Wesley Damon: Hot pants teachers

Howard looked slightly surprised. "Yes," he admitted. "There's a lake behind my dad's farm. Not a real lake, you understand. It was made a few years ago after some strip mining operation petered out and the state made the coal company do something about the landscape."

"Oh, how interesting," Ruth told him, flashing a smile at him. Since Howard was one of the more mature young men in the school, the wheels in her head were clicking rapidly. "You'll have to take me swimming there sometime," she added in a confidential tone of voice, placing a hand lightly on his arm and giving him an inviting smile.

As might be expected, the young man looked visibly startled. "Do you mean that?" he asked in a voice that, while not incredulous, showed considerable surprise.

"Of course," she told him, keeping her eyes fixed on his face. "I love swimming and things like that."

She could see that Howard as thinking quickly. He seemed dubious but not reluctant, as if he half suspected that someone was playing a trick on him.

"Well, okay," he finally replied. "What about today? I mean, the weather will be getting too cold soon."

"Today would be perfect!" Ruth told him, flashing him a promising smile. "Where can we meet?" he asked. "I have a car but it's not at school today."

"Well, why don't you get it after school and pick me up here?" Ruth suggested.

"Okay," he replied. "See you later." Ruth watched as he started to walk away. Suddenly, he stopped and looked back over his shoulder. "Don't forget to bring your bathing suit," he reminded her.

Ruth almost burst out laughing. "Right!" she told him with a wide smile.

Howard's car appeared to be less than a year old and its suggested that his father had money. Ruth was in a pleasant and expectant mood as she slid into the front seat beside Howard. Her short skirt hiked up to reveal an attractive expanse of nylon-clad thigh, but she made no attempt to adjust it. Although she pretended not to notice, she could see that Howard was giving her the once over.

"It's about five miles from here," he told her as they pulled away from the schoolyard.

"I see. Well, the weather's perfect," she replied, smiling at him.

Howard nodded. "Another week and it'd probably be too cold," he remarked.

Ruth could see that he was obviously a little worried that the two of them would be seen together. He was driving rather fast and seemed over alert to discern the occupants of each passing vehicle.

"What's the matter, Howard?" Ruth asked in a teasing voice. "Afraid someone's going to see us?"

The teenager grinned rather sheepishly. "Well, you know how it is," he said. "People might get the wrong idea if they saw us together."

"Surely you've taken girls swimming before?" Ruth teased.

Howard got a little red in the face. "Well, once," he said rather defensively.

"I see," Ruth replied, smiling at him in a knowing manner. "Who was it?" she asked, although the tone of her voice made it clear that she really wasn't pressing him for an answer.

Howard gulped and looked a little embarrassed.

"Go ahead!" she teased.

"Mary Lou Hudson," he blurted out.

"Oh, indeed?" Ruth replied. Mary Lou was an attractive cheerleader with a reputation of being the easiest lay in the school. It was obvious that Howard was not a virgin. She did not pursue the conversation further and watched as he pulled off the main highway and into a din lane. The lane was lined with trees and extended for some length off the road.

"It's a little bumpy but we'll make it," Howard told her.

"The lake's quite a distance from the road," Ruth remarked.

"Yes, you can't even see it from the road," he replied.

Ruth could see quite a few trees ahead of them. "You've got a lot of trees around here," she told him.

Howard nodded. "Yes, the state made the coal company plant them after they finished mining. It's sort of a park, you could call it."

"Oh? Do a lot of people use it?" Ruth asked.

"Oh, no," Howard reassured her. "No one ever comes back here. Except me."

"And Mary Lou!" Ruth could not resist adding. Howard nodded. "And Mary Lou," he conceded.

They moved up a slight incline and the artificial lake came into view. It was narrow and quite long, and much larger than Ruth had anticipated. For the most part the lake was surrounded by pleasant trees, creating a resort like atmosphere. The water in the lake was a deep shade of blue.

"Oh, this is nice!" Ruth exclaimed. "Is the lake very deep?"

"In places," Howard told her. "And it's well stocked with fish, too."

Howard parked the car a few feet from the water's edge and the two of them got out. There was no beach and the grass extended almost to the waterline. They walked down to the water and stood looking into it for a few moments.

"Got your bathing suit?" he asked.

Ruth smiled confidently at him. "Sure," she told him. "I wore it under my dress."

"Oh," he replied. She could see that he didn't quite believe her.

"You sure no one ever comes back here?" Ruth asked just to make sure.

"Positive," he told her.

"Well, why don't we go for a swim then?" she said, smiling at him in a promising fashion.

"Okay," he agreed, hesitating in a manner that indicated that he didn't really believe she would go through with it.

Kicking off her shoes, Ruth stepped back a few feet away from him and began undoing her orange knit dress. She was standing facing him and she could see that he suddenly froze in his tracks as she began removing the dress. Feeling pleasantly flushed and self-conscious, she quickly removed the dress and stood in front of him attired in a brief and prettily embroidered white slip that did nothing to conceal her buxom figure.

"What's the matter, Howard?" she asked in a teasing voice. "Aren't you going to get undressed, too?"

"Yes, sure," he replied. She noticed him fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, although he was much too absorbed in watching her to accomplish much.

Feeling a little bold but enjoying herself thoroughly, Ruth slowly and provocatively pulled off the slip and stood in front of him wearing only her white brassiere, matching bikini-style white panties and cinnamon-shaded sheer pantyhose. The well-filled bra shaped her big tits to two steep points, while the snug-fitting pantyhose outlined her girlishly wide and nicely rounded hips to perfection while at the same time enhancing her full, shapely legs. She could not refrain from smiling as she noticed the lump that had formed in Howard's slacks.

"Aren't you going swimming, too?" she asked, thoroughly enjoying the effect she was having on him.

He nodded but seemed unable to reply. Standing a few feet away from him, Ruth deliberately waited until he had removed his shirt and undershirt before proceeding. She could feel him staring intently as she reached behind her back to unsnap her bra. Slowly pulling the straps from her white shoulders, she hesitated for a moment before pulling the cups away from her voluptuous tits. Howard's eyes widened noticeably as he suddenly found himself gazing at lusciously plump, rose tipped breasts. Making no effort to cover herself, Ruth playfully tossed the bra aside and smiled at him in a provocative manner.

"Hurry up, Howard," she told him with a grin. "Or I'll beat you into the water."

As the excited teenager hastily kicked off his shoes and started unfastening his slacks, Ruth hooked her fingers into the waistbands of her panties and pantyhose. She began removing both garments simultaneously, deliberately taking her time to torment him all the more. She could feel his eyes eagerly feasting on the patch of rich brunette hair as she worked the garments off her hips and down her bare white legs. Stepping out of them, she stood completely nude in front of him with a teasing smile on her face.