The Tutor

Jake had been called to the office one day, and he knew the news was already bad. He was packing his things, only to be hit with some more bad news from his coach. If he failed one more test in his math class, he's off the team.

 And if he failed, he'd be held back next year. Jake didn't want that, but his math skills were terrible, and he's afraid of asking for help.

And that help would soon arrive, thanks to his Calculus teacher.

Jake entered Mr. Newman's classroom, a fitting guy who just started teaching at this high school, and his first year, yet, he looked like a typical male teacher. Jake didn't care for any of that, except his eyes were drawn to a lone girl, sitting at her desk, writing some form of complicated math equations into her paper, along with her math book open in front of her.

And she was dressed in a spaghetti strap shirt, skinny jeans and boots.

"Jake, my man." Newman says, looking up from his grade book. Jake hated it when Newman called him 'my man', as if they're old friends. And, it sounded gay to him.

"I'm going to cut to the chase. Jake, meet your new tutor. She just started last week. And she's talented in my math class." Newman says, pointing to the lone girl sitting at her desk. She turned, to meet the teacher, and Jake. In Jake's eyes, the girl looked like any other girls of the school. Bland, not interested kind of girls who simply studied and kept to themselves. 

Like this loner.

Jake had no interest, and wanted another kid to tutor him, preferably the cute Amanda; only she wasn't strong in the advanced math studies. He rolled his eyes, and met the girl who was still staring at him.

"Hey, what's up?" he asked, but the girl simply looked down, and returned to doing her homework.

"Uh, I think she's broken or something. Is this the tutor?" Jake asked, but the teacher was nowhere to be found. Only him and the mysterious girl were now in the classroom. The girl got up from her seat, her long black hair falling over her face, and leaned over at Jake.

"I make the rules around here. Understand?" she asked, and her strap fell from her shoulder, resting on her left, skinny bicep. 

"Uh, yes, sir. I mean..." Jake stammered, watching the kid make her way back to her desk, straightening her hair, but leaving her tank top strap resting helpless next to her bicep. She returned to her homework, while Jake's breathing was fast, and his chest heaving up and down, like he had been watching jump scare movies. He quickly took out his homework, and no sooner the girl walks over once more, and looks over. Even at his failed test he had folded in the pages of the Calculus book.

"I see your failing grade in that class. If you want my help, then you must do what I say. Deny, and I will report you for misconduct. You're in my control now." she says. Jake swallowed. No girls he had ever encountered were as crazy as this girl...

Or, were they? His mind was hazy, and his mind began to wander...

They sat alone in the classroom, with a frustrated Jake looking over his homework, the complicated steps bothered him, while the girl looked on at him, with her strap still resting next to her bicep, not bothering to move it. But now, her tank top shirt was on the verge of showing her left breast, as a tiny part of a nipple - not the actual nipple itself - could be seen peeking in a provocative way out of the top of her shirt's neckline, teasing Jake in a way. The girl looked down, and quickly adjusted her shirt so only her boob and cleavage are visible, completely covering back up her nipple, and adjusting the strap. She gave him a sly smile, walked over to Jake's side of the table before looking down at him, and at his growing bulge.

"I see you're starting to take an interest in me now." she says, giving him a half sly smile, leaning over, her shirt pulled down by the weight of the gravity. Her long neck had hints of bumps in front as she looked at Jake, her neck outstretched, while she put her hands between her thighs. She stood up, moved her hair back away from her shoulder, before making her way back to her own table. 

"Since you're now interested in me, I got something for you. And if you want it, you must do as I say." she says, before giving Jake a quick flash, by quickly revealing her left nipple, and her small boob, as she folded down the top of her shirt. She quickly looked around once more, her long neck revealing neck lines etched into her delicate model-like neck, before she looked at Jake once more. He was beginning to squirm a little, and felt his jeans squeezing his bulge after seeing the girl's neck and shoulders, especially her small breast.

"Let's study someplace else." she says, as kids began filing into the classroom...