Alberta Graham - The twins and teacher

"Why… uh why yes, of course. Now you boys sit down… one on either side of me. I've brought some books for us to look at. I'm sure you'll find them fascinating as I do. My, this is delicious."

The twins' eyes met triumphantly as Alice took several large bites from the specially glazed apple.

"It's a special recipe, Miss Appleton," Tim said, "Oh… what's that picture there?"

The tutoring session was going so well, that Alice felt her head swimming. The exquisitely reproduced photographs began to blur before her eyes, and sometimes she was seeing the images in triplicate. In addition the twins were crowding in close to her on either side to see the book that was spread before her, and on more than one occasion one of their small hands brushed hers as she turned the pages or as they were admiring a picture. On her right side, Miss Appleton became increasingly aware of Tim as he moved closer and closer to her, his arm pressing against hers, his soft, hairless cheek almost touching hers; while on her left side Bennie began to rub his arm slowly along the length of hers.

Abruptly, Alice stood up, letting the expensive book fall to the floor of the study hall. "Oh… I… I think I must go back to my apartment boys… I'm not feeling terribly well. Something… something seems to be wrong!"

The twins leapt to their feet and insisted upon accompanying their teacher back to her room. Students weren't normally allowed in the section reserved for faculty, but Alice's obvious pallor and the fact that her students were assisting her in a moment of malaise sufficed to satisfy the one guard they encountered, who was in reality a kind of glorified switchboard operator.

Alice was grateful for the boys' help, for she was not at all certain of herself. For one thing she kept getting hot and cold flashes and then there was the blurred vision. A strange and ominous tingling had gotten hold of her arms and legs, and on her high heels her numbed feet would have made many false steps had it not been for her solicitous students. When finally they arrived at a dark corridor and Miss Appleton indicated that the door to her apartment was at the end of it, she attempted to persuade them to leave, but they were not easily put off. Tim and Bennie insisted upon seeing her safely in.

"I… I'll be fine boys I just have to lie down… right now!" Alice stumbled forward into the small living room with its walls lined with books, and fell upon the studio couch that pulled out into a bed. Her dark hair had become unraveled and the deep blue of her dress contrasted pleasantly with the plaid bedspread as the boys stood eagerly by.

"Are you sure there's nothing we can do for you, Miss Appleton? A glass of water… an aspirin?"

Alice lay sprawled upon the studio couch, painfully aware that the boys were watching her in this disheveled state, and embarrassed that she did not seem to be able to get up. Her heart pounded and palpitated, and the tingling that had begun in her hands and feet was spreading rapidly to the rest of her body. At first the tips of her breasts, and then the dark silky triangle hidden high between her thighs were the recipients of the insane tingling. It was all she could do at first to stop from touching herself to ease the irrepressible sensations that were overcoming her. And then the pretty dark-haired teacher knew that she could no longer hold out. She would go stark raving crazy in a moment if she didn't do something! In a sudden burst of energy that frightened her two prize pupils, Alice jumped up, running toward them, her eyes with a dazed expression of incomprehension.

"OUT, OUT!" she cried, "You've got to get out!" Furiously she pushed at them, and the boys, try as they might to resist, found themselves forcibly evicted from their teacher's apartment.

"But… but…" they stammered, but it was no use. The effects of the formula within her system were only beginning and although strong, Alice's sense of the propriety was at the moment still strong enough to protect her from the curious stares of the scheming thirteen year olds. Standing outside in the dark hallway, Tim and Bennie felt completely defeated. How on earth were they going to find out the results of their experiment if they couldn't be around to see that was going on?

Bennie's hand ran along the length of his hard-swollen penis, and he saw Tim do the same as his eyes grew accustomed to the darkness.

"Maybe we can see in, the keyhole!" Tim suggested hopefully, and he bent down to look. The keyhole did afford a glimpse into the brightly lighted apartment, and Tim could even see a portion of the studio couch inside.

"But I don't see Miss Appleton anywhere!" he said aloud to Bennie.

"Probably doing it to herself in the bathroom!" Bennie offered by way of explanation. He wanted to do it to himself right now too, the way he felt. It was a terrible disappointment, getting all excited like that and then being locked out! Neither he nor Bennie had known that splendid sensation of a woman's softly clinging cunt since the last time they'd made love with their father's wife right in her own bedroom. That had sure been something!

Tim continued to stare through the keyhole, hoping for a glimpse of Miss Appleton at some point anyway. Bennie spoke softly to his brother while he kept watch.

"Remember old Carolyn, Tim? Remember how it was fucking her?"

"Yeah, sure," Tim replied. "But I'll bet Miss Appleton's even better!"

"Yeah, Alice has class… old Carolyn was a nowhere chick!"

"Too bad we had to get rid of her, but it was really for Dad's sake as well as ours!" Tim mused.

There was still no sight of Alice through the keyhole, but both boys had begun to massage their lustfully aching young penises in an attempt to soothe their emotions. Just thinking of how they had tricked their former stepmother, by putting some of their more primitive formula into her toothpaste was making them even more excited than before.

"Yeah, Dad didn't like her trying to get us to fuck her, did he?" Bennie said softly. Up and down his hand rubbed harder and harder as he leaned against the door to steady himself as the rising tide of desire took hold.

"If only he knew that we'd already fucked her… but good!"

"Hah!"

"HEY!" Tim suddenly cried. "I see her… cripes… she's stark naked… what a pair of tits… what a…!"

"Lemme see… lemme see too…" Bennie crowded against his brother, but was prevented from seeing anything by a deep voice that suddenly spoke behind them.

"Who's there?" Heavy footsteps approached, and the boys were soon standing and trying to look as innocent as possible under the circumstances when Mr. Boyse appeared out of the dimness.

"Uh… good afternoon Mr. Boyse," the boys gulped.

"Why, what are you boys doing here?" Ed Boyse asked. "Don't you know you aren't allowed in this section?"

"Why, yes," Tim began. "We… uh."

"Miss Appleton wasn't feeling very well, so we helped her to get back here," Bennie added.

"Not feeling well?" Ed Boyse thought about how fine Alice had looked when he'd seen her earlier in the day. He'd thought he'd stop by to borrow a book, just so that he could get to see her again, in fact, and perhaps talk to her a little, break down some of that frigid reserve of hers.

"Well, you boys run along. I'll just check and see if there's anything I can do for her!" The chemistry teacher was thinking that he knew precisely what he'd like to do for Alice Appleton, and that was probably precisely what she needed too!

"I said run along now, boys!" For some reason, Ed wanted the boys to leave before he knocked on Alice's door. Probably because he didn't feel like being a teacher just then, after all, he was in the faculty wing and he had completed all his classes for that day. He was a "civilian" now, so to speak.