The dictaphone

The second his teacher had left the class, running, Josh had decided he couldn't miss his grand finale : he had quickly taken the dictaphone out of his pocket to make himself impossible to notice by anyone. The very second he had done that, he had been able to stand without his classmates looking at him, and he left class behind Miss Esperanza, his fellow comrades staying in the classroom, oblivious to this, too busy laughing about what had just happened.

He just had had the time to enter with the sexy teacher before she locked behind them, and she didn't notice him, even if she was standing less than a foot from her. And to his pleasure, the woman had opened her blouse, jeans and bra in quick, savages moves, reaching with her hands any part that could have helped her to come ; before Josh could even think about helping her cumming, the woman was screaming her pleasure out loud, her eyes blank, and Josh thought it was probably the sexiest thing he had ever seen.

He looked at her for a moment, as she was gathering her mind so she could leave the bathroom, but when she stood up, she just ran to the mirror, looking with round eyes at herself, her hairs being a mess and her clothes looking like she had just been raped... by herself. She was still breathing heavily, and eventually, she muttered to her reflection. In spanish, but after a few words whispered in the dictaphone, she went back to english.

"Damn girl, you haven't been on fire like this since.... long ago. What happened to you ? Must be those teenagers, they're bringing you back to your teenage years. And you know how wrong you were at the time. Now, you're not the naughty Esperanza you were anymore, you're "Miss Esperanza", a respectable teacher. So, please, let's make yourself presentable, walk back to your class, and pretend you had some problem you can't explain to them."

She began to bring her hairs back to a respectable style, and close her blouse and jeans, but behind her, Josh had heard everything... and was now really curious !