In the beginning

"Ooohhhhh," she practically gushed, her mouth gaping wide open as her entire body seemed to shift up an inch on the desk, her legs shivering as they trembled, wrapping around his hips, holding him in place as he drove his powerful cock deep into her with his first thrust.

Her legs bent at the knee, almost instinctively in response, as she felt her tight pussy slide open, well used to his cocks shape and size, but never his methods as he fit snugly, almost perfectly into her womanhood. With the first thrust, he was already sliding several inches deep before he started building some friction, and her pussy started pulsing, coinciding with his beginning, slow thrusts. Both of them now were trying to build a tempo.

Her hand slid over her own breasts, thumbs rolling over her nipples to get them erect as she moaned softly, closing her eyes, taking in completely the feeling of her Masters wonderful cock pumping into him steadily, repeatedly. It brought her bliss, and made her feel happy. There was nothing else to really say. Out of everything, having her Master inside of her was simply the best part of her day.
 
He could feel her pushing back on him as the tempo may have started out slow but the more he grinded his hips into her own the more he wanted her. He would slowly begin to build up his speed which increased his want and in turn would increase his force which... it is just an unending cycle. His hips would pull back slipping at time half his length from her before pounding it back into her and other times he would pull back nearly removing himself completely from her before he would drive his hips forward once more.

His hands would be on either side of her one the desk as he had them propping his upper body up and over her for now looking down to her. He could see the lust on her face as she touched herself for his viewing pleasure as well as her own pleasure. His breathing would get heavier which would be natural when you were working out so much. He felt her legs around him pulling her self to meet him with his motions as she boucned about below him. Her blonde hair displayed about his desk as her skin seemed to be building a good sheen on it as was his own.

Hips continued to thrust back and forth into her as his rigid length slid along the inside of her pussy. She was quite wet and warm around his naked cock. Sex was never something that got ordinary or boring. He could have it whenever he desired it with her which was often. Probably one of the reasons why he thought about taking other slaves as well. She wouldn't always be around to meet his needs.

The slapping sounds of their hips meeting would fill the enclosed room. He didn't notice if there was anyone walking by in the hallway. Not that he would be able to see anyway. No one would be able to see them peaking through the door, he had made certain of that when he decided where to put his own desk. "Uhhh fuck girl... you feel so good... mmm moan for me... tell me how much you enjoy getting fucked by your master..."
 
Gwenneth was moaning, her thin lips forming an O as she felt his tempo steadily building up. With every one of his thrusts, her legs trembled slightly as they hooked around his sweat glistened backside, her lower legs gently pressing back against his hips, encouraging him to continue going deeper, faster and harder. Her moans were soft, steady, almost like a rhythm to his thrusts. Her pussy was already burning from his tongue work, now the smoldering embers were rising to a whole new pitch.

Her hands slid back to the edges of the desk, decided to hold on, as well as give her Master a view of her nude body, lean, lithe, and laid out for his pleasure and at this moment, only his. His speed was building up now that her breasts were trembling from his rapidly rising thrusts. Knowing he was enjoying the view, that it just added a frosting to the irresistible lust building within him, she responded to his dirty, guttural talk.

"Oh Master," she cooed in cliche, preambling her sultry responses as her bright blue eyes flickered wide open. "I love having you inside me Master, your thick, long cock pistoning into me, my pussy was made to sheath your fine cock. All of this... it's all for you to have and possess utterly Master," she heatedly moaned back to him, her entire body now recoiling from his hard, deep, thrusts. She started to bite her lips, literally feeling his entire manhood slide into her pussy, pushing aside her taut vaginal muscles, feeling the hot phallus penetrating deep within her, punctuating each motion as their hips slapped together. Their passions were now reaching a crescendo and inevitably, would soon climax.
 
The moment was quickly now building to that finale. His hips were thrusting forward into her in rapid succession. The lewd sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the room as well as the moans and groan escaping them both. He looked over her as her hands were up offerring herself completely to him. Her thin body fully on display as he drove his cock into her over and over.

Breathing was getting quicker as his mouth was open gasping for air. Heart pumping hard in his chest to keep him going. He could tell she was getting close as well. He would shift his weight to his left hand as his right was now free to slip down along her body. He would turn it so his fingers were pointing down to where he was fucking her. The tips of his fingers would slide over her slickend clit. Finding that pleasure point he would apply pressure as he move two fingers up and down along it. He wanted to push her over the edge as he was almost there himself.

Eyes looking to her face with such desire, such intesity. He would lick along his lips as he thrusted himself harder into her wanting to fill her with his fluids. "Mmm fuck girl... cum with me... cum with your master... uhhhh" He was groaning out them words as he wanted to give her permission to cum especially with him. It would make that moment all that much sweeter as he thrusted himself deep into her and let himself go inside of her. That first burst shooting deep into her as he sticky cum started to coat her deep inner walls.
 
