Miss Montgomery looked around her senior sex ed class…why they had her doing this job seemed silly. Apparently some parents felt it necessary to have 18 year olds be taught sex ed because it wasn’t working when they learned it the year before, and the year before that, and the year before that. In fact most of the students didn’t even pay attention. It was frustrating…she would ramble on about nothing, even switching subjects completely and no one cared…not even the smart kids like Allen, Lee, and Sheri. The stupid brat Sheri would keep asking every possible retarded question possible in Miss Montgomery’s other classes, but not here. It was a relief at first, but realizing that she was essentially talking to a wall and wasting everyone’s time at the end of the day just pissed her off.
In fact right now the only one who was doing anything relevant was Allen…after she asked him to. He was always dependable, and sweet…she accidentally mentioned it was her birthday a few days ago and he bought her a little gift…OK maybe he had a crush on her but it was something she actually didn’t mind; it let her know she was still attractive. Teaching high school normally meant turning the teacher into a bitter old fart, but after 6 years at the same school and same job it was nice to know she was still an attractive woman that didn’t let her work take over her life.
“Time to pass up your quizzes.” She said. They did, most of which probably were blank. She gave up after a week and decided that she would just pass everyone. “Now, back to yesterday’s lecture: safe sex. Condoms work great; they are cheap and fit everyone.”
The school jock, Jimmy, raised his hand. He always had something obscene to say, most of the time it had nothing to do with what they were talking about. He didn’t even wait for her to respond: “What if you are too big for a condom?” A few started to laugh.
“No one is too big for a condom Jimmy,” and before he could refute it, she pulled out a condom, opened it up, and blew it up like a balloon. It was as big as her head. “See, they can hold quit a lot.”
“Yeah but that’s not a cock.” Jimmy replied.
This got a lot of the students to look up. This was probably the most attention she had so far. A little voice in the back of her mind was telling her to hold onto it; she enjoyed teaching after all. Ah what the hell, go for broke.
“Allen, come up here for a second.” He still had the boner she noticed during the quiz (yeah, she noticed) so this would be easy. “Drop your pants.”
“Wh…what?” he stuttered, stopping just in front of her desk.
“You heard me, turn around and drop your pants.” He had a quizzical look on his face, wondering what the hell was going on. The class as a whole was now paying attention, all being a little too shocked to make a noise. “OK then, relax Allen.”
She spun him around, unzipped his pants, and pulled them down along with his boxers in one motion. The cool air and sudden motion gave him goose bumps, and to blush profusely. “Now, as you can see Allen is fully erect and rather…” she took a long look at him “…large, very large in fact. And this is a normal condom.” She held it up for all to see. “This is how you put on a condom, and how much it can hold.” She unwrapped the rubber, laid it over his head (the lower one) and rolled it over him. It held the whole of his girth. “Any questions?”
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