Just a Taste/Start/Day2/Interrupted/Oblivious/After School/Enter
Aaron was standing outside the room leaning against the wall opposite the door. Andrew motioned for him to enter and then stepped back into the room. Mrs. Crabtree continued to lie on the desk making no move to cover herself as the two boys entered. Her face was turned towards the ceiling and her eyes were closed. “Holy shit.” Aaron whispered as he entered the room. “You actually did it, you lucky son of a bitch.”
Mrs. Crabtree slowly turned her head towards them, her eyes half open, her body limp. “Master is that…” She started to say as her eyes fell on Aaron. “What the hell?” she yelled as she tried to cover herself up, but found that her body refused to respond. “Aaron Smith, get out of here right now!”
Andrew moved quickly over to the desk, “I’m so sorry Ma’am, I didn’t think…” He stammered “It’s ok, he’s with me, please calm down and don’t worry about it.”
Mrs. Crabtree immediately calmed down and ceased her attempts to cover herself, while at the same time obeying Andrew’s last request of her to stay where she was. She looked from Andrew to Aaron and then back to Andrew, fear evident on her face as Aaron walked up to the desk ogling her naked body. “Master, what’s going on?” She asked panic evident on her voice. Andrew again motioned for her to calm down. “Ma’am please calm down, its ok and you are not going to get in trouble. Aaron is here to help me explain things. Please get dressed and we’ll explain everything.” Andrew replied, as he took a chair.
Aaron continued to stare at Mrs. Crabtree as she put on her panties and bra, and did her best to make her torn blouse look presentable. “Oh, my god, she’s more beautiful than I imagined, shit her tits…” Aaron started to whisper to Andrew, he stopped short when he noticed the look Mrs. Crabtree was giving him.
Andrew motioned for Aaron and Mrs. Crabtree to sit down. “Please have a seat.” He said as Aaron sat at one of the desks in the front row and Mrs. Crabtree leaned against the front of her desk with her arms across her chest holding her blouse closed. “Ma’am it’s a very long story and I think it best I start from the beginning.”
Andrew told Mrs. Crabtree everything. As he told the story, Aaron jumped in from time to time; clarifying something or mentioning a fact Andrew forgot or missed. Mrs. Crabtree listened to the two boys, her face almost emotionless and neutral. Aaron stopped talking and gave Andrew a funny look when he got to the part about Aaron’s moms reaction to his sweaty clothes, Andrew decided it would be best to edit that part so as to leave out the fact he fucked her. “… and that is when Aaron decided that it would be best if he put a dose of my saliva in your coffee.” Andrew said as he continued the story describing the girls reactions all day to him and Aaron again chimed in with his observations of it having something to do with Andrews sweat.
Mrs. Crabtree stood from her desk and walked up to Aaron. “So you spiked my coffee.” She said with a scowl, her arms crossed over her chest and tapping her left foot.
Aaron made a gulping noise as he looked up at his chemistry teacher. “Well I had to know if it was really what we thought it was, and we couldn’t trust this with just anyone. It was the only way I could think of to be sure and keep Andrew safe. If we had come to you with this before and told you we thought Andrews saliva made girls into sex slaves, what would you have done?” He asked
Mrs. Crabtree gave him a sly grin. “I would’ve laughed you out of my class room and if you somehow had proven it to me, I would’ve taken steps to ensure that Andrew couldn’t use it on anyone else, for their protection and his.”
Aaron looked up at her with his own grin. “And now?”
She looked over towards Andrew and then back at Aaron. “It makes me so horny, I want to fuck him right now just thinking about the fact that I and his sister are his to use how he wishes. That, and I want to get more girls for him to enslave.”
Andrew frowned at her comment and shook his head. “I don’t want any more girls as my slaves, fuck, I don’t want any slaves. I just want to know what the hell is going on and how to fix it.” Mrs. Crabtree dropped her hands and placed them on her hips, allowing the front of her blouse to fall open, as she thought about what Andrew and Aaron had told her. “So Aaron,” She said as she leaned over onto the desk pushing her bra covered breasts towards the young man. “Do you have any more of this saliva with you? If you want me to test it I will need samples.”
“Yes Ma’am.” Aaron stammered as he reached into his bag, his eyes never leaving her chest. “It’s right here.” He said, handing her the closed Mason jar and the eye dropper he used to spike her coffee.
The jar was about half full with Andrew’s saliva. Mrs. Crabtree lifted the jar to her eyes and looked at the contents. “So this is the magic juice. It looks so harmless, like water. How much does it take?”
Aaron smiled up at his teacher. “I only put a single drop in your coffee.” He replied as she removed the lid and filled the dropper.
“Really, just a drop?” She asked as she placed the jar on her desk and resealed it. “That is not a very big dose; there must be enough in here to enslave the entire town. What were you planning on doing with this much?”