Gwenneth was already feeling her pussy burn from his deepening and quickening thrusts, but now he practically guaranteed they would share this climax together as the fingers from his hand shifted down her lean, sweat glistened body, and gently applied two fingertips to the sides of her sensitive clit and started to softly rub her extremely aroused clitoris.

The effects were almost immediately to behold as almost instantly, her pussy clenched up in response, putting even more of a squeeze on his pumping cock, her vaginal muscles so tight that they were practically pulling on his cock as he tried to withdraw partially after every rapid thrust. The resistance amid friction simply added to their mutual joy as he was basically milking her clitoris for pleasure, ensuring that as the head and semen in his thick, long cock built up, and was about ready to explode, would enter a pussy that would be practically drenched and steaming with arousal and burning for an explosive release and climax.

When she finally felt his first, creamy spurt of hot seed explode into her, almsot her entire body recoiled in anticipation, feeling, sensing his cum starting to pump into her. The physical sensation of his masterful cock pumping, filling her, so completely was only one aspect that added to the arousal, but there was a raw, emotional component as well, just as strong as the physical as she absolutely relished with her mind and soul, the sensation of having brought her Master to such a satisfying climax and furthermore, that she was sharing in this incredible bliss.
 
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He would feel her inner walls holding him inside of her as well as her legs hooked behind him keeping him as he just groaned out. Hips moving back and forth slightly as the tip of his cock became quite sensitive as that head ran along her. He would looked down to her shifting his hand away from her clit to rest back on the table. His table did look a bit of a mess with papers scattere about and a couple of things fell over.

He would smile down to her as he was feeling quite good. His eyes running over her freshly fucked frame as he would see where their bodies were joined. He would let out a slight hiss as he would slip his hips back and then into her again as the last of his cum dribbled from his slit and inside of her. Head shifting to look back up to her again as he smirked down to her. "That feel good girl?"

His body would shift down closer to her as he leaned over more. His head at level with her breasts as he kissed lightly along them. His hands shifting out as her rested more so on his elbows and forearms. He would look up to her not removing himself from her but just leaving his length buried deep inside of her.
 
She was simmering in the pleasure, feeling the raw lust boiling away in her body, basking in the delicious tenderness of these moments after their shared climax. Part of her just wanted to lay there and relax, enjoying her Masters attention as his head gently nuzzled her glistening breasts, kissing alongside them before looking up at her.

Still feeling like she was in a haze of fading pleasure, and still enjoying the sensation of his slowly softening cock still fully embedded in her tight, young pussy, she leaned down, closing her eyes and kissing him on his forehead, taking in the raw musky scent that their coupling left behind. "Thank you Master. Thank you for letting me be the vessel for your pleasure," she said softly, unhooking her legs and sliding her feet alongside his legs, while her hands gently tousled and sifted through his hair.

"Thank you," she whispered again, as he saw and felt her chest slowly rise and fall, her breasts lightly heaving from the exertion of their lovemaking.
 
He would nuzzle his face lightly into her one breast and look up to her when she thanked him. He would smirk as he leaned up giving her lips a quick kiss as he looked to her. "You are quite welcome my dear.... I think I am going to let you clean me off.... then we should get dressed.... head home for the evening..."

He was givign her the plan for now as he would feel her unhooking her legs from behind him giving him the ability to pull out of her. He would shift back on his feet standing up straight as he would slip his still semi erect member from her. It dripped slightly from the juices that were running down along his sace as well. He had let out a groan when he slid from her as he was still feeling the affects of his recent release.

His eyes were running over her as he watched her nude body seeing the results of his conquest. Drops of his white good were slipping out of her and running down towards his desk. It was a good thing it had a coating on it but he was certain he would need to clean it up before students arrived tomorrow.
 
"Thank you Master," she said with a broad grin, her sleek nude body sliding off of the desk and just as naturally, found herself on her knees in front of him again. It took a special kind of woman to look at a blowjob with such eagerness, but then again, she was special.

Gingerly, she went to work cleaning his cock, grabbing his half erect member by its base and holding it up above her face before opening wide and simply inserting the first couple wet inches into her mouth. Giggling into his cock as she closed her lips around his juice and cum lathered shaft, she simply sucked in on his softening cock and pulled her lips back while drenching her mouth in spit, and literally sucked his cock clean with her first attempt.

Then, like a professional, she held his cock with her fingers just underneath the glans and started lapping up the rest of his cock, cleaning it like she was a pet kitten, flicking her practiced and tireless tongue alongside the lower part of his shaft, until it too was glistening with her saliva rather then spent cum and juice. And finally, she lifted his healthy phallus up and quickly suckled on each of his balls momentarily, letting them roll across her tongue before finally pulling her lips off with a pop.

