Teacher's Day of Reckoning - Part 4 - Sex Stories

Teacher's Day of Reckoning - Part 4

Emma and Debra were called tosee Susan Joiner, the school secretary, after school. “Hullo Miss,” they both said respectfully remembering how she had controlled the last time they had disciplined Mr Turnbull and Mr Hickson. Miss Joiner was dressed in a long-sleeved white blouse and a blue skirt. “Hullo girls,” Miss Joiner replied blushing, looking warily at Debra. Emma and Debra were in their short-sleeved gingham dresses with bare legs and their hair pulled back in to ponytails as required by the college rules. There was a silence as weirdly, to the girls, Miss Joiner was looking them up and down. It felt strange to the girls, particularly as Miss Joiner was blushing. “Erm, look, erm, girls,” Miss Joiner started. “I know I ordered you about the other day when you were, erm, caning Mr Thornton and Mr Hickson.” Miss Joiner stopped. Emma saw the need to act and started to take control. “Yes Miss?” she said in a demanding voice. Miss Joiner was startled by the strict tone. “Erm, yes, well, I know I told you not to discipline them again, and that is right, but I know that I was wrong.” Again Miss Joiner faltered. “Get to it, Miss Joiner. How were you wrong?” Debra asked as sternly as Emma had done. The two girls looked at each other and were enjoying talking in this way to the older woman. Again Miss Joiner looked flustered. “Well, I shouldn’t have let you continue and tell you to cane both of them. So I think as I am as much to blame that I should be disciplined.” Miss Joiner ...

... blushed again as she looked at the floor. Debra was relieved that Miss Joiner wasn’t going to put them on report which would have led to them attending a punishment detention. However, instead they had the prospect of disciplining the school secretary. Debra had had drinks a couple of times now with Miss Joiner. She had called her Susan when they were out. It hadn’t led to anything but there was a definite spark between them. The age difference, sixteen and thirty-four-years-old respectively, wasn’t an issue. Susan Joiner enjoyed the company of the teenager and Debra loved the repartee of almost a mother-daughter relationship. Emma and Debra had spoken about Debra’s growing feelings for Susan. Emma was diplomatic and knowing she had a date involving her own girlfriend Lucy and a cane, she tactfully said, “I need to go, Debra. Can you deal with Joiner here by yourself?” Debra half-smiled at Emma, appreciative of her friends’ tact, and replied decisively, “I can, Emma. Most definitely.” Emma kept up the role-play. “Mind you, half an hour ago Hickson and Turnbull were taken to the Punishment Room by Miss Watson and Miss Fletcher. I listened outside for a bit and heard Miss Watson tell both men off. It was clear they were both going to be the ones being disciplined.” “Oh,” Miss Joiner exclaimed. She opened her drawer and took out a key and said, “Well let’s go and see, shall we?” Debra replied, “OK.” “Let’s go Debra,” Miss Joiner said standing up. Debra held up her hand and Miss ...