Earning an A+ (pm me first)

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(Closed for Eiselmann)


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Name: Marisa Owens
Age: 18
Occupation: Student

This was her last year at this Godforsaken high, Lincoln High School. Where everything was crappy. The sports team, the cheerleaders and of course, the instructors.

Mr. Jacobs, the english teacher, everyone hated him. He was grumpy, stern and extremely strict. But he was also very handsome. As far as the gossip went, Mr. Jacobs wasn't married. He smelled good and to say the least, he was passionate about his job.

No one passed Mr. Jacob's class with anything higher than a B-. But that was something Marisa wanted to change. If she could earn an A+ in each of her classes this year, she would earn a full paid scholarship to the state's top college.

And what Marisa wanted, Marisa worked her ass off to get.

 

[Eiselmann]

David Jacobs looked at his senior English class they were suppose to be the top English students in their year but he'd seen nothing that showed that, no understanding of great work in literature...Shakespear who's words sang deepest truth was to these illiterates reduced to kidault movies starring no names and less talent.

Half of them wouldn't know an adjective that didn't start with the letter F.

"Okay there will be a quiz tomorrow on the works of Shakespear I don't expect much but if you could open a book rather than play a dvd of Mid Summer Nights Dream that would be a nice start" David held up a book "For those who don't know this is called a book you open it thus"

With that David made a great show of opening the book, tomorrows quiz would no doubt be a disaster.

He put the book down and looked out once again at the class ,no one looked bored...he didn't allow bored in his class "Look people you are suppose to be the top students in this school so prove it , you have a few months to turn your grades around" there was no plea in his voice he simply wanted the best from these kids and as yet not one had given it to him.

"If you do the work to the level I require you will pass this course" the bell rang and unlike other classes no one got up "Surprise me and a good time to start doing that is tomorrows quiz" David sat down at his desk "You may leave"


David Jacobs
Age38
6ft 2
blue eyes black hair
His body is athletic and toned
Besides his passion for English ,he plays soccer and basketball during the weekends while fitting in several gym sessions a week.

He has a low tolerance for kids much to the amusement of his friends who see the irony of him being a teacher who hates kids. Away from school he's a lot more relaxed and has a lot of loyal friends. He's had a couple of year + relationships with women but for the most part his experience of females is limited to one night stands.

 

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"You may leave"

There were a few quiet groans as they stood and gathered their things. Marisa heard a few remarks of how Jacobs was such a smart ass, it was no wonder no one liked him. Marisa tried not to smile and she slung her bag over her shoulder.

Truth be told, Marisa was well liked among a lot of people at the school. She was a good student, she volunteered when she could...so all in all, she could do no wrong...at least in everyone's eyes but her English teacher.

She purposefully waited for everyone to leave the class as she gathered up her book and walked up to Mr. Jacobs' desk. Of course he had all ready probably zoned out the students but Marisa needed to talk to him.

"Excuse me, sir?" She put on a small smile and continued, "Well, I was wondering what I can do to earn some extra credit that would....perhaps...boost my grade up a notch?"

She waited on baited breath to see what smart ass remark he was going to give her....

 

[Eiselmann]

David looked up at Marisa she wasn't his worse student but she was still like the rest of this class underachieving.

If she had been a few years older he might have even been interested in picking her up but teenagers grated on him ,the thought of spending any time outside this school with a teenager was a horror to him which was why dispite several offers of sex over the years he'd never partaken.

He picked up the book he had previously shown the class "Miss Owens...book ...open ...read ...learn...pass course...simple" with that he turned back to the school memo he had been reading.

Then exasperated he looked up again "Look Miss Owens there is no extra credit in this class you either do the work or you don't..."

He shook his head why did kids always want extra when they didn't do the basics right , the hint of a sigh left his voice "I only consider extra credit for students who show that its not going to waste my time, there are twenty questions on tomorrows quiz if you somehow manage to get " he paused and at the last minute for some reason changed his mind, lowering his expectations "seventeen right I shall discuss extra credit with you"

With that he went back to the memo.

 

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"All right, fine, but I'll one up better on you, I'm going to ace that 'quiz'." She told him as she made quotes for the word quiz.

"Just you watch..." she said to him in a sing song voice as she walked away from him and toward the door, "I'm going to prove you wrong and you'll be sorry." It wasn't a threat but a promise.

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The next day in Mr. Jacobs' class, Marisa sat confidently at her desk and waited as he went through is lecture about today's topic. She did listen intently because even though he was a hard ass, Mr. Jacobs was very passionate about his work.

She heard him say something about quiz time and a few of the kids groaned, not Marisa, instead she hid a smile and locked her gaze with him, almost telling him to bring it on...

