Unknown - The camping trip

"No. Ahem." John cleared his throat, and tried to get back on subject. "Suzy, you know you've gotten good grades this year." This was more of a statement than a question.

Suzy nodded. She should have. She'd certainly worked hard enough!

"What you don't know, is that the faculty has been following your progress with some interest. We've never seen such dedication and hard work. Now, I've had a couple of students that were smarter than you, though not very many. But I've never had a student get grades this good for a whole year. Now normally, we like to see our students excel in their work, but this is far from normal. Do you see what I mean?"

Suzy was confused. Would he get to the point?

"I mean, it's unusual for a girl your age to study this hard and long, and neglect play and sports and other children and…?" His voice trailed off in a questioning tone.

"So?" She prompted.

"So. What I mean is…" He paused, then blurted. "Are your parents forcing you to do this? Will you get in trouble if you don't?" It was hard to get the question out, but he felt he must. After all, child-abuse took many forms.

All of a sudden, the secrecy, the questions the worried look on her teacher's face all fell into place in Suzy's mind. She couldn't help it, she started to giggle. It started out as a snicker, then a "tee hee" then a guffaw, then a roar! The girl gasped and choked and laughed till her sides ached.. "Do you mean to tell me that you think my parents might be…" The thought was too funny. She burst into laughter again.

"Abusing you. It does happen." He couldn't help but snicker a little himself, her laughter was so infectious.

At this moment there was an interruption. Cindy had been worried when her cousin and best-friend didn't come out of the office. She had waited patiently outside, and had almost rushed in when she had heard a loud cry earlier but hadn't dared enter. Now, hearing what sounded like loud cries of pain, she decided she'd better check.

"Suzy, Are you OK?" She called as she opened the door. At first, it looked like a rape scene. Her cousin was rolling on the floor holding her sides and screaming with what appeared to be pain. The little girl's dress was halfway up her naked little belly, and her panties were scattered on the floor. Their teacher was on the floor leaning over the little girl trying to calm her down, with one hand on each side of her naked waist. The screams intensified.

"Whoop! Whoop!" Suzy chortled. Now her best friend was getting into the act. It was too much. Her sides ached so much, she could hardly move.

"No, Cindy. Stop it." She barely managed to choke out as she saw her cousin about ready to bean their teacher with a bookend. "It's OK. Really!"

"Are you sure?" Cindy realized that maybe things weren't quite what they had seemed, but she held onto her impromptu weapon anyway. "What's the matter then?" She asked, as she started to realize that these weren't cries of pain, but of laughter, and the tears in her little cousin's eyes were from the strain of trying to stop. "What's so Goddamn funny?"

"He, He, Heee." Suzy choked. "He thinks Daddy might be abusing me!"

At this Cindy started to snicker. Pretty soon, she was holding onto her cousin as both of them rolled on the floor in laughter, the bookend lying forgotten in the corner.

Finally, John Stockdale could stand it no more. "Will somebody explain why this is so funny?" He asked. "Some people do force their children awfully hard, and child abuse is not funny!" Cindy was the only one who was in a condition to answer.

"Ever been to his house?" knew that Suzy would never be considered a "problem" student.

"Well I go there all the time, and that girl's father worships the ground she walks on. He tries to not let it show, but anybody can see it in his eyes. He'd kill anybody who even tried to hurt his daughter." She paused. "I think she loves him the same way." She added as an afterthought.

"Now." She said, changing the subject. "What happened to your underpants?"

"Feh. Fell.. Fell off the chair." Suzy chortled as she pointed to the chair where a wisp of cotton still clung to the leg. She didn't seem to realize that her bare belly and hairless little vagina were exposed for all to view.

"Well we'd better do something before somebody else comes in here and reaches the wrong conclusions. Here." She said lifting her dress right in front of the surprised teacher. "Hold my dress up, while I get out of these.

John was too surprised to argue. He watched in astonishment as the sensuous little girl stepped out of her shoes while he held up her dress and then calmly peeled out of her panty-hose and lacy panties. He almost had his nose in the child's belly button, and he could smell the aroma rising from the sparse hair that covered her dainty little crack.

"Put on these." Cindy directed as she tossed the almost seethrough panties at her cousin, then started to step back into her panty-hose. At this time, she realized what she was doing in front of her teacher. She followed his gaze down to her suddenly wet cunt, and then back up to his face. "I'm sorry." She said. "I'm so used to going around naked with my brothers, that I forgot you weren't one of them."

"Lucky little brothers." He replied as she calmly rolled the panty-hose up her thighs without bothering to cover herself.

"Lucky you too. Maybe." It was almost a promise.

"I'd better not chance it." He replied as another surge of fear went through him. He'd better get these two sexpots out of his office before some father came after him with a shotgun.

"Your loss." She seemed at ease as she shrugged her dress back down, now looking no different than when she came in. "If you ever decide different…" She left the idea hanging.

"If." He made no promises. "Now Suzy, if somebody wasn't forcing you to do this, why did you almost kill yourself to do this well in school? I have to tell the faculty something."

Suzy thought for a minute. It didn't hurt to tell somebody now. "I had a bet." She replied.

"A bet!?" both of the other occupants of the room were started to usher the two children out of his office.

"Thanks, Mr. Stockdale, I really appreciate your concern." Suzy said as she reached up and gave him another long openmouthed kiss, right in front of her cousin this time.

Cindy watched with awe. Maybe something had been going on between the two of them, she speculated. Not one to pass up an opportunity, she tapped on her cousin's shoulder and said "My turn."

John Stockdale couldn't believe it. He had just been kissing one of his little under-aged students in a manner that would have been "Banned In Boston" and now the sexiest little girl in the whole 5th-grade class wanted to do it with him. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep for a week with the horny dreams these two horny sub-teens were going to give him. Still, he knew he wasn't going to pass on the chance that half of the male faculty members would give their right-nut to get.

"OK Cindy." He started to give her a peck on the lips.

Cindy Macon would have none of it. She opened her mouth, and wormed her hot little tongue into his. She started licking his teeth, and sucking obscenely on his tongue. "Mmmmmmph" She said as they kissed madly. She started grinding her hips into his with a sensuality that couldn't be contained. "Oh Mr. Stockdale. Someday, could you?" She said, as she finally pulled her tongue out of his mouth. It was obvious what she was offering.

"Maybe." It was almost a promise. He reached down and patted each girl on her firm young ass as he gave each of them a final kiss. "Now scoot, both of you. Shoo!" He said as he shoved them out of the door.

He pulled the door shut behind the two girls and collapsed in his chair. "Whew!" He exclaimed as he tried to get over his close call. Two minutes more, and he was sure that he would have been fucking both of the pre-teens right on the floor, regardless of the consequences. Jail, or father's shotguns, or pregnancy be-dammed. He probably would have done it. "And almost worth it too." He said to himself, as a pang passed through him for lost opportunities. Then he remembered Cindy's last words. Maybe not completely lost. He straightened his tie, took a last look around his office, grabbed Suzy's discarded panties, stuffed them in his pocket, and left the office whistling after he locked up. Maybe life wasn't so bad as a 5th-grade school teacher!