So there I was, sitting alone and grading papers in the teacher's lounge, and feeling very horny. So horny in fact that I let my hand slide down inside my panties and began to rub my swollen clit. It felt so good that I closed my eyes and didn't even notice when Mr. Benson, a math teacher, walked in. He must have noticed my fragrance, because the next thing I felt was his hand on my breast, and the door being locked. We screwed so hard the whole school must have heard us. I know the other teachers did, because they suggested that we teachers should meet here regularly to compare notes. Hey, horny teachers need sex, too!