The next morning was mostly the same as usual except Mini beat her brother into the bathroom. When Max pushed open the door and walked in, Mini was sitting on the toilet with a Playboy magazine that he had squirreled away in the back recess of the closet as his masturbation stash. He had his morning woody in his hand stroking it from end to end. He said, “Well, I guess I didn’t hide that real well did I.” (Read prev story Fucking Mom, Sister and Neighbor – Part. 5)
Mini looked up and spotted his cock standing out in front of him. Max was intentionally teasing her with it as he wagged it around in her face. Mini was awfully tempted but she wasn’t going to be baited. She looked back down at the magazine and said, “You don’t have much time before we have to leave an hour earlier than normal for your ‘detention’. She put double air-quotes on the word detention.
Max noted the sarcasm and wondered what Mini knew. He didn’t say anything more. She finished up and shoved the Playboy back in the closet where she had found it. She came up behind Max and reached around his waist and wrapped both hands around his cock and squeezed and then released it. She said, “I don’t know why you look at that magazine. Mom and I have just as good bodies as them and we’re real and right here and available for more than masturbation material.”
Max laughed and replied, “That magazine was put in there long before we started doing what we are doing now. I’d totally forgotten it was there. You’re right though. You and Mom and even Nadia is every bit as beautiful and sexy as anyone in Playboy. Maybe you and Mom should offer to pose for them together. That would be a first. Mother and daughter. Wow.” He pushed his way in toward the sink and brushed his teeth beside Mini doing the same.
We only had time for one shower, so we showered together and struggled with the urges to have sex under the cascading hot water. We were dressed and placing our cereal bowls in the sink when Mom came out to the kitchen. “Are you guys leaving early?”
Mini replied, “Yes. Ding-Dong here got detention for missing a class yesterday and it’s this morning of all times.”
Max piped in, “I didn’t miss a class; I was late for a class. Miss Anders can’t stay late so she called it for this morning.” He was hoping that the lie at the end of the statement wouldn’t get challenged by Mini. She had a talented BS detector so he didn’t say anything else. They both headed for the door yelling “Bye Mom. Have a nice day,” as Max shut the door behind him.
Thankfully, a two mile drive didn’t leave Mini much time for her BS detector to pick away at Max’s story. Mini tried though, “So, Miss Anders, huh? She’s pretty sexy, don’t you think. I hear all the guys rave about her ass in her tight skirts. She flirts a lot too, I hear.”
Max made his first fatal mistake when he answered, “I haven’t noticed.” He kept his eyes forward because Mini’s eyes snapped toward him when he said that. Her BS detector was going off with bells and whistles and flashing red beacons. Now she knew something was up and Max was trying to salvage the situation by staying quiet.
Mini parked her car and pulled out her keys. Max was getting out before she could ask any more questions. He slammed his door and Mini scrambled out of her seat and closed her door and hurried after Max. Mini said, “Wow. You’re in a real hurry to get to detention aren’t you?”
Max said, “I don’t want to be late and get more detention because I was late for detention.” Mini decided to let it drop. She had other ways to find out what was going on. She just hurried along beside Max and when he opened the unlocked door to Miss Anders classroom, she continued on to the cafeteria where she planned to spend her time before classes started in a little more than an hour.
Max was already breathing hard from the combination of hurrying from the parking lot and the anticipation of having more sex with Miss Anders, who was sitting at her desk reading a book. He closed the door and stood there waiting for direction.
Miss Anders just sat there reading for another thirty seconds as though she hadn’t heard him come in. Max knew it was a charade. He could see her chest heaving rapidly as she was breathing through her nose. Her face was flushed too. Max prided himself on recognizing these signs that only a few days ago would have meant nothing to him.
Max just stood by the door until Miss Anders put her book on her desk and squared it up to the edge of the desk trying to be as nonchalant as possible. Then she started, “Max. You know being late to my class is a blatant show of disrespect to me. I won’t stand for it.”
Max hadn’t planned for this but he gathered himself and said, “I’m so sorry Miss Anders. It won’t happen again. I would never intentionally disrespect you. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you? He intentionally saved the question for last.
Miss Ander stood and turned to face Max. She said, “Drop your pants and put your hands on the edge of my desk and bend over.”
Max smiled and unbuckled his pant and unzipped them. He hooked his thumbs into his boxer shorts and pushed both to the floor and stepped out of them. His cock preceded him. It looked like a fungo bat and it was almost as hard. Max bent forward and placed his hands on the edge of her desk. Miss Anders was not in his field of view and he wondered what she was going to do. He found out in a hurry.
Miss Anders had walked back toward the door as Max walked bare-assed to her desk. When he was in position, she picked up a yardstick off the chalk rail and moved up behind him and pulled back the stick and smacked his ass with a vicious swing. She had not held back at all and the fact that it was a complete surprise made it hurt all the more.
Max gritted his teeth and groaned out his response, “Jesus Christ. That hurt. What the fuck?” He pulled his hands off the desk and started to turn around when a second thwack sounded. It stung just as bad.
Miss Anders hissed, “Don’t you move. Put your hands back where they were.” Max did as he was told. He found himself wondering how this was going to lead to sex. He had braced himself for a third smack but it didn’t come. He just heard a rustling noise and he wondered what she was going to hit him with now.
Max hung his head down trying to see behind him. He didn’t dare turn around. His cock was pointing right at his face as it bobbed up and down. He thought it would have gone soft with the first smack. From behind and to his right, he saw that Miss Anders had stripped to her thigh-highs and heels which was probably the rustling sound he’d heard moments before. She had the yardstick in her hands but she placed it in the chalk rail as she approached.
He couldn’t see her face but her nipples were rock hard and he could see glistening moistness in her crotch. She pressed her groin up to his ass-cheeks and pressed herself into him. He stayed right where he was. She reached around him and wrapped both hands around his cock and stroked it forward and back several time. Her tits pressed into his back.
Max groaned when she grabbed his cock. She rubbed her erect nipples on his back and leaned her head down and kissed his shoulder blades. Max figured it was ok to turn around so he pulled his hands off the desk, stood up and turned around. Miss Anders had a mischievous smile on her face as she pulled herself in close to Max using his cock like a rope.
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