I caught him looking down there and hoped he liked what he saw. I did this for a couple of lessons and was then told by sir that I was to stay behind... after school which was a first for me as I had never been in detention.I got there and was told to sit down at the back of the class, sir then came to me and in a forcefull voice told me that despite my good school performace that some of my behaviour was not up to standard. I was shocked and wanted to cry then sir said that I need to be. Then he spun me around, bent me over the worktop, lifted my skirt and unloaded into my pussy. * He dressed me. What he calls nice-but-naughty: my sluttiest plunge bra with an under-bust corset and lace thong under a conservatively cut black dress. Smokey eyes and dark red lipstick. He's wearing a white shirt, open at the collar, and a dark suit. Brogued black leather shoes. We're at her hotel. He sent a courier over earlier today to collect a key-card to allow what comes next. The door light. But it's now morning and another day dawning. I look down at you nuzzled in my arms and you are looking up at me, smiling. "Penny for your thoughts." you say."Oh, I was just wondering if you were trying to kill me," I said and gave you a big hug. "Dare I ask how you arranged that?" Oh, easy really. Maria told me last night that she had taken a liking to you at her birthday party. She asked me last night all about us and I told her." Everything." I said."Everything, well just about," you. I never actually admitted that my butcher bought the venison farm raised. The hunters just thought it was locally killed in the woods around here. They never could figure out why "my" venison, served for meals, tasted better than the animals they harvested once they were back home. A lot of them pestered my cook for his secret recipe. He'd just smile and shake his head.In summer, we got the families. They hiked, fished, boated, swam (for short times, the water was cold) and saw the sights in.