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Edit made 2/9/2019 in regards to a reviewer saying that Squidward doesn't wear pants or underwear and, therefore, shouldn't be able to feel his boxers strain. I changed it to make a bit more sense with what the character usually wears. Note: there may be more instances of phrases like this.

Squidward woke up feeling a bit groggy. Still, the morning was off to a good start as Spongebob was not yelling at the top of his lungs. After completing his morning routine, Squidward called Mr. Krabs letting him know he won't be coming into work.

Squidward was fired.

When I feel like it, I'll set Krabs straight and make him give me my job back, Squidward thought. Squidward hopped on his bike and put on his helmet because safety is important and he doesn't care that it makes him look like a complete poser.

(AUTHORS NOTE: PLEASE BE SAFE WHILE BIKING AND WEAR PROTECTIVE GEAR)

While biking towards the boating school, Squidward was trying to remember the times when he talked to Mrs. Puff. Frankly, they were kind of a blur as they were very brief. Squidward put it into his mind that it'd be good to properly re-introduce himself to Mrs. Puff and make a good, lasting impression. At that moment, his heart began to race a little. Why would he want to make a lasting impression on her? When he thought on it, all he could imagine were her splendid curves and the way her hair curls. I mean what a bodacious babe. Squidward shook his head to snap out of this trance he was in. How could he think such things about someone he barely knows? He did his best to keep his mind off her for the rest of the ride, but he couldn't ignore his raging boner.

Squidward parked his bike at the front of the school and walked through the entrance. When he entered, Squidward heard a large slam on a desk and looked into the classroom to see a startled Mrs. Puff. It seemed that she was taking a little siesta since the room was empty. Mrs. Puff acknowledged Squidward, embarrassed by the state he had found her in. . "W-why hello there uh…. Oh! Mr. Tentacles, it's quite the pleasure to see you again. How may I help you?" said Mrs. Puff blushing. Squidward noticed her chest moving rapidly, drawing his gaze to her bosom. Squidward could feel his own heart pounding, but subtly knocked himself out of it and began to greet her back. "Why hello, Mrs. Puff. My driver license expired so I need to get a new one. I wanted to swing by and hopefully get started on that," Squidward said, trying to sound as normal as possible. "Oh, well of course I can help you with that, Mr. Tentacles. As you can see, I don't have any students at the moment. This happens every year because everybody usually gets their license a month or so before Christmas. Luckily for you I can devote every single second to you. So, please, take a seat." Mrs. Puff said as she guided him towards a desk. Right when Squidward took a seat, he could see something fall from under her red skirt. Both of them stared at the wet, pink vibrator in silence as it pulsed across the floor.

So this is why she was so startled to see me. Without saying a word, Squidward grabbed the slimy vibrator and placed it in Mrs. Puff's hands. She wiped it off and hid it in her desk. "I-I promise I'm not usually like this… It's just been a hard few weeks since my sidepiece and I broke up," Mrs. Puff said, her turquoise fins glistening. "You need not explain anything to me, my dear," said Squidward, "I won't tell a soul. Do you mind if we get started?" Nervously wiping away her sweat, Mrs. Puff began the lesson.

Squidward could see that Mrs. Puff was struggling during the lesson. But why wouldn't she be? He thought it best that he interrupt just so they could both feel more at ease. "You know, Mrs. Puff, doing something like that isn't really taboo. Everyone does it. You don't need to worry about me telling anybody, we can keep this secret between the two of us," Squidward said. "I-I know, Mr. Tentacles, it's just that-" Squidward cut her off. "Please, Mrs. Puff, call me Squidward," he said, reassuringly. "W-Well, Squidward… I just feel so embarrassed since you work with one of my long term students. Also… I've never had anybody walk in on me while I… masturbate." Mrs. Puff was struggling to get the words out of her mouth and looking like she was about to burst. Squidward knew there was only one thing he could do.

At that moment, Squidward got up and whipped out his limp dick. Mrs. Puff gasped but it almost felt like it was out of excitement rather than shock. "Squidward? What are you doing?" She asked. "Well, since I saw you masturbating, you get to see me," he explained. Seeing her excitement after the words left his mouth got him harder than the rock he and Spongebob rode to deliver a pizza.

Squidward took a seat to tangle his tentacle. Admittedly, he was quite embarrassed. But seeing Mrs. Puff's curves and excited breathing helped him get over it. As his cock started to stiffen, Mrs. Puff reached back into her desk, pulled out her vibrator, and stuck it into herself. Squidward never felt so turned on as he was in that moment. Seeing the luxurious Mrs. Puff pleasure herself was enough to make him burst. Six minutes after she began to masturbate alongside him, they both came close to climaxing. Then, as quickly as this moment had started, it came to an end. Squidward had never met a woman who squirted before, but now he was covered in her juices. Mrs. Puff was drenched with Squidward's warm, thick cummies.

After a moment of trying to catch their breath, they began to wipe each other down with towels that Mrs. Puff had in the back of the class. Squidward has had sex before, he's even made love. But nothing compared to this tender moment between he and the curvaceous angel. To him, it was the closest to heaven he'd ever been. However, Squidward knew what this was: a one time thing; a mistake. He's been through this before. He began to quickly gather his things to leave but Mrs. Puff stopped him. "You're just going to leave me like that?" she asked. Squidward was baffled. Usually something this hot and spicy never happens twice. "W-Well I thought you were going to ignore me after this…" Squidward said shyly. "After an exchange like that, why would I let you leave so soon?" When she said that, she pulled a card out of her desk and handed it to Squidward. "That has all my contact information. If you're willing, call me. I'd love to spend some time together. Also, you still have to work to get your driver license." Squidward said he'd call and left.

His bike ride back home felt long yet serene. The sun felt nice on Squidward's skin along with the breeze. Even though Squidward didn't really have sex with Mrs. Puff, or even kiss her, this was the best he felt in a long time. When he got home, he made sure to leave her card on his nightstand as not to misplace it. I hope I can at least get the succ.