Private Lessons: An Erotic Fantasy


Most people think teachers are lucky, leaving work at three every afternoon and getting two months off during the summer. But I find myself staying later and later every night, struggling to keep up with the paperwork the district demands, the only people to keep me company the janitors who come to take out the trash. But there are definite perks in that. The janitor, Dwayne, is incredibly hot. I can’t stop watching him move around the room, can’t stop thinking about him when he’s not there. And when he asks me for help with his college lit class, I can’t say no.

This is an explicit erotic short story of approximately 5,100 words. It contains graphic language and sexual themes. It is meant only for adults who are interested in this type of material for viewing in jurisdictions where its sale and enjoyment does not violate any local laws.


It was already five o’clock. I’d be lucky if I got home before bedtime.

Just as I sat up again to dig in to the work, there was a tap on my door.

“Ms. Collins? Do you mind if I come in and clean up a little?”

I looked up, expecting old Mr. Jackson. Instead, a young, handsome man with dark hair that fell over his forehead in big, thick ringlets and intense green eyes was leaning against the doorjamb, watching me. He was wearing the gray overalls of the janitorial staff, but he had slipped out of the top and tied the arms around his waist, showing off an impressive set of muscles in his thick, ropy arms and a peek at a rock hard chest under his white undershirt.

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