Rising to her feet, she nodded to her Master, the mischievous grin on her face as they could finally get ready to depart for home.
 
He stood there with his hands at his sides watching her intently as she worked. She did good work too as it felt good and also left him with less of the slick and sticky mess. Granted her was coated with her spit but it would dry and not leave any stains. He watched as she sucked along his balls before she was satisfied with the job she did shifting herself back to her feet. Both of their clothes were laying aroudn the same area as he moved to the spot.

He would normally dress himself. He always found it slightly strange after sex to get dressed like little had happened. It was one of them things he was still adapting to. Most woman want to cuddle afterwards but for them it was business as usual. Underwear would be slipped on first as he would then grab his shirt and having to button it all up once more.

He would only take his eyes off of her for a moment as he would need to locate his clothing and pick it up. He would smile towards her as he watched her dress as well as shirt would be tucked into his pants once they were up around his waist as well. "Think I have more of a reason now to look forward to Friday my dear... especially that night... so I will leave this all into you.. very capable hands?" He would wink to her knowing she would be able to pull it off though he didn't really think how but he was certain she would.
 
Tomorrow Morning

Miss Gwenneth Carson didn't waste anytime enacting their plan. If everything worked out right, come this time next week, their time after school wouldn't be nearly as lonely as before. The three members of the cheerleading flag squad stepped into her classroom during her open period. Despite the excitement of what this potentially meant if it all worked, she kept her cool as she always excelled at.

They came in, as a group, still chatting with each other about various gossip as they entered her class and took some random seats in the classrooms first row as Gwenneth looked up from her papers and then set them aside, smiling at the trio.

Anna Kendrick was the flag squads de facto leader, a rather level headed brunette with a heartwarming smile. She easily could've been a straight out member of the cheerleading squad, she had the personality and upbringing and popularity to do so, but willfully associated with the slightly more dorky flag squad girls, and thus, she was considered one of them by association.

Behind her, followed the two far more bubbly blondes, Hailey Young and Molly Grayson. Unlike a fair majority of the Seniors at this school, these two acted well below their age. In Hailey's case, she acted flirty did so in such a sarcastic manner that to her classmates it was ridiculous and becoming serious unfunny and to the adults, it was either uncomfortable, or simply annoying. Her close friends found it entertaining though.

Molly on the other hand, was just an overly positive, bright eyed, gregarious ball of energy. Excitable and energetic. She practically bleeded being hyperactive and happy all the time, again to the point of being considered a dork. Anyone who started impromptu cheer and dance sessions in the hallway or had little volume control on their voices when they got even mildly excited was just asking to be ostracized.

An eclectic bunch, and Mrs. Carson dived into her role. "You wanted to talk to us about the Flag squad Miss. Carson?" Anna asked, raising a curious eyebrow. Her suspicion was natural, mainly because Miss. Carson wasn't a cheerleading coach and thus, the circumstances of the meeting confused the three of them.

"Yes actually, and don't worry, it's good news," the teacher replied. "I was actually talking with the Coaches from the Hockey and Basketball teams that play in the winter and we decided we might be able to utilize the cheerleading squad in the winter as well."

Almost immediately Molly's eyes lit up as she nodded at Hailey but Anna was already frowning, not wanting to celebrate just yet. "I thought our school was too broke, and the cheerleaders all have dance line and-."

"We're not talking about the rest of the cheerleading squad. Just you guys, the flag squad," Gwenneth said. This time Anna sat back in her seat, a smile slowly growing on her face. Molly looked about ready to explode, and Hailey was just glowing when Gwenneth raised her hands to calm them. "We're just talking about it now. But that's why I called this meeting. I was hoping we could get together this weekend, do a workshop and plan this out. I was thinking I could pick you all up after Friday Nights game and we can head to my place and work it out."

"Your place?" Anna asked.

"Sounds kinky," Hailey joked with a smirk, eliciting grins from the rest of them, Gwenneth included.

"I know it sounds weird, but the school isn't going to shell out a couple hundred bucks for a hotel. I mean if it's okay with you," Miss Carson continued. "Anyways, think of it more like a girls weekend. I'm not that much older then you three. Plus, you three are going to be graduating in the Spring, I can give you some pointers for the future." She paused, letting her proposal sink in for a moment before leaning forward a bit, a smile on the edge of her lips. "What do you think?"
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Friday Evening

Molly and Hailey were sitting in the back, somewhat buried under their duffel bags and still wearing their cheerleading uniforms from the game that their school had... lost... miserably. Not that it kept Molly's spirits down, as she was already gabbing about how awesome 'the crowd' was and how cool it was they would be able to do their 'flag thing' in the winter.

