she got it over, revealing her big round tits encased in a lacy blue bra. Her tits looked magnificent, even in a cheap bra, they looked like a masterpiece. They jiggled up and down with each movement. She took the shirt off completely.
I stuck out my hand, and gestured for her to hand me her shirt. She whimpered as she gave me her shirt, she knew she was stuck now. I looked at her sweet face, she was blushing, and looked terrified.
“Very nice, now the pants.”
She looked at me, begging me with her eyes to spare her. I was unforgiving. I watched as she peeled her yoga pants off her ass and legs and stepped out. She was had on ratty pink panties. I salivated at her youthful thighs and legs, now fully exposed.
“Very good Katee,” I took the pants from her. I put her clothes in a large drawer at behind my desk and locked it.
She was completely humiliated and was sniffling as tears were rolling down her cheeks. I told her to spin so I could look at her.
I salivated as she presented her panty-clad teenage ass to me. It was flawless. The panties were modest, and covered the majority of her cheeks, but still I could see the bare flesh of much of her luscious cheeks. Her cheeks bounced as she continued to spin and face me again.
“Good girl, this is going to be a great partnership Katee.” I sneered “Now lets get to work”
I spent the remaining hour teaching her basic math, going through work sheets with her starting with elementary level math.
Of course most of the time I would be leering at her panty clad jailbait body as she worked through the problems. I watched as her tits bounced each time she used her eraser to rub out a mistake. When she was into a problem, I felt like she almost forgot the predicament she was in, and almost started to feel normal.
Every 10 minutes or so I would have her stretch in various positions. I told her it was good for her brain to do this periodically, but her and I both knew why I was really doing it. I ogled her ass from behind as I had her touch her toes. And likewise, her tits as I made her arch her back.
Finally the time came to an end. I told Katee she did great, and then gave her her clothes back. She hastily grabbed her clothes and put them on. She quickly thanked me and then practically ran out of the room.
After she left, I immediately went home and masturbated furiously to the clips I had of her in her underwear from all angles, seeing her near naked teen body contorting in various ways. After masturbating the third time that night, I still wasn’t satisfied. I couldn’t get the thought of this teen minx out of my head. While I was ecstatic that my plan had worked and got to see her panty clad body, It was like the more I saw of her, the more I needed her, by any means necessary.
…
The next day, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Katee. She was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, and, and blue jeans. However, I knew now more intimately what lied underneath. I was mentally undressing the teen in my mind, imagining what color panties she had on, and how her young tits looked in her bra today.
Katee, usually bright and chipper, was squirming around awkwardly in her chair today. She refrained looking at me. She knew that I was leering at her underneath my the veil of my tinted glasses.
I smirked as seemingly every few minutes, one of the boys in the room would sneak peeks at her. I knew that given the chance, every one of these Neanderthals would tear Katee’s clothes off of her and fuck her like an animal. It gave me satisfaction in knowing I had seen what lied underneath that sweater and jean, and they didn’t.
The class finally ended, and one by one the students left the room leaving only Katee behind. She slowly made her way to my desk.
“Ahh Katee, lovely sweater, time to take it off for your next lesson.”
She looked at me for a moment, before somberly taking off her sweater. I groaned as I saw her flesh revealed inch by inch as she peeled her sweater off of her. Today she had on a black polyester bra that was tearing at the right strap. That tit almost seemed to hang half an inch lower than the left.
I licked my lips, and then motioned to her jeans. I salivated as she stepped out of her jeans swiftly, revealing her round ass to me clad in some cheap black panties.
I looked her up and down, and smiled. She was looking down, again avoiding eye contact.
“Can we just start the lesson now?” she said quietly
“Well Katee, I’m afraid my price has gone up. I’m going to need the bra and panties as well today.” I sneered.
She looked at me and met my eyes for the first time all day.
“What? I can’t.. you didn’t say anything about me being naked. No one has ever seen me naked..”
“Well I changed my mind dear.”
She paused, before looking up at me fiercely.
“You know what Mr. Wilson, I don’t need this. I don’t care if I fail.. I would rather not go to camp then strip naked for a pervert like you!” she said with the most amount of conviction I have ever seen from her.
Luckily for me, I was prepared for such a response.
I looked at my desktop computer, made a simple click, and then turned the monitor her way.
“I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this dear.” I soothed
I watched as she saw the video on the monitor. It was compilation I edited late last night of her underwear clad body in various compromising positions. Multiple Clips of her perfect tits and cleavage bent over, and her round ass with her panties being sunken up into her ass crease were playing in front of her. Her eyes widened in fear.
I let the 10 minute video play as I spoke.
“One click dear, and this video is hitting the inbox of every student here, uploaded to every porn site online, and of course being sent to your poor old dad.”
I watched as tears started to stream down her face. The poor girl was petrified, understandably so. I watched as her dumb little teenage mind tried to come up with ways out of this.
“B-B-But you’d get in trouble!! You’d get fired and my dad would make sure you ended up in Jail.”
I had rehearsed for this. I smiled “You’re right dear, I would. But hey, I’ve lived a good life. I’m just a lonely old man. I don’t care if I go to jail, I have nothing to lose.
But YOU on the other hand, my dear you have your whole life in front of you. Do you really want to be known as a whore who stripped to her panties just to pass a Math class? You’d be ruined girl”
I paused before continuing. I knew my words cut her deeply.
“Just let me have what I want, do as I say, and all of this will stay between us. I get to see you naked, you get to pass the class and go to summer camp. And by next year, both of us forget that this ever happened.” I soothed
She thought about it. I could see her pondering. I knew she couldn’t believe that she was in this position, but I also knew that she really had no way out. Of course she could call me on my bluff, but the truth was I really didn’t care what happened to my life. At this point, the prize was worth whatever risk. I was so lustful for her, I really didn’t care about the rest of my life. I had to have her.
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