The teacher
By Zed
A meeting with a mature teacher turns to a lesson for an arrogant parent.

I was waiting impatiently for a fucking scheduled meeting with my son's history 
teacher. I paced back and forth outside of her classroom while she finished up a 
meeting with the parents of another student.
I looked at my watch for the tenth time and muttered to myself, "What ever that 
kid did is no excuse to drag me down here at eight o'clock at night for a 
goddamn meeting, Jesus Christ, what the fuck are phones for anyway!" I was just 
about to stalk off in a huff when a gentle voice from the doorway called, 
"Mr. Paci, I can see you now, come in please and have a seat!" "Finally," I 
thought, "let's get the fucking show on the road," while sitting down at a table 
set up over in the far corner of the room designed just for these parent 
teachers meetings! The teacher was perusing a sheet of paper on her desk and 
marking off some names. I gave the middle-aged woman the once over. She was 
sitting behind her desk and the only visible thing was a dignified and serious 
woman smartly dressed with sparkling auburn hair. "It's an handsome, older lady 
but has such a stern school mistress look..."I concluded.
The teacher finally looked up from her paper and said, "I'm Miss Parker, 
Michael's history teacher, and you must be his father!" "Who the fuck does it 
look like I am," I silently wondered but politely answered, "Uh, yes, I'm Mike's 
father, can we hurry this up a bit, I'm running late for another appointment!" A 
stern look quickly spread over Miss Parker's face and she replied, "I don't 
think that this is the time to rush through things, Mr. Paci, your son is having 
a lot of problems with his course work and even worse he has become very 
disruptive in class!" I gave her another once over and replied caustically, 
"I've raised Mike to be a good kid, and just because he's a little high spirited 
doesn't mean a damn thing!" The hackles on Miss Parker's back rose up 
immediately and she replied sharply, "Don't you dare use that tone with me, sir, 
now I can see where your son gets his manners!" "That does it," I spat, "you're 
just another tight ass bitch trying to cause me and Mike trouble, well let me 
tell ya, lady, it won't work!" Her face grew red with rage but replied with a 
controlled voice "In all my years of teaching I've never been spoken to such 
crudeness, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave!" I snorted as I 
stood up. Her calm reaction seemed to me a submissive attitude so I thought to 
have a chance and really put her in her place. 
"You're just a dried up old hag who probably hasn't had a good fuck in years!" 
I was towering on the desk and gave Miss Parker another once over to contemplate 
the effect of my outrageous verbal attack.
Oddly the red in her cheeks was now completely drained away. She slowly leaned 
on the table and said: "If you don't leave this instant I'm going to get the 
principal and have you arrested!" I stared at her for a second before breaking 
out in gales of laughter!
"And what is so funny," she spat, "I see no reason for humour, as far as I'm 
concerned you're just an uncouth man who deserve a lesson"
I did not believe that the principal could give me any lesson. See, they call me 
"Big man" Paci, I am 40, 6,4 tall and 250 pounds. However Miss Parker's threat 
annoyed me. I preferred not to have to cope with my son's principal. "Oh, come 
on," I said with my finger two inches from her nose "you're not going to get 
anybody!" With this threatening attitude I was sure to refrain that tiny mature 
woman from calling her boss. I used to bully my colleagues and my wife so I was 
confident in the effectiveness of this aggressive strategy. 
"And what makes you think that, are you going to stop me?" she asked 
sarcastically while standing up from the chair.
I looked at her open mouthed.
She had a tweed suit on which came to just above the knee and black stockings 
with high heels which took her height up from 5'8'' up to 5'11'. Although in her 
early fifties she had a perfect hourglass figure and her body was as good as any 
30-year-olds.
She calmly removed her high heels, pulled her skirt higher up on her waist and 
slowly walked towards me, a large smile on her face. I had no idea what was 
coming. Suddenly Miss Parker took hold of my wrist and delivered a hard spinning 
wrist throw on me. 
