Friday, 28 October 2016
Flash Fiction Friday: Blackmailed
As I stepped into my office, relieved yet another day was finally over, I was dismayed to see Julia waiting for me.
“What do you want, Julia?” I asked.
“I think we both know what I want,” she replied, before gripping the hem of her skirt and lifting it just enough to expose her panties.
“We can't keep doing this.”
“Oh but we can, and will,” she whispered, before bending over the small chair in the corner and lifting her skirt. “Unless you want everybody to find out just what their favourite teacher likes to get up to once class is over.”