Written By: Jenne
After David had left that evening she and her friend had had the most incredible session. She had often shared her pupils with her long-time friend who had introduced her to the joy that another woman could give her. She had herself been the pupil in that case and had learned much during their time together. Nowadays they saw each other less frequently but whenever they did get the chance to meet it was always for fun.
She sat on her desk and reflected on the way the two boys had responded to their lessons so far. She had to admit that things had gone exceptionally well, in fact far better than she had anticipated. She would normally have only picked one boy at a time but these two had been so close that she knew instinctively that one would have told the other. Then things could have been awkward for her. This way they both shared the experiences that she taught and neither felt excluded. The next lesson was going to be even more exciting than the last, for all of them.
Again the lads approached her and she requested they come over and revise at her house the next day. The smiles that the boys exchanged told her everything she needed to know. They were almost more eager than her to move onto the next lesson. She imagined them talking together and knew that by making them wait another day their expectations and excitement would increase ten fold.
The following evening, she once again opened the door and the two boys again stood before her. They both had smiles that stretched from one side of their faces to the other. It was amazing the confidence that they seemed to obtain from being together. On their own neither was overly confident but together they felt safer.
She had dressed this evening in a tight figure hugging black dress, her breasts were cradled inside a smart black bra and again she wore no panties but her stocking tops were clearly visible above the dresses hemline. The heels that she wore gave her the impression of height and she towered over her pupils in these. She marshaled the two lads into the