Her name was Susan, she was every 17 year old's idea of the perfect Social Studies Teacher. She was 46 years of age, petite at 5' 5, with eyes and a smile that cut right through a young man's hormonal heart.
He was 17 and a High School Senior. Athletic and energetic, with a desire to tame this Cougar, yet, unsure how he could ever go about it.
He fantasized during the hours sitting in her class, what it would be like to experience this Woman. She'd wear nice skirts, with a white blouse occasionally, but it usually was the dark hose and heels that got this young man's attention the best!
One day, while he was playing Hockey, he glanced up into the stands and happened to notice Susan sitting in the stands watching the game. He could almost swear that her eyes were fixated more on him, rather then the game. This was probably more his dream, rather then reality...but the idea of it was exciting none the less.
Two weeks went by, and two more games passed into the record books, and low and behold...there was Susan, sitting in those stands smiling at him every time he skated towards the team bench. As the game progressed into the third period, he found himself paying less attention to what was happening on the ice, but rather, what was happening in the stands.
With three minutes or so remaining in the game, and his shift ending on the ice...he skated towards the team bench. To his unbelievable surprise, there was Susan, sitting in the stands not with her legs crossed, but rather, apart for his lustful eyes to feast on.
He smiled nervously, trying to play off what he'd just seen...but I'm sure she knew. She put out the for sale sign, and he made the purchase, with his eyes and facial reaction.
About a month later he was walking down the hall towards the Auditorium. It was near the end of the semester and the drama class always put on a play for the school. He stopped for a minute to converse with his Hockey coach, before heading into the Auditorium. As he walked in late, he didn't bother to walk on down, but rather, decided to take an isle seat towards the back.
His math teacher walked up to chat for a few minutes about the last game, before the lights went off and the play began to start. After the lights went down, a the play started, he noticed someone walking up the main isle in his direction, it was none other then Susan.
She smiled at him and without any hesitation sat down in the seat next to him. His heart began to race and pound in his chest. His mouth dried up as he nervously scrambled to think of what to say, but, no words were really needed.
He decided at this point...I've got two options. I can make a move here and guess wrong and end up in the Principles office, or, I can guess right and see where this goes.
He struggled with this dilemma for nearly 20 minutes, before he decided he was going to make a move.
All this time he was sitting with his arm on the wooded arm rest. He nervously moved it off and lowered it onto her stocking covered leg. She let out a little gasp, but didn't protest this brazen move by him. She just smiled at him and said it felt real good, as his had stroked her inner thigh up under her skirt. His heart was pounding uncontrollably at this point, but higher and higher up the skirt his wandering hand went...
Part II Later...
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