slither wrote:
Friday Before Lunch. by slither
This is a story about the day, that and a few others almost got expelled from school.
Most of the lads in my class, including myself, had the hots for our Drama teacher. She was young pert, beautiful, and always took the boys only lessons, whilst almost wearing, the most daring of mini skirts, and a very skimpy top, that helped her lovely firm tits to just push out against the stretched cloth of the fabric. She was driving us crazy, and she knew what she was doing, because when it was just her, and the girls, she dressed much more concervitively, and normal.
Myself, well. she gave me my foot fetish.. She was also a maths teacher, and whilst she was sat at her desk marking her books, whilst we were supposed to be working, i would look under her desk, at her feet, with her shoes tantalisingly dangling on the edge of those lovely suckable toes, and i would almost cum in my pants, when she walked around in bare feet.
I was about 13, going on 7, and was getting the male swelling trouble down below.
Anyway, as i would love to talk about her feet all story long, i really must get back to the point of this story.
Some of the boys had often smuggled in a few mucky lads mags, and we use to compare the pictures within to the other girls, especially the adult women, and more especially our Drama / Maths teacher, and we supposed that she must have had everything that the girls in the pictures had, but as yet we had no proof. It got so bad, that we wanted to see for ourselves, So without giving any such concideration to the implications that might befall us, we devised a plan to really take a more closer look. What harm could it do?...it was only looking.
I have to cut a longer story short here, so we formed a boys only need to know plan, for the following Friday, the lesson before lunch, where it was just us boys, about 15 in all, and just her. How hard could it be.
We all knew exactly what we were going to do.
Anyway Friday came, and into the Drama theatre workshop us boys went, all of us looking forward to seeing something special this particular day.
She always did the same thing, at the start, which was to loosen us up, and have us standing in a big circle, flapping our arms about..this was where it would begin...Unbeknown to her, one of the lads had sneaked away to the panel of light switches, and as she was totally oblivious suddenly out went the main lights, and on came the stage lights, that were dotted about the place, and with that..."Get her", a voice from the semi dark cried..within seconds, all 15 of us boys were all over her..."What the f..", she tried to shout, as we wrestled with her, pulling at her clothing, i grabbed one of her legs, and removed her plimpsoles, and began stroking her feet, she was swearing like crazy, as our many hand in combination, dragged her kicking and screaming onto the cold black tiled surface..."Strip her", came the command.
As planned, we broke up into Two groups, ie one group pinned her firmly to the ground, whilst the remainder set about our main aim. Our fingers were all over her attire, and was greedilly, undoing her wrap around mini skirt, whilst other hands, dragged her stretched top over her head, after i had removed her other plimpsole, i reached up, with another hand and tugged hard, gthus dragging her knickers down and off her body, it was so easy. 15 to one, she didn't stand a chance.
Then suddenly, the main lights came back on, and there she was sat in amongst her lost clothing, totally naked.
Her tits were firm, and to die for, and almost as good as any picture from our mucky mags, as was the rest of her.
She was the first real naked woman, i had ever seen. She just sat there, looking utterly pissed off with us, as we just stare and oggled her, for what seemed like ages. She wasn't crying. she looked at us, looking down at her beautiful body.
It wasn't to touch, it was just to take a look..that is all. At that age, i wouldn't have known what to do with it, if it were handed to me on a plate.
We were gob smacked at her beauty. She shook her head as she proceeded to stand up, still naked, and didn't even go anywhere near her clothes, which you would have thought was odd, because that would be the first thing that i would do, if i was suddenly stripped naked like that, but not her. She started doing her Yoga exercises in silence, as if we wasn't there.She did this for about Ten minutes. This was very odd..Then she looked and grinned back at us...."God...arn't you lot in the shit". Christ, yeah we were...all of a sudden, we were scared "You know boys, i can just imagine the Police, your parents being brought in...the scandal...and not to mention your expulsions. Suddenly the depth of it all began to hit home and sink us "Aww miss, we only wanted a look"..."I can understand that boys....so what we going to do boys".
she had us snookered, all ends up...To try and make it right, we helped her get her clothes back, as if that was going to cut any ice. We had to try something, or it was going to be embarrassing for us, especially with the Cops on their way.
As she slowly put her clothes back on, she looked at us, then walked over to the light panel.. "Right...i don't want to see you get into trouble...and i know you were just boys being boys..i don't like it, but i get it...but for me to over look this...outrage...Miss wants something in return. She palmed the switches, then said.."Right, i will turn off all the lights, and when i turn them back on, all of you better be naked in a line in front of me...ready!!!".."Aww miss"..we all complained.."No no no, you wanted to play big boys game...so come on...miss wants to play too....come on get naked...or The police, and all the rest..its up to you......now, get naked, or else"...the joke was on us, as within 90 seconds, by the time she bathed us all back in light, we were all reluctantly naked...she had won.. She couldn't help but laugh at our Pre-Dick-ment. We had never felt so foolish in our lives.
"Right...this will be our little secret...between us in here right now...but if i get to hear stories, about Miss having a nice pair of tits etc, i will revisit this, and have every one of you expelled...is that clear?"..we nodded sheepishly, "Now, go on get dressed, and get out of here, before i change my mind".. Very quickly we were dressed, and going out of the work shop, as if nothing had ever happened
The End