Wesley Damon: Hot pants teachers

At first, Sharon could hardly believe her ears, and simply assumed that Donna was joking. After all, a female teacher could get into considerable trouble if caught having an affair with a teenaged pupil.

They arrived at Walton House and the conversation continued as they moved into the living room.

"You must be kidding, Donna," Ruth insisted. "You could get into a lot of trouble fooling around with a student."

The attractive gym teacher smiled at her, as if she considered her hopelessly naive. "If you're going to be a teacher, there's one thing you should learn in a hurry," she explained. "A boy never complains when a woman teacher rapes him! Believe me, they never complain."

Sharon and Ruth looked at one another.

"Do they really have big cocks?" Ruth asked with a laugh.

With an amused grin, Donna spread her hands to indicate the dimensions of an imaginary cock. "Very big," she said, smiling at them. "Just think about it, girls. You've got a consolidated school district with several hundred boys, a lot of them eighteen years old and with cocks that long!" Once again she spread her hands apart.

Donna was right, Sharon told herself. There was no reason to pass up an opportunity like that. Sharon had been raised by extremely strict parents in a small town in the South. Unlike the other girls in her own age group, she was permitted to date only on an infrequent basis and always under rather close supervision. Her parents had very strong views on the subject of sex, and her mother had done her best to make Sharon understand that sexual feelings should be suppressed. As a result, Sharon remained a virgin, and quite uninformed an sexual matters.

Following her graduation from high school, Sharon attended a small teachers' college in her home town. However, she continued living at home and remained very much under her parents' domination. In college, she dated even less frequently than in high school. The young men who tried to date her were put off by her parents' old-fashioned attitudes and by her shyness, which resulted mainly from her own lack of experience.

By the time she finished college, Sharon was an exceptionally attractive and fully mature young woman. Although of medium height, she was leggy and possessed a figure that men could not help but notice. Despite the opposition of her parents, she began dressing in a manner designed to attract attention. She always wore her skirts as short as the prevailing fashions would allow, and enjoyed wearing form-fitting sweaters that displayed her tits to best advantage. Although she always felt a little self-conscious when men booked at her, she enjoyed being the object of their attentions.

As far as the opposite sex was concerned, Sharon's parents had accomplished exactly the opposite of what they had intended. When she accepted the teaching position, Sharon was more than ready to make up for lost time as far as sex was concerned. In fact, as she had admitted to herself on more than one occasion, she had, become a teacher with the idea that it would put her in contact with developing young men.

As Donna had predicted, many of the boys in her classes were quite mature, Sharon was quick to discern that the senior boys in her eight a.m. English class often cast appreciative glances at her well-filled sweaters and shapely, nylon-clad legs. Although she was concerned that she might incur Mr. Parker's wrath, Sharon began making a point of wearing her tightest sweaters and shortest skirts to school. It was amusing to see how quickly she could catch the boys' attention by crossing her legs with a flash of nylon, and she deliberately teased them, although at times she felt quite bold and a little shameless. But she wanted to do a lot more than simply tease.

"Take the initiative," she heard Donna telling Ruth one day after school. "Believe me, there's no one a boy would like to fuck better than a schoolteacher! But you have to make the first move. A boy isn't going to risk getting his face slapped for nothing."

Sharon envied Donna's experience and wished that she could talk about such matters in that casual, offhand way. Donna was right; she would have to take the initiative if she wished to accomplish anything. Although she did not know whether she desired do so, she began thinking things out in a logical manner. First of all, she decided, she must select a partner.

It was not an easy matter to decide. Among the senior boys in her first class, there were a number of physically mature young men, including some athletes. She immediately rejected some of them because she felt that they might be inclined to talk about it, and that might cause her some embarrassment or even create a scandal. She rejected others for various reasons.

Finally, she concluded that Dale Benson was the most likely candidate. He was eighteen and physically quite mature, and she could see that he gave her admiring glances from time to time. Moreover, he was a quiet young man who did not associate wit the other students very much, and could therefore probably, be trusted to be discreet.

Moreover, she reminded herself, no one was likely to believe that unassuming young man even if he did decide to boast about making with the teacher. Having selected her prospective partner, Sharon vacillated for several days as she tried to get up her nerve, and thought about how to proceed. At times, she was tempted to ask Donna for advice, but was too embarrassed to admit her inexperience. Finally, she decided she would simply have to go ahead with it and see what happened.

Dressing for school the following morning, Sharon prepared to seduce her pupil. She rejected her favorite pantyhose in favor of sheer dark brown stockings held up by a trim white garter belt. She selected a pair of pink nylon panties that fit her curves quite snugly and permitted an interesting glimpse of her girlish charms. She started to put on a matching brassiere, but a daring thought suddenly occurred to her. Why not leave the bra off and carry it in her handbag instead? Dale was a conscientious student who was usually the first to arrive at class, and she could put the bra on after giving him an eyeful.

Instead of the sweaters that she normally preferred to wear, she selected a paper-thin white blouse. As she buttoned it down the back, she could see the outline of her ripe tits clearly on display beneath the filmy material. To go with the blouse, she selected a form-fitting red skirt that ended several inches above her knees. As a final touch, she put on a pair of very high heeled shoes designed to enhance her shapely legs and give added jounce to her unconfined tits.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror attached to the back of her bedroom door, Sharon found herself blushing slightly as she inspected herself. The blouse barely veiled her prominent tits, while the tight skirt emphasized her nicely rounded hips and ass. She looked and felt sexy. It was a good feeling, she told herself. She knew that she was going to be more than a little self-conscious, but nothing could be done about that.

She put on a light coat and made a point of making an early arrival at school. No one was in the class as she entered the room. Taking off her coat but keeping it handy in case the wrong person appeared on the scene, she sat down behind her desk and waited. Her heart was beginning to pound with expectation and she told herself she must be calm.

As she had expected, Dale was the first pupil on the scene. He seemed surprised to find her present and headed for his desk. Taking a deep breath and telling herself that she must not lose her nerve at this late date, Sharon got to her feet and stepped in front of the desk. Deliberately hoisting her skirt an inch or two, she leaned back against the desk with her right heel raised and placed against the desk.