After a moment I laid on the floor. Looking up I could see the tops of her 
stockings as her skirt rode up even higher. Her legs were great. And not for a 
grandmother. They were great period.
I got on my feet again "You shouldn't have done that bitch! Now you are really 
gonna pay"
"Tell you what" she replied, "if you apology and walk away now I will forget you 
ever made this mistake, otherwise I will personally give you the lesson you 
deserve".
Stung by her words, I came at her with a punch, she swayed out of the way and 
smiled. I came again and threw another punch, this time she stepped inside my 
punch blocking it and at the same time with her other hand used a back handed 
slap across my face. I had not expected this. I had often beaten my wife but 
never had any resistance before. She settled into a karate style stance. I came 
at her again, she blocked my attacks with ease and launched a karate attack of 
her own. She landed 2 punches in my face and a front kick into my stomach. It 
was very painful! I reeled backwards trying to cover my face expecting another 
attack but when I looked up I saw her standing with her hands on her hips.
I rushed at her. She took one step back placing her foot into my groin grabbing 
my tee shirt. She fell away from me rolling onto her back and she somersaulted 
me over her head. I crashed onto my back and bounced across the floor to a stop. 
I was disorientated now. I started to get to my feet when I felt my wrist being 
grabbed by her hands. She pulled me to my feet, swung my arm up above her head 
with both hands and took a step forward bringing her hands sharply down in front 
of her. Again I was thrown with a perfect spinning wrist throw. She heard the 
wind go out of me as I landed heavily. I lay on my side gasping for breath.
"Looks like you picked on the wrong victim this time man, and I am going to 
teach you a lesson that you will never forget!"
She pulled me to my feet by the hair, grabbed my tee shirt and gave me a 
stinging slap across both sides of my face. She then manoeuvred me into the 
classic judo shoulder throw and sent me over her shoulder. I crashed to the 
floor. Each time I landed she would force me to my feet and dispatch me with 
a different judo throw. She finished off the session of throws with another 
perfect stomach throw.
I was now on my hands and knees stunned by the array throws I had just been 
subjected to. I thought of nothing else but getting away from the nightmare that 
this gorgeous, slim and sexy female was subjecting me to. 
She strolled around me. Her, still firm, shapely ass swayed from side to side as 
she walked a few steps away from me. "Not bad for a 53 year old grandmother am I 
Mr. Paci?" she said as she posed like catwalk model hands on hips. 
I was slowly recovering and starting to breathe easily again. I tried to move 
away from the mature amazon but she had more plans. She placed a stocking clad 
foot on my side and pushed me onto my back.
"Had enough yet?" she asked 
I hesitated. She grabbed me by the ears and with an unexpected strength pulled 
my body up and pushed me against the wall of the room. 
With a loud "Hi yaa" she brought her long sexy leg straight up high and 
delivered a side snap kick to my mouth. It was just a tap but I brought my hands 
to my face. She then retracted her leg and quickly delivered another two snap 
kicks - one to my groin and the other to my stomach. I grabbed my groin in 
pain. This older lady was too much for me. " Stop Madam, please! I got the 
message I apology for my behaviour but for Christ's sake let me alone please."
A bitter smile appeared on her wrinkled but lovely face. "Sorry baby I can't let 
you alone. The actual lesson is still to come! "
She grabbed my wrist and manoeuvred me into a painful armlock. Her long stocking 
legs wrapped around my head and chest and my arm firmly held on her stomach. I 
squealed in pain and she released the tension slightly. Then as my body relaxed 
she pulled on the tension again listening to my squeals and whimpers and pleas 
for mercy. Finally she released me from her latest hold and swept her long legs 
around my head pinning my neck between her smooth silk stockings. She leant on 
her elbows and looked down at me. I realised to be just a dishevelled mess 
between her smooth legs. She locked her ankles together and squeezed hard. 
