Serahs Slave - 1

She was the shortest girl in the class. She was average looking. She generally sat in the back bench. She was careful not to be in the limelight. But I knew she was trouble from the beginning. She had a beautiful figure and she knew it. I noticed that she deliberately showed a lot of cleavage during class hours. My slightly bewildered guess that she did it only to male teachers was proved correct when some of the male colleagues commented on it. But none of the ladies had that experience with her. I deliberately ignored her. Others either took her to task for it or enjoyed the view. The net result was that she did well in all other subjects but I still gave her what she deserved -sometimes to her horror.

Numerous were the tug of wars that we had over the first year. Although she got very poor marks for assignments, class participations and the like she generally managed to pass the internals because she scored well in the exams. This time things were different and she had failed the internals in my course. Which meant that she had to attend my classes once more and also she would lose out on a year of employment. Over the year I had tried to talk to her parents but all I could was contact a brother who was her local guardian. I felt talking to somebody who was hardly a year or two older than her would be useless so I left things to run its course. Now I knew that Serah would have to make all the running.

I usually had a cuppa coffee before I left for home in the evenings. Once home I would finish any left over work before preparing something to eat. Today surprise, surprise Serah came and joined me in my favourite corner.

“Hi!” she said walking up to the table and plonking herself on the chair in front of me “Hope you don’t mind.”

The waitress came around then. “What will you have?”

“I will have my usual” I said.

“I will also have a coffee”

“How did you know that I have coffee? I have not seen you around” I was curious.

“I know all about my favourite teacher and his habits. Just a minute I will bring the coffee” she said jumping up and going to the counter.

“Please, I will take it” she said taking the tray from the waitress. She placed the tray on a nearby table for a second to adjust her grip. Then with the poise of a seasoned waitress and a sexy sway of her generous ass she brought the tray and placed the cup in front of me and took a seat herself.

“You know I have supported myself through most of my education by taking a job as a waitress.” She said in explanation as she sat down. We sat there in companionable silence for sometime sipping the coffee. Then she started speaking generally about her family. How her parents had died young in an accident. How she and her brother had looked after each other. They were lucky in that they had their own house and there was enough savings and money from the insurance to tide them through some difficult times. As she spoke I started feeling more and more sleepy.

“Where do you live?” I asked, more to keep myself awake.

“3rd Avenue. Actually your house is on the way to mine. May I drop you?”

“No, thank you. I have my own car” I said slightly slurring my syllables.

“No, you don’t, today” she said. “You have not brought your car”

“That is right. I forgot. Feeling a bit sleepy and tired. So more of the observations on your favourite teacher?” I asked with an effort at a smile

“Yup. Come, I have paid the bill” she put her hand through mine and half pulled me up as we walked out of the canteen. I felt a pleasant thrill at the intimate way she was walking beside me with her right boob pressing against my hand as she wrapped her own over mine. There was not enough time to enjoy it as she had parked her car nearby and soon we were on our way. Serah was in a pleasant mood chatting about this and that. Soon my guard was also down and I heard myself say any number of interesting tit bits about myself, my life and even my philosophy in life. I couldn’t seem to control myself. I had a warm feeling towards her and even my libido seemed to start enjoying her proximity.

“I like you” I said out of the blue surprising myself, “You are intelligent, you are smart. And I love your great figure. But you are too secretive. I would love to see you more open. And honest to yourself”

“Come we are here” was all that she said.

I felt a pleasurable drowsiness. My feelings were heightened but otherwise I was feeling languorous. I leaned back on the cushions feeling the sultry music sink in. Then Serah slid in beside me. She was wearing a sheer lingerie and nothing else underneath. I had always liked her sense of dress but not her sense of propriety. I wanted to tell her that this was not the way she should dress when a male is around. That too when you are alone with a male. But I did not intend to wound her sensibilities. So I decided to say something good first.

I turned around looked into her eyes and said “You look gorgeous” Before my drowsy mind could formulate the next words she had put her arms around me and was all over me. The first touch of her lips was cool but only for a second. As things hotted up my hand had its own life and started moving all over her silk clad body. Her own hand found its way to my crotch. Soon she was rubbing through the fabric of my pants to an enlarging cock. My own hands had pushed up her lingerie and was pressing her boobs and kneading them. She made small hissing sounds of pleasure. When I came up for air, she pushed me down on the sofa and started undressing me. Looking down at me and enjoying the view she then slowly removed her lingerie. Locking my gaze with hers she came and sat with her legs on either side of my crotch, her pussy lips touching my member. Then slowly she started tickling my nipples with her tongue. I waited in anticipation for her to lower her bum on to my cock. But she continued teasing my cock with the pussy and nipples with her tongue. After sometime I could no longer take it. I grabbed her twisted around and slammed her on the sofa. She tried to evade me, but I pinned her down with my legs and thrust my cock into her pussy. As I cupped her smooth firm mounds and brought my mouth down on it to suckle the nipples she arched her back to facilitate my worship. As I increased my tempo she was soon bucking underneath me and writhing around as she achieved orgasm just seconds after I had mine.

The next day she came into my cabin.

“Sir, I have failed in your exams. I think you have not given me marks for one of my answers”

I took the answer paper from her. I looked through it.

“That is all I can give you”

She took a CD from her bag.

“Sir, please take a look at this. Then say whether I don’t deserve more”

I put the CD into my computer. I had a nasty feeling before I put it in. Soon graphic video pictures of the two of us making love came on the scene.

“I don’t ask for favours from my students in exchange for marks”

“Sir, I don’t think you have an option”

“This is just one angle” I said trying to change the topic

“What more could I do? I was otherwise engaged, wasn’t I? I am not asking for a rank. Just pass mark” She was still on the topic. “I have an edited version of the film with just what you are watching at the moment. With that I can even sue you for rape.” It was the part where I was slamming my cock into her pussy. Looking at that part in isolation it did look as though I was making love to her against her wishes. But watching the film from the corner of my eye was making it difficult for me to concentrate on the conversation. I was getting to that state where I would soon be ready to accept anything she says. So I beat a hasty retreat

“OK. But maybe I can expect more favours from you?” I thought I would make the best of the situation.

She gave me a look as though I was a worm of some kind. She came around the table and put her hands on the tent on my crotch. Then with a half sneer she said “I will consider it. If you do what I tell you to”

And she was gone.

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