"I'm sorry," he answered, "I have a full workload now. Taking more time with him would only hurt my other students."

"I could make it worth your trouble," Mrs. Jones purred softly.

Diane tried to will herself to leave, but instead she found herself drawing closer to the office. She found that she could look through the crack of the door and see everything in the room. She waited in breathless expectation.

Mrs. Jones sat on the couch in a tight-fitting skirt raised high enough to reveal some of her plump, creamy thighs.

Mr. Kinkaid sat on the edge of his desk and it was evident that he was interested in her thighs.

"I'm sorry," Mr. Kinkaid said. "Teachers in this school are not allowed any extra jobs. I suppose the administration is just being careful. They don't want us to get used to having extra money."

"Money wasn't exactly what I had in mind."

Diane felt her heart pounding. There was an obvious invitation in Mrs. Jones' voice and in her eyes. Diane could feel the tension that suddenly filled the small office.

"Yes," Mr. Kinkaid said, "What exactly did you have in mind, Mrs. Jones?"

Stephanie Jones licked her dry lips. This was not an offer she would have made to any other male teacher in school, but her son's new math teacher was handsome and had an aura of animal sex about him.

"What would you like?" Stephanie asked.

The late bell rang but Diane couldn't have moved if she'd tried. There would be some explanations due to her teacher, but she didn't care. She had a feeling she knew what was going to happen in the next few minutes.

"Come here," Mr. Kinkaid said.

Diane watched as Stephanie Jones stood up. The redhead's face had a look on it that puzzled Diane. Mrs. Jones' soft red lips were parted and her eyes shone with an intense light.

Mrs. Jones came so close to Mr. Kinkaid that her large breasts nudged softly against him.