 

[Eiselmann]

David Jacobs broke away from Marisa's gaze he wasn't particularly interested in butting heads with this young lady , he would mark her quiz like any other , and like any other he had no doubt most in this class would get between 10 and 15 answers right....in any other class with any other teacher this would be a cause for a little class celebration but to David Jacobs the scores meant that the class understood enough to show a very basic understanding of the subject...without having put in the effort required to master the subject.

"Right hand a copy of the quiz down the row , no talking, you have fourty minutes, I have a free afternoon so anyone who wishes to know their score before tomorrow may come back to this class after three this afternoon" no one would of course because that meant getting a lecture about the need to put in greater effort, but glancing at Marisa he saw a look that suggested she would be knocking on his door.

David hadn't seriously considered what to give her for extra credit as he had no doubt that she would fall in the middle of the class which was her normal place..but she had seemed quite determined.

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David glanced at the room clock 2:30 and in his hands Marisa's effort, he'd marked 16 papers already the lowest score a 9 earning Mr Hayes a d+ ,the highest 16 earning Miss Wells a solid B and one of the few positive remarks he'd given for a long while.

Taking a deep breath he began to mark the paper once done he double checked it then put it aside and carried on with the remaining 5 papers all falling between 11 and 14 answers right.

Still five minutes to go when he was finally done and for the first time since his very first lesson on his very first day he felt nervous in a classroom.

Miss Owens hadn't 'aced' the quiz in the way she meant, but she had done enough to earn extra credit as per there agreement, 19 out of 20 answers right, it had been four years since any student had come this close to getting a perfect in one of his quiz's , four years since he'd given an A.

He still had no idea what to get her to do for extra credit but the reality was whatever it would be had to be outside of school and more likely the weekend where he had a degree of spare time...he hated teenagers, he really hated teenagers


A knock on the door , he added a post it to the paper which said "Ring 555-9754 after 6pm and not before, we shall then discuss your extra credit....well done "

As the door opened he held the paper out "Take it and leave I have much to do" he barely glanced at Marisa and then only to be sure it was her.

 

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"Ring 555-9754 after 6pm and not before, we shall then discuss your extra credit....well done "

Marisa read the note over again and wanted to scream! This was too good to be true! She was sure that Mr. Jacobs wouldn't budge, but he did! Would anyone believe her if she told them? No, of course not. Besides, why would she tell anyone? If she did, then they would all be running to him for something extra and then he'd have no time for her or maybe just cut her all together....

Ah well, it was nothing to dwell on right now, she had work to do. Marisa had a plan. There was a reason for all this. Yes, she needed the good grades to get into a good college but, secretly, she had a crush on Mr. Jacobs.

She did a good job of keeping her secret from everyone else. There was just something about him that intrigued her. And now, tonight, she would have some time alone with him and perhaps, in time, something else would happen... it made her stomach flutter at the possibilities of tonight...

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Later that evening, dressed in an outfit a little revealing to some she was sure, Marisa rang the bell. Yes she was there unexpectedly. She hadn't called him like he wanted her to. Yes, he was going to be surprised... Marisa patiently waited for him to answer...

 

[Eiselmann]

David's apartment was a little better than the average teacher could afford , he hadn't always been an English teacher and his previous career while shortened greatly had been lucative.

He lived alone and while on occassion a female (sometimes two) would share his space for a short time he didn't seem to build relationships easily, a fact that with each passing year bothered him more and more.

The living area was mostly tidy , a large bookcase dominated one wall while dozens of photos showed the progression of his life, family, his youth friends ,old and new looked down upon David, his eyes flicked to one section of photos...his life in Germany Dusseldorf to be exact , four years playing for Fortuna had allowed him to amass just over 300,000 in assets, not bad or a 24 year old but it gone have been so much more had an injury not cut short his fooball career, he could still play and did so but never any where near the standard he had reached.

He glanced at his watch ,almost six ,he was nervous and couldn't understand why..he'd dscarded several ideas for extra credit and still really didn't have a clue what to tell Miss Owens and it wasn't his style to stall, least not to a mere teenager.

The door knocked and frowning slightly hoping Miss Owens wouldn't choose now to ring Davids walked to the door and opened it...his mouth dropped his eyes widened and most unexpectedly he felt a stirring, David was in such shock that he didn't even question why she wasn't ringing "Come in Miss Owens" he eventually manged to say , as he she walked past him his eyes followed.

He noticed something for the first time ,Miss Owens was a very attractive....woman.

David took a few more moments to compose himself then closed his front door. "I was expecting a call ...." he tried not to look at her but his eyes strayed to the cut of her dress, knowing completely what lay beneath it "...but since your here would you like a drink, coffee ,tea ,juice before we discuss your extra credit"

 

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Coffee? Tea? Marisa could only smile as she entered her teacher's home...the drinks he was offering her was so...childish, she felt. For some reason, as she looked around, this was exactly how she pictured it.