She whispered in my ear: " Well Mr. Paci I think you learned that I am much 
stronger than you are. I don't really want to be forced to hurt you, but if you 
continue to question my authority, I will have to get rough. Are you ready to do 
as I say, when I say it, without questioning?
I was under this old woman's total control. I almost screamed out "Yes, Miss 
Parker!" 
She slid out her legs from around my head and stood up smoothing down the 
skirt and tidying herself.
"OK Mr.Paci, take your clothes off!" I hesitated for a second. She stepped 
closer and brought her hand down hard on my ass. "Get you clothes off and be 
quick about it!"
I pealed of my shirt and pants and when I hesitated in removing my underwear. 
Miss Parker gave me another hard crack on the ass. "When I said take your 
clothes off, I meant all your clothes. Now get those briefs off and I mean 
right this instant!" I quickly shucked my briefs off and stood before her, as 
naked as the day I was born.
Miss Parker looked at my cock dangling between my legs. " You are on the short 
side I see. You must be the typical example of compensation. Unconsciously you 
are aware of the puny dimension of your member so you compensate this over 
acting as a big male". I felt totally humiliated and mortified by this comment 
but I didn't dare to react.
Miss Parker took me by the wrist and led me to a chair in the office. She sat 
on the chair and pulled me face down across her lap.
Before I could complain, the teacher brought her hand down, hard, on my ass. 
That first swat set my ass on fire. After another couple of powerful blows my 
tears wet down Miss Parker's skirt. I never felt so helpless. I beg her to stop. 
She dropped me like a stone. As I grovelled at her feet, she placed a foot on my 
throat.
 " So in your view I am just a dried up old hag who hasn't had a good fuck in 
years? " As she said that she smiled and stripped down. Her 53-year-old body 
was firm, tanned and muscular. It was one of the sexiest sights I had ever 
beheld. 
Every curve and muscle was flawless in the overall total design. Her breasts 
were full, without the slightest sag, and her abdomen rippled with gentle but 
hard packed muscle A dense, triangular carpet of silky black hair framed her 
pussy. Her thighs and calves bulged and as she turned and headed toward the 
desk her muscular buttocks swayed invitingly. Although frightening she was 
truly a vision and my member started to respond.
" I understand that you like what you see Mr. Paci" she commented pointing at 
my semi-erect dick. " But are you sure to be man enough to satisfy a real 
woman?" 
I looked down, as tears were forming at the corners of my eyes. " No, baby, I 
don't think you are man enough" she said slightly touching with her foot my 
stiff dick.
I was afraid of questioning her and in my heart I felt she was probably right. 
She saw tears of humiliation and defeat in my eyes. She smiled and gently 
stroked my cheek.
"You've been such a good boy during the spanking, I think you deserve a bit of a 
bonus. she ran her hands over her exposed muscular thighs teasing me. "you are 
going to service me orally." she informed. Then she positioned her buttocks 
in front of my face. She grabbed my wrist and placed my hands on her firm butt 
cheeks. I saw her hole lowering onto my mouth.  "I expect to feel your tongue 
inside me, shorty" It was too much. I tried to protest. "Miss Parker , please," 
was all I got out before she clamped down, pinning my head between her powerful 
thighs.I slowly slid my tongue inside the ass.
I began to feel content and safe held firmly in her legs. She made me lick and 
suck her asshole until her body rocked with a powerful orgasm. 
Finally, she took hold of my shoulders and pulled me to a standing position. 
"You'd better go now!" she said and started to get dressed. 
Transfixed by her hard sexy body I was on fire." Ma..May I masturbate Miss 
Parker?" I stammered.
She gave me a stern look and slapped hard my face. " It seems we do 
need to clarify things a bit Mr. Paci. First I am a teacher not a prostitute! 
Second I am training you to be a polite man and the first lesson is just over! 
Third if you need to wank you can do it in the private of your car. And last but 
not least I want to see you next thursday at the same time for the lesson number 
two. Is it clear?"
" Yes madam!" I said meekly.
I gathered my clothes and left her office.

THE END