Damn, I cannot get this Algebra in my brain and I have to pass this exam.  If I don’t, then I have to take it again next semester. And I am not going to be any smarter next semester.  There has to be an easier way to get that A I need on my final exam.

“Hey, why the gloomy face?  After today it will be winter break so that means two weeks of no studying,” my best friend Shirley said as she plopped down on the bench next to me.

I looked at her and said, “I need to get an A on the Algebra final exam or I will have to repeat the class next semester.”

Shirley smiled and said laughing, “So seduce the teacher into giving you an A.  It is not like in high school where most of the teachers were butt ugly.  Our Algebra teacher is kind of hot in an old man way,”

“Do you think it would work?” I asked, wondering why I had not thought of that.

“Linda Marie, I was only joking,” Shirley said, a shocked look on her face when she realized that I had taken her seriously.

“Maybe you were but that is a brilliant idea.  It is not like I am a virgin.  I wonder if a blow job would do or if he will want to screw me too?”

“I cannot believe you are seriously considering this to get an A on your final exam,”

“Well, if I have to take it again next semester the teacher might be a woman and I sure in the hell don’t swing that way.  If I cannot get it this semester I doubt if I will get it next semester,” I said standing up, already formulating the plan in my mind.  “Wish me luck,”

“Wait a minute Linda.  Think it over.  Don’t do anything rash,” she called after me but my mind was already made up.

I glanced at my watch and saw I had thirty minutes before class started so I hurried to my dorm room and changed into a lacy black thong and matching bra under my tight jeans and equally tight tee-shirt.  I grabbed a couple of condoms out of my drawer and put them in the zipper part of my book bag.  I rushed into the classroom with five minutes to spare, taking deep breaths to slow my heart rate down.  I looked over at Shirley and gave her a thumbs up to which she mouthed no and shook her head.

“Attention class,” Mr. Berger began, “do not turn the test over until I instruct you to do so.  When you are done, drop the test on my desk and you may leave.  I will post the scores of the test on the bulletin board outside the room in three days.  You must do well on this final exam as it makes up 60% of your class grade,” as he walked up and down the aisles passing out the tests.

After finishing the exam, I put it on his desk and walked out to sit on the bench in the courtyard.  After fifteen minutes I saw Shirley power-walking in my direction.

Flopping on the bench she said, “You cannot really be serious about…you know…screwing or blowing for an A,”

“I am serious and nothing is going to change my mind,” I told her standing up.  “I will see you later back at the dorm. I am going to go get my A.”

I headed for my Algebra class, hoping to see the door open as that would mean that the exam was finished and he would be alone.  I stepped through the open door and shut it behind me.  The noise of the door closing caused his head to pop up from the pile of exams in front of him.

“Hello Ms. Fletcher, the exam is over.  I do not have time to talk as I have exams to grade,” Mr. Berger told me as he just stared at me before bending his head down to start grading again.

I swallowed hard and then pulled my tee-shirt over my head and dropped it on top of the pile of exams he was grading. Picking up the tee-shirt, he held it in his hand, looking up at me with a quizzical look on his face.  While he was looking at me, I kicked off my shoes, unbuttoned my jeans, and started to slide them down my hips until they were at my feet.

I stepped out of them, and said, “I know I did not do well on the final exam and I am going to have to retake the class next semester so can we make a trade; sex for an A so I can pass the class?” as I struck a pose in my lacy thong and matching bra.

“Are you trying to bribe me?” he asked as he scooted back in his chair.

“Maybe Mr. Berger…or may I call you Dan for now so it does not sound so formal?” I asked as I maneuvered myself between him and the desk, straddling his lap and sitting down.  I grabbed hold of his shirt collar with my hands and pulled him toward me so I could kiss him. I slid my tongue across his bottom lip, nipping at it.  I rubbed myself against his crotch, feeling the beginnings of a bulge in his pants.

I continued to kiss and nip at his lips and wiggle on his lap.  I grabbed his hands and placed them on my breasts.  Suddenly, without warning, he crushed me against his chest as he kissed me hard, his tongue demanding entrance.  As we kissed, he unfastened my bra and pulled it forward, bending down to lick my nipples before he gently bit each one.  His thumb grazed over my nipples as his lips captured mine again.  I could feel my panties becoming wet as his cock pushed against me.

I pulled away and sank to my knees, fumbling with his belt and then the button and zipper of his pants.  Dan raised his butt off the chair, making it easier for me to pull his pants down.  When his cock sprang free, I stared at it in amazement as I never figured a man of his age would have such an impressive one.  If all older men are built like him I am done with college boys and going after the teachers.   I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around him, my tongue licking the backside.  I continued to work my way up and down his cock, earning soft moans from Dan.  Soon I could taste his pre-cum so I stopped and stood up.

I went over to my book bag, got out a condom, and took it back over to where Dan was sitting, stroking himself.   I handed him the foil pack and then shimmied out of my thong.    Straddling him, I slowly sank down on him.  I groaned as his size stretched me. I leaned in and kissed him, our tongues dancing together as I began to ride him.  Dan reached out and began to pinch and pull on my nipples.  Our movements became faster, my muscles gripping him tightly.

I could feel my orgasm building, my juices covering him.  Dan worked his hand between us, taking his forefinger to rub my clit.  I gave out a loud moan as my body raced toward the ultimate goal.  I gave out a loud moan as my orgasm burst throughout my body. Within seconds Dan found his release.   Both of us were breathing heavily and as I laid my head against his chest I could feel his erratic heartbeat.  After a few minutes, I got up and started to get dressed while he watched.

“Do you do this for every teacher or was it just me?”  Dan asked as he removed the condom, putting it in the trash.  He stood up and pulled up his pants.

“Just you,” I answered. “Truthfully, you are the first teacher I used sex for in exchange for an A on a final. Did it work?”

Dan stared at me and said, “Stop dressing and come here,”

I walked over to him, my jeans in my hands, wondering what he was going to do.  When I got to him, he pulled my panties down and pushed my face down on the desk.  I could hear the unmistakable sound of a zipper being pulled down.  I was in shock that he was hard again so fast.  Even the college boys did not recover that fast.

“Wait, put a condom on,” I said.  “There is one in my book bag; in the zipper part,”

Dan grabbed my book bag and took out the condom.  Holding me by the hips, he slid inside of me.  Not giving me time to adjust to him, he began to move in and out fast and hard.  We both reached the edge at the same time, heavy breathing and loud moans filling the room.

Pulling out, Dan said, “You have an A and passed the class.”

I quickly dressed, grabbed my bookbag, and left the room with a smile on my face.  I passed and the sex was awesome.