"How about some whiskey?" Of course it was a joke because as stuck up he was, she knew that he would never contribute to someone who wasn't of drinking age. She waited as he closed the door and followed him toward the dining room where his material was laid out in front of him.

"OK, OK, I'm joking, how about some ice water?" Better to take things slow and let him believe she was seriuos about needing this extra credit. Marisa took a seat at the table and placed her bag next to her as she took out her english book, "So, have you thought of what sort of extra credit I could do?" She innocently asked as he got their drinks.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't call but I figured that since this was a done deal, why should I waste our time with a pointless call?"

 

[Eiselmann]

David placed two glasses of Ice water on the table , he'd chosen not to respond to the whiskey comment he wasn't at school and he understood that the person school saw was just a part of who he was and had been..so instead of reacting he'd treated the request for what it most likely was...a joke comment.

As for the extra credit he had a rough idea but nothing concrete, his eyes caught her's as he sat down opposite, she looked older than her real age that was the scary thing about teenage girls they could look five years older with limited effort, his eyes flicked to her upper body and cleveage, most of his friends ,even the married ones ,would happily take her, fuck her brains out make her scream their name , have her beg for more , desparate to get between her legs, cum in her, have her fuck her way to that extra credit...Davids eyes widened and he took a large gulp of his ice water , desparate to clear his head...what the hell was he thinking?

"I want you to know Miss Owens" his voice shaky, he forced his eyes to stay on her face away from the view just below, he ignored the hardening below " That I'm going to be sacificing large parts of my spare time for you so I hope you don't watse this opportunaty" he was in teacher mode now yet his body was betraying him and his eyes started flicking from her face to her upper torso.

"Now this extra credit is not in lieu of your regular work I expect that you maintain at least a b grade for the rest of the semester....I have three assignments which I want you to pick from , firstly "..his eyes fixed again on her cleveage prompting David to take another large gulp of water ..damm what was this girl doing to him.

David stood up hoping that walking would have a carming effect, he forgot that his erection was pushing against his pants and down his leg. "Firstly I want you to create three movie posters based on any three of Shakespears work, or I want you to rewrite a scene from one of Jane Austins books and put it into modern context or thirdly I want you to generate a connections map for twenty writers over the last two centuries...I will help you with what ever project you choose "

David stood next to the table his eyes trying desparatly to stick to Marisa's face...his erection hard and firm, a fact he was oblivious to......" Do I make it clear what I want from you Miss Owens"

 

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Marisa was concentrating on taking notes, nodding as he talked. She could feel his gaze upon her...it wasn't something she had to see him doing, it was just a feeling...one she didn't realize was correct.

"Do I make it clear what I want from you Miss Owens"

Reading her notes, Marisa repeated what Mr. Jacobs expected. She hadn't looked up until just then... it was then she realized what was going on...

Mr. Jacob's erection was right in her face and her eyes quickly flicked up to see the look on his face. He wasn't aware of what was happening... Oh wow! She didn't shy away. She didn't back up and act scared. Instead, Marisa just nodded, her eyes still looking up at him. He finally looked down at her face. She kept his gaze locked with hers as she leaned forward a bit, giving his hard cock a kiss through his pants, "Extremely clear..." she answered breathlessly, her hand sliding up the inside of his thigh...a

 

[Eiselmann]

No I didn't mean that ....he wanted to say this it was the right thing she was a student, a teenager, still more child than adult.

yet the sensation of her kissing his pants against his erection and the movement of her hands were enough to turn his thoughts away from what was good and proper and back to the thinking of his friends, the thinking of any red blooded male ...his real thinking.

His hands moved slowing to his zipper and belt , pulling one down and loosening the other David pulled his cock out of his boxers...he didn't want to make this about her extra credit...but it all ready was.

"Miss Owens I think you definately know what I want" with that David took a firm hold of his cock and guided it towards her mouth.

 

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Marisa didn't waste a moment more on talk. With her teacher's cock just mere centimeters from her lips, her mouth went dry. This was totally happening and although it was something she wanted, it was also something she was still afraid of doing deep, deep down.

Sure, there were times when she made out with guys, but that was about as far as it went. She was waiting for someone special...

Not the 'wait until you're married' special but the right one special. Mr. Jacobs was special. Since that first day in his class, Marisa knew there was something special about him...

Leaning forward just a bit, her lips parted and her hands reached up to guide his cock in to her mouth. As soon as her warm lips touched David's cock, Marisa heard him gasp and so she didn't hold back. She started to work her mouth, her lips, her tongue up and around his shaft, tasting it, touching it, feeling it.

She must have been doing something right because when she looked up at Mr. Jacobs, his eyes were closed and his hips were moving in a slow back and forth motion.