Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: DanielleX, Rating: 43, Source: LushStories
I was never cut out to be a tutor in the traditional sense. Standing up in front of a class of students, attempting to keep them engaged isn’t how I roll. I know my subject inside out and back to front. English grammar, literature and style is my thing and I enjoy imparting my knowledge. But writing on a blackboard – that wasn’t me. So, after 20 years in engineering, I decided to switch careers and turn my hobby into a job. I did the course in teacher training – I already had my BSc and set myself up as a private tutor. Living smack bang in the catchment area for the local Girls’ High School, I figured I could get some nice work for anyone looking to get the very top grades. I put an ad in the local paper as well as on the interweb, offering my services. If my own experience as a student was anything to go by, school can only get you so far. I wanted to help the students who wanted to go the extra mile. The words ‘going the extra mile’ would turn out to have more meaning than I could have imagined. I don’t consider myself a pervy man but when my first student was dropped off by her mother last week, I got quite a shock. I had driven past the High School on the odd occasion, so I well knew the uniform was on the revealing side. In fact given the austere edifice and its reputation for traditional values, the shortness of the skirt on their uniform, was surprising. However, driving past and seeing a bevy of sixth formers pouring out was one thing – having one of their number ...