Mom will help you

Chapter 151 - I would have helped out if you had asked me.

As the young man was about to head towards the door, however, Ms. Dawson raised her hand, signaling him to stop. With a slight smirk on her lips, she asked playfully, "Leaving already? I thought you would want to negotiate a deal as well since you did stumble upon my little secret. Like to keep quiet about it..."

The words caught him off-guard and made him pause, turning around to face the seductive beauty, who had gotten up from the couch to walk close to him, standing only a few centimeters away from his body, her attractive fragrance drifting from her skin and reaching his nose.

"What are you talking about? I don't plan on blackmailing you, Ms. Dawson," Oliver retorted with confidence, gazing into her beautiful, big eyes. "You don't have to offer me anything or do anything for me. I'm just relieved to know that the old man wasn't being a creepy pervert that forced you into it."

Emma couldn't hide her surprise at hearing such a response from him. But nonetheless, it brought a wide smile to her face as she found this interesting and oddly appealing. Even more so because, when gazing into Oliver's brown eyes, she noticed something else there besides kindness. Along with desire, and maybe some passion. After all, he did have a huge erection stretching down his left thigh, evident through the thin fabric of the boy's school pants.

"Hmmm... There is nothing for free in this world, Oliver. You are a good boy, no doubt about that, but I'm sure a big 'reward' will make you much more comfortable." Emma then approached even closer, pressing against the toned and firm teenager's body before wrapping both arms around the back of his neck, staring into the boy's eyes with a devious, yet sexy gleam. "Don't tell me that you never thought about this? Fucking me like all those other students fantasize every day. Hmm..."

Oliver felt his breath catch and his heart beat faster in response to her seductive voice. His cock grew harder and pulsed with a stronger need for attention. He knew his teacher was offering him a tempting reward without asking for anything, which, of course, no one in their sane mind would turn down.

"I wouldn't pass up this opportunity, right?" The young man said, winking and cupping the sultry teacher's ass, squeezing it hard. This only made her smile at him wider.

"That's better. I always wanted to give a student something nice and naughty, but the chance never presented itself until now... So, you're gonna have some fun with me. Be glad!"

Before he could reply, however, a sudden ring echoed throughout the building. Both of them glanced down at their watches, knowing class would resume soon. Such timing made Ms. Dawson laugh in amusement, "Well, then. It's a shame that we won't be doing this for now. After all, we should get going to our classes. But don't worry! Meet me back here by the end of school, and I will give you a present that none of the other students ever got, my sweet Oliver."

Oliver chuckled in return and pulled the curvy teacher closer. "What a shame, indeed. I would love to enjoy my naughty, beautiful teacher right now. But at least there is something to look forward to later today..."

"Mmh... Now let's leave, otherwise we'll run late..."

With that, the two exited the room, with the young man feeling like he just won the jackpot.

***

When he returned to class, Oliver had a spring to his step. He knew he was in for a treat that afternoon after school. That amazing gift was coming from none other than his very own teacher! Just imagining how wild things would be made him even more impatient and aroused.

Then, just as he made it to his seat, Brenda eyed him with curiosity. "What happened? Why did you spend so long in the bathroom?" Her eyes also fixated on his groin, where a bulge could still be seen. "Did you spend your time rubbing one off? But from the looks of it, you didn't finish, huh? I would have helped out if you had asked me."

"Hahaha, that's not it. Let's say that I am just excited about something that will happen very soon, and that's why I'm like this." Oliver chuckled, trying to be vague. He didn't want to say more, or else the blonde would ask even more questions until he gave up the details.

True enough, Brenda wanted to get the full story, but before she could, the bell rang once again, signaling that class would start shortly, and with that also arrived another teacher, putting an end to their little conversation.

Although Oliver managed to control his urges pretty well, it was hard to keep them in check when some naughty images of Ms. Dawson filled his mind while remembering the recent conversation they had. Moreover, with his cock so hard and eager for action, it also didn't help the cause. And what was worse, the time passed tortuously slowly for him.

It almost seemed like the universe conspired against him to prevent it from becoming a reality. Because right now, if he could fast forward to the end of the day, he would, in a heartbeat. But alas, he had to sit through classes until the last period of the day was over.

Yet, to make things less painful, the young man pulled the blonde's hand and made her rest it on his engorged shaft, making it obvious to her that he wanted her help with something.

Brenda blinked a few times before she realized what Oliver was planning and then flashed a teasing, understanding grin. "Want me to help you feel a bit less on edge?" She whispered.

"Just some rubbing. Nothing else. I would hate to dirty my pants with cum." He responded, glancing around to ensure nobody could see what was going on between them, considering how this was one of the last rows in the classroom, and that teacher sat behind his desk while explaining something from his textbook.