Tinder for Teacher 2
The next morning Mr. Jacobsen pulls up outside of my house and sends me a text. “I’m here” it reads. I look back in the mirror to admire my outfit of the day. I dressed like a cute school girl. Plaid skirt that ends just above my knee, black t shirt, and knee highs with my black converse. It looked normal enough to pull off on a typical day. Not too teacher-student porny. Except for the detail that I’m not wearing a bra or panties. I’m hoping to get touched before class starts. I grab my backpack from my coat rack and head out to Mr.Jacobsen’s car. I hop in the passenger seat and he greets me with a kiss on the cheek. “Aw Mr. Jacobsen! That’s so sweet. Good morning to you too.” “You’re …