Anna meanwhile was in the front passenger seat, staring at the street signs and house numbers as they rolled passed and Miss Carson was behind the wheel, driving home. "Did you bring everything?" Gwenneth asked, trying to make conversation, at least to balance out Molly's constant chatter in the backseat.

"Yeah I think so," Anna replied in a subdued voice. "Enough clothes for three days, including PJ's and stuff. And all the girly toiletry stuff. No worries there," Anna said, making a joke of her own as they pulled into the driveway, and then Gwenneth opened the garage door.

A hush came over the car as they entered the garage and Anna frowned a bit. Sensing the apprehension on Anna's face, Gwenneth stopped the car halfway into the garage. "Got your cell phone too?" she asked.

"Yes," Anna said.

"And people will notice if your gone more then this weekend, it is a school day next Monday after all," Miss Carson said, trying to reassure her. Anna smiled, revealing her bright smile.

"Yeah I know, I just worry about these things," she said, nodding to reassure herself some more as the car pulled into the garage and it closed behind them.
 
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Well he had heard from Gwenneth that everything that everything went off without a hitch. She had told him how the girls were reacting and Anna would seem to be the most apprehensive about such things. Hailey would be the type to flirt with him though whether or not she would make goo on her words it was too early to tell and Molly was going to be excited abotu anything. That was the impression he got from listening to what his slave had told him about the three.

Now it was just time to wait it out. He was slightly surprised about the fact they had all agreed to stay the evening not really sure what they were getting themselves into. Though it was going to make for an interesting weekend to say the least. He thought about seeing how things would go. Perhaps he would tackle each girl individually though it would be much more interesting and enjoyable if he could conquer them all at the same time. He would look to his current slave for any assistance while the new girls were adjusting.

He thought about various things as he heard the sound of the garage door closing. He was dressed very normal in a pair of jeans and a shirt. He didn't have the TV on or anything as he did have some various snacks and pizza sitting out. He wanted them to be comfortable and find this place enjoyable as they may have thought there would be no guys here but there he was. He would step to the side so when they walked in they would see things spread out then he would make an appearance into the room. This way they wouldn't round the corner and find him just hanging out like it is some sort of bad porn movie.
 
"So whose the other car belong to?" Molly then chirped, as the teacher opened the door leading from the garage to the house and apparently noticed that in fact there were two cars in the garage.

"My boyfriend, you might already know him," Gwenneth replied calmly as the four young women entered the house.

Both Molly and Hailey shook their heads and shrugged at each other, apparently not knowing. But once again, Anna showed her perceptive nature. "Is it Mr. Syntar?" she asked as she walked into the house last, only to see him waiting for them on the sofa.

"That's right," Gwen said with a somewhat surprised smirk.

"I've seen you two leave at the same time after you grade papers," Anna said, apparently aloof of what they actually did in that classroom. Inside, Gwenneth sighed in relief a bit as they all saw assorted snacks and beverages as well as some pizza laid out for them.

By the time Gwenneth had closed the door behind them, Molly had already seized a paper plate and was munching on some celery sticks and sliding a slice of mushroom pizza onto her plate.

"This looks like a total teachers lovenest," Hailey commented, wagging her eyebrows at Gwenneth before giggling. "So clean and organized and food waiting for us. I bet you do this every night for him." With that said, she slid onto the couch beside Molly, scooping up a drink in hand. "So romantic..." she cooed, her voice laced with sarcasm.

After Anna joined them, Gwenneth smiled, somewhat absently as she thought of a reason to excuse herself. She had no idea what Mr. Syntar had planned, only that he was confident enough that all he needed was for her to get them in the house. Well that was done, she could only hope that he would be able to follow through. "Make yourselves at home, I'll get the winter sports schedules," Gwenneth said.

As she calmly walked out of the living room, Anna wanted to ask if Mr. Syntar was even home, but found the setting with the food and the cable television too irresistible for the moment and joined in just enjoying the place like her two friends were. Molly, her mouth already bulging with pizza, grunted something that sounded like a see ya while Hailey muttered a simple "Okay," as acknowledgment to Gwenneth's departure in between sips of her soft drink.
 
He still waited in the wings as he watched his slave leave them coming in his direction. He would smirk as she moved by him having heard the little conversations they had had. Anna was perhaps a bit more curious about things then she let on. She had watched them wondering if she was interested in either of them. It would be just something he would store to memory.

When Gwenneth came closer he moved an arm around her waist. They were currently alone as he pulled her body up against his own and leaned into her for a deep passionate kiss. She had done good and needed to be rewarded. His tongue darting into her mouth as lips would open and slip out when they would close. His second hand lifting to her chest between them squeezing digits into her one breast as he pressed her up against the wall. All of this was out of sight of the girls as he would slowly break their kiss looking to her. "Put on something sexy and comfortable. Then wait for me to call you... I may need you as an example..." He gave her lips on more quick kiss before he released her letting her go from the wall.

