Cumming of Age - 1. Blowing off steam - Sex Stories

Cumming of Age - 1. Blowing off steam

... Ugh, school! Jason thought, and then another thought hit him; Miss Lee will be calling his mom today to tell her about his failed assignments. He knew he should give her a heads up but dreaded the conversation so decided he’d just leave it. Jason reluctantly got out of bed, showered ate the cereal his mom made for his breakfast and then left, grabbing a banana on his way out. Anna headed out soon after Jason and drove to work. She arrived five minutes early and decided to make a coffee for herself before she went to sit at her desk. She kicked off her shoes as she usually did, and wiggled her stocking covered toes before taking the first sip of her coffee. No sooner had she done this, than Mr Baldwin, her boss, came over to start bellowing instructions. Anna despised Mr Baldwin’s highly demanding, unappreciative nature and had even started looking for another job. But for now she smiled politely, replied “Yes Sir” to all of his commands. Anna frowned as Mr Baldwin left her with a week’s worth of work that he expected done by the end of the day. It looks like she would be staying late again and may even need to come in on the weekend. At one o’clock Anna went for her dinner break and visited the small Italian restaurant across the street as always. On arrival she was greeted by the one and only waiter and he took her to her usual table, she thanked him, before he left to fetch the salad she always ordered. Niccolo, the owner and head chef returned with her salad and a big ...

... smile, he even sat to join her, offering her a glass of wine on the house which she rejected in favour of water. Anna admired and envied Niccolo, as he was the happiest person she knew, whether his small restaurant had a line of people that stretched round the corner waiting to get in or was empty as it was now. Regardless of what was happening in his own life he always had a smile for his customers and today his small talk was a welcome distraction from her job. Midway through her meal Anna’s phone rang, she excused herself to Niccolo, who retired to the kitchen to give her privacy, before answering it, not recognising the number. “Hello, Anna Black.” She said, not having dropped the professional tone she used only while at work. “Hi, Miss Black, I work at your son Jason’s school as his English teacher I was just wondering if you have a minute to talk.” “Sure.” Anna replied confused. “My name is Miss Lee and as I said I am your son Jason’s English teacher. I am calling to inform you that his progress of late has been less than encouraging as he has failed the last three assignments.” “Okay. He never said anything about struggling.” Anna replied, a little hurt that Jason had not felt able to tell her about it himself. “Well that’s just it Miss Black, I have a number of students that are struggling with the work, however I don’t believe your son is among them. I just don’t think he’s not trying. He spends most of the time in lesson daydreaming and I doubt he even bothered to read ...