It was safe to say that he didn't, nor had he ever really been a proper authority figure, as far as teachers were concerned. He was a bit too casual for most, and really didn't care much for discipline, or punishment. Which probably would explain why his kids were so spoiled, and bratty. So, it wasn't likely that he'd be gaining any respect in that sense anytime soon. Not that he really cared. Wes would rather be liked, than feared. Respect based on fear was bullshit. Regardless, he wasn't jumping on board any public debauchery this night. All the fun, and sinning could wait till later. The evenings build up would make it that much enjoyable, once they called it a night, and headed back to the castle.
That, he should have known. Any women oh so kind enough to allow their boyfriend to ogle other women, would prefer you didn't touch. Ever, not at all. "Gotcha... I knew that." He said with a slight. You might be okay with your chick, or dude looking at someone else, but it always caused a bit of the green monster to rise up in you. At least it did for Wes. He wasn't the type to say anything about it though. More often than not, he'd just look the other way, and try to pretend that what he had just seen wasn't anything. Even when it was. Piper was a stunning woman, and yeah, she was hit on quite a lot when they were together. Especially in her job, people took a liking to her. At times it had bothered him, but he knew he was lucky enough just to have her there, putting up with all of his bullshit, that he would never say anything. It hadn't been an issue with him, and Cat, but he hadn't gotten any prettier, so he doubted it would be different.
"No, I think I'm too much of an asshole not to ignore a stripper who couldn't dance." Or mock them, as he just had the little blond. Really though, if you're going to do a job, you should be some what good at it, right? "Good. I don't want you to do something, just because you think it'll make me happy." It was sweet when people did that, yeah, but he preferred people to have a bit of back bone. If you don't like something, fucking say it, don't just go along. "Oh, you'll get the benefits alright. Wrapped in a colorful package, and everything." Yeah.... they really did need to start practicing safe sex. Given how fertile he was, they'd been lucky so far. His arm wrapped around her then. His hand flattening out against her stomach, before trailing up to lightly strum the exposed skin of the valley between her breast. "Hey, Ginger! Yeah, you." He called, waving the dancer over. "How about you give the lady, and me a lap dance?" Oh that's right, he wasn't letting her go for this one.