His attention now turned to the living room where the three younger girls were. He would walk out of the open door way that led to the dark hallway with a charming smile on his face. "Hello girls..." His eyes would shift from one to the other as he spoke their names. "Anna.... Hailey... and Molly right? Gwenneth... err... Ms. Carson.. told me you all were coming... hope you like the spread... I figured chips, soda and pizza was something young college bound women still enjoyed.."

He wanted to make them feel older so he didn't want to call them teenagers but women. They could make their own choices now in life as he would walk around behind the couch the were sitting on running his hand along the back cushion. His movement would cause a slight breeze that would tickle the back of their heads, or atleast shift their hair some. Every action had to be deliberate. He was trying to invoke certain response in them. See what he could get out of them.

He moved towards the single cushioned chair facing the ottoman. It was his chair. They didn't know exactly what was meant by his chair but he was the only one who could actually sit in it. They would soon learn that in time as it would hopefully become obvious he never had Ms. Carson or any of them sit in the chair directly. On his lap in the chair yes but never in the chair. He would tilt his head to one side standing behind his chair for right now with his hands pressed into the back of it. "I hope your boyfriends didn't get upset by Miss Carson's invitation... I know how difficult it can to be away from someone... someone you care about..." He was obviously looking to hear the fact they didn't have any boyfriends since that was one of the reasons they were chosen for this.

Not wanting to make it too awkward for them he would ask them also before he would take a seat. "Is there anything else I can get you while I am up?"
 
They nodded, Molly most emphatically of course, as he rattled off their names while walking around the couch, getting everyone one of the girls to turn their heads, following him as he walked around behind them and was about to take his seat, when he asked his question about the boyfriends.

Molly immediately blushed and looked down at her lap before shaking her head. "Boyfriends? Please..." she said, rolling her eyes. "They think I'm immature," she said with a laugh. "I don't got the time or the patience to deal with a boy." Hailey shared in her giggling a bit as Anna simply smiled, her eyes drifting off to the side, as if thinking about something.

"Yeah, no boyfriend," Hailey said, chiming in, a tight smile on her face. "Anyways, if I did, there'd be no reason for him to be jealous right?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him, a devious smile on her pretty face as she habitually flirted lightly with the teacher, not realizing the situation in the slightest. "So, how's your girlfriend Miss Carson?" she then asked a second later.

Molly blushed, her cheeks turning red now as Anna gave Hailey a simple glare of why even ask that, both of them apparently weirded out and embarrassed by Hailey's straightforward question.
 
Seeing as none of them had asked for anything else he would take the opportunity to have a seat in his chair. Arms going to the armrest with fingers just hanging over the edge. Feet firmly planted infront of him with his knees close together. He sat up straight to make sure he kept that air of commanding the room. It was the way he would sit in class whenever he would sit down.

He would smirk to Molly and nod seeing her excitedness. "Well that is true.... perhaps they are the ones that are immature... you don't need a boy.. you need a man... that shows maturity right there.... knowing none of these guys will do..." His smirk would turn into a smile as he was complimenting her and also hinting to the fact he was a man as that was what she needed.

Attention would then move to Hailey who seemed to be looking over him a bit as she spoke. He would shake his head and then shrug his shoulder. "I know I would get jealous if my girl was at the home of another guy... especially one as handsome as myself..." He would laugh a bit lightening the mood as he didn't want to sound to full of himself and instead he was making a joke. He wondered how they would take it. Perhaps it would get their brain thinking about how handsome he was, though that may have been running through their brains already.

He would raise a brow though before he would answer her next question. It could be taken in any direction so he felt he would address that in a rather open ended question himself. "What do you mean, Hailey, how is she? Was she telling you she was feeling sick?" He figured he would play dumb with it for now though he had some idea what she was getting at but he wasn't coming right out with it yet.

He would look to Anna as she seemed to be wanting to keep the other two in check but she wasn't talking herself. Part of him wondered if she was just shy or if there wasn't something else in her facial expressions.
 
All three girls did keep their eyes on Mr. Syntar, and had been ever since he entered the room. Molly was blushing from his response, her cheeks turning rosier as he mentioned that she probably needed a man, rather than a boy, to be her boyfriend. Combined with her giggling, it made for an adorable scene as even Anna seemed to smile at the teachers fast responses.

But it was Hailey who fluttered her eyes at him, cocking her head to the side as she shrugged her shoulders upon hearing his answer. "You know what I mean Mr. Syntar," she snapped back in playful defense. "Is she a good girlfriend?" she then asked, rapidly raising her eyebrows at him while on the opposite end of the couch, Anna briefly covered her eyes with her hand and shook her head, reluctantly smiling in disbelief at where Hailey was taking the conversation.

"We're here about the sch-," Anna started to speak up.

"Yeah tell us," Molly chimed in, slowly nodding her head. "Is she nice? She's an awesome teacher and advisor. One of my favs," the bubbly blonde continued to say before sneaking in another bite of her pizza. In fact, she seemed to be the only one concentrating on still eating, though just like her friends, her eyes weren't coming off of the handsome and somewhat mysterious Mr. Syntar.

Each of them was finding him captivating enough to not be distracted it seemed.
 
He would smirk towards Hailey. She wasn't afraid to say anything it seemed. Definately the type to speak her mind. Could get her into trouble though as Anna was still trying to lead but being cut off by the other two. He would just hold that smirk on his face and shrug his shoulders. "Yea.... she is a great girlfriend... the best type too.... the kind that will do anything for me... since that is what a real man wants... a woman who will do anything for him... to make him feel like he is the most important man in her life...."

He wondered if that would be the sort of answer they were looking for. Would she be looking for something more? Only time would tell. He would look then to Molly as she seemed to really like Gwenneth. "Yes she is quite nice.." He figured he didn't need to go into too many details as he did only a moment ago.

He would shift himself lifting his one leg and crossing it over top the other at the ankle. He didn't wear any shoes but instead was just in a pair of socks. His hands would go down to his foot and start rubbing into it as he shook his head some. "Think I had something in my shoe all day... feet are sore..." He was just stating a fact not really looking to them as he would look up. "So how did the game go?" He didn't really care but he wanted to keep the conversation going as his hands continued rubbing into the bottom of his foot.
 
Molly rolled her eyes and fell back in the sofa, suddenly feeling deflated at the mention of the game. "Oh my gosh, we got stomped again. Our team sucks this year and that sucks because I'm a Senior and nobody watches us anymore," she groaned.

"Yeah none of the boys do, only the dorky band and families and stuff," Hailey chimed in, before homing her eyes on his feet. "Hey?" she asked, her eyes lighting up. "Can I give you a foot massage?" she asked, causing Anna nearby to almost have her eyes seemingly pop out of her sockets.

"I really don't think he wants you to do that Hailey," Anna said quickly, leaning her arm on the armrest, and her cheek on her arm. Even Molly turned to Hailey and half nodded.

"Kinda weird," Molly chimed in.

"Oh my gosh," Hailey stammered, rolling her eyes as a dramatic look crossed her face as she locked eyes with everyone in the room. "I totally didn't mean it like that," she said, shaking her head. "He brought it up for a reason. Obviously he needs some relief," she continued, addressing him as if he wasn't there now, as teenagers and many adults often did in conversation.

"Ever see Pulp Fiction, I think they talked about this in there too," Anna said, trying to slyly redirect the conversation away from Hailey's seemingly repeated flirtatious dialogue choices. But her effort soon failed as Molly and Hailey both shook their heads as their answer. Anna sighed and turned to Mr. Syntar, an apologetic look on her face as if she was embarrassed by them now.

"Oh come on, let's have fun tonight. We have the whole weekend to be crummy and work," Molly then chirped up, her face becoming more expressive as she noticed Anna starting to withdraw or depress herself from the situation and trying to avert it.

Now, it seemed to be revealed how these three were such good friends despite the obvious character and personality differences. Anna rolled her eyes and shook her head rapidly, sighing as she gave in. "If it's okay with Mr. Syntar and Miss Carson I guess," she relented.

Molly replied with an exaggerated sigh, slumping her shoulders and giving Anna her best sad puppy face. "Come on. I know we got stomped at the game, but that doesn't mean we can't be happy for what might happen!" she said, her face almost magically lighting up as she seemingly started bouncing on the sofa, shaking the other two girls.

Hailey meanwhile, never took her eyes of Mr. Syntar and finding herself not in her friends particular conversation, took the initiative. "Can I give you a foot massage? Would your girlfriend be okay with that?"

"Give it up Hailey," Anna said, exasperated but at least this time not sounding as annoyed as before thanks to Molly.
 
He almost wanted to laugh watching the girls. All of them young women by law being 18, but they still showed bits of immaturity. Though Anna was still trying to be the calm and cooler one telling the others what is right and wrong. She may take mor convincing. Though Hailey, she was already getting herself into the role. She seemed more then eager to please.

He would move his head back and forth between them as they spoke amongst each other. They were deciding what they were going to be doing tonight. He would nod his head looking to Anna as she said if it was alright with the adults present. "Tonight? Yes tonight can be just abotu fun... it is too late to start any kind of work anyway.... besides after the game you came form.. you need to have a little fun..." He would hold that charming smile.

His eye though would then look directly into the eyes of Hailey. She had nearly challenged him by asking him again if she could massage his f oot. She was already wording things as a submissive person would. Can I do it... not just asking if he wanted it. It would make it seem that by giving him that foot rub she would be satisfying something in her not just helping out his sore feet. He looked into her as if challenging her back. He wasn't going to back down now as this was working in his favor. "Yes Hailey... you may massage my feet... Gwenneth? Yea... she will be fine with it... why wouldn't she? It is just a foot rub... you weren't planning on doing anything to.... obscene..."

He purposely showed that he could play the games as well as she earlier had made it seem like she was looking for some personal information from him about his relationship with Miss Carson. He wanted them to all relax more as he called her by her first name like it was nothing. Now the ball was back in Hailey's court. She seemed like she would be the eager type but would her actions speak as loud as her words.
 
Anna wanted to say something, but held her tongue as Hailey smirked at Mr. Syntar's acceptance of his offer, as if she was answering a dare, and rose from the couch and not finding a place to sit nearby, actually kneeled down, sitting on her heels beside his chair. Anna's eyes grew a little wider as she saw Hailey do that, apparently at a loss for words now at what she was witnessing. It just seemed wrong, unfaithful.

Molly on the other hand, started eating pizza again. Either the impact of the situation was lost on her, or she didn't care, or she was cool with 'whatever.'

Anna's eyes remained transfixed as her pretty friend looked up and saw Mr. Syntar apparently rest his feet on her legs and smiling gingerly, Hailey started massaging them through the clean socks when finally, Molly spoke up. "Better wash your hands before you eat anything again," she muttered, before smiling and going back to scarfing down more food, fueling her apparently boundless energy.

But Anna just kept staring, and staring at Hailey, acting so... weird. It just seemed odd, out of place, that Hailey was kneeling at this teachers chair, massaging his feet and actually looking so happy doing it. Though a wickedly smart girl herself, Anna just couldn't quite put to words what was wrong with the scene, it wasn't that the teacher was cheating, a foot massage could just be a foot massage. But there was something else different.

Maybe even wrong.

But she couldn't look away until finally, Molly nudged her in her side and she seemingly snapped out of her trance and looked up, noticing Mr. Syntar was looking straight at her and she felt her heart skip a beat. A heat was emanating from her back, and she shifted in her seat. She wondered what it was when she realized sweet, oblivious Molly was talking to her.

"...better then Giovanni's pizza, don'tcha think?" Molly finished asking, as Anna only picked up the last fragment of whatever she said.

"Oh yeah," Anna said softly, quickly, stealing more glances at Mr. Syntar and feeling more and more weird.

"Sure you don't want any, you haven't eaten since lunch right?" Molly asked. "A girl can't live on chicken patties alone right?" she asked giggling.

Anna then blinked, a realization coming over her. She was getting aroused by watching that. She was crushing on Mr. Syntar and didn't even realize it. But that seemed so... strange. She never viewed him as anything more then a teacher, or even less, some boring adult in the school she barely knew, never... like this. But it was true, she was crushing on him, all because she saw Hailey giving him a foot massage.

How did that make any sense at all?

It really didn't.

Did it?
 
He watched as Hailey moved towards him and took a kneeling position infront of him. He would shift his foot from resting on his own leg at the ankle and move it down towards her lap where she eagerly started to rub into him. He would watch her looking to him though she would then look to his foot concentrating on what she was doing. She seemed to be content for the moment working on his foot. He would be certain to reward her momentarily with a sound of his enjoyment.

He would lift his eyes looking to the other girls. Molly was sitting there bouncing away as she enjoyed the pizza. He could tell she would just go along with the group which may not make it difficult at all to control her. As long as her friends were doing it she would fall under the peer pressure. So far now he would let her be content with eating.

His attention though would focus on Anna. She was the one he was still trying to figure out. Though the more he looked to her the more she acted like a shy school girl. She would turn her head and focus to Molly then come back to him. He could just see it in her eyes there was something there. She was almost at a loss for words and she wasn't even talking she was just thinking. He would smile towards her as he just let her become lost in him.

He would close his eyes for a moment as he leaned back in that chair shifting his foot out further from his body to make this as easy on Hailey as he could. "Wow... you have some really strong hands... good for this... if the sock is in the way you can take it off..." He would look to Molly smirking. "I do wash my feet and socks..." Give her a playful wink before glancing back towards Anna wondering how she would react to his acting like a typical adult male and less of an educator or role model. He was just getting comfortable with the situation as if this sort of thing happened all the time.

"Gwenneth will be happy... she isn't a big fan of feet..." Was that the case? He didn't really know but she would rub his feet if he asked her to anyway. That was beside the point. He wanted to make Hailey feel special that she was doing something his girlfriend wouldn't like to do anyway.
 
Hailey smiled up at him briefly, a sweet and innocent smile on her face as she glanced back down, apparently pleased with his compliment and started to peel his sock off when she glanced at Anna for a moment and decided to persist with just massaging through the sock. By the time Mr. Syntar looked up, Anna was already looking away, intentionally reaching across Molly for the remote control. "Heh, wonder if there is anything on..." she muttered with a poorly disguised nervous laugh.

"I didn't know you watched TV," Molly said, her voice partially muffled as her cheeks were puff full of munchies. Almost as an afterthought, she covered her chewing mouth, and blushed red a bit, before resuming her blissful activity. "It's late, I wonder if he has Showtime," she then said jokingly, after finishing her food.

"Molly!" Anna stammered, knowing full well what they showed on that particular channel at this point of the evening. Flipping the television to CNN of all things, but still keeping the volume politely low.

"I'm kidding," Molly said in sheepish defense as Hailey uttered a giggle, a smile still on her beaming face as she continued massaging his foot.

"So, Gwen really doesn't do this Mr. Syntar?" she asked, glancing up at him briefly. "Because I don't mind it at all. It's kind of therapeutic ya know," she said, trying to spark a conversation with him it seemed as she continued her work, and then, as Anna looked at the television, peeled off the sock. By the time the brunette flag squad leader glanced back at Hailey, her lithe fingers were already kneading the bare skin of his foot, sliding between his toes and her palm rubbing and pressing across his instep.

This time when Anna met Hailey's eyes, she just smiled back at her and continued massaging. When Anna said nothing, Hailey looked up at Mr. Syntar as she tried something slightly different in massaging his now exposed foot. "Do you like this better sir?" she asked, perhaps not even realizing that she inserted the honorific at the end of her sentence, addressing him in a tone and manner she usually reserved for adults in formal settings or her parents such.
 
Well he knew what was on as well. He would smirk as he just shook his head. He would act like he didn't have a clue though as the TV was turned on and the news came on. Very boring thing to watch but sometimes you needed to find out information about current events for class topics. Though still acting like he didn't know what was on those channels he would make a comment about the idea of Showtime. "Well I do have Showtime... and HBO... maybe even Starz too... so many channels anymore it is hard to keep up with them all... just is nice because if there is a movie I wanna watch I normally can see it on one of them..."

He would leave that there and just see if they would peak to see if something dirty was on one of the other channels. His attention then went back to Hailey who was rubbing his foot. With his sock now off she was getting at the smooth skin of his foot. He didn't work a job that involved him being on his feet or heavy lifting so he was able to pamper his feet. He watched her intently feeling her seperating his toes some as he smiled down to her. "Well I am sure if I asked her too she would... but she may not enjoy it as much as you are..."

He would just close his eyes a moment and look over seeing his soda out of his reach on the small coffee table where the food was set. He wouldn't ask Hailey to grab it as she may be more than willing to do so already as he looked to the other two girls and would lean to his one side and act like he was trying to reach for it. He couldn't get it as he would look then to Anna smiling to her. "Anna do me a favor and had me that glass..." Most people couldn't resist when you asked them to do you a favor.

He would look to Hailey and nod. "Yes... much better... such good hands..." He would smile down to her leaning back on slightly though as he didn't want to look like he was just going to relax and wait for his drink to be handed to him.
 
Anna stared at him with her eyes growing wider, as if she was a deer in the headlights, as if just grabbing his drink for him had some sort of wide, world threatening complications. The truth was though, Anna was confused, and aroused, and suspicious, her mind running at a hundred miles an hour and it was made worse as she saw Hailey happily massaging one of his feet, and Molly munching and watching CNN.

It almost seemed surreal.

Finally, she decided on action and rose to reach for the drink, only to have her arm intersect with Molly's. "Oh sorry," Molly said, turning her head back to the TV, her hand moving from Mr. Syntar's drink to the remote, and started to flip through the channel guide. "Thought you zoned out there," she added, revealing she was going to get his drink if she wasn't.

Anna simply blinked, feeling like she had just come out of a bit of a trance and picked up the glass. Then rising to her feet, she walked rigidly around the coffee table and approached him, sticking out her hand that held his glass. "Here you go," she said with a near deadpan voice, and a matching unflappable, near emotionless face.

Then Anna glanced down at Hailey and suddenly something struck her. The realization affected her so much, that she could practically feel the blood rush through her body, as if her complexion got a shade more full of color in response. A sudden realization came over her.

Without another word, she kneeled down beside his chair, and looked straight at Hailey and smiled. The flirtatious blonde just stared back at her, completely mystified at her odd behavior. Then turning up to Mr. Syntar, she calmly rattled off a completely unexpected request. "May I?" she asked, before taking his other foot into her lap, peeling off the sock and turning to Hailey. "Show me how to do this," she asked her friend, who after a moment of confusion rather then any sort of reluctance, finally smiled and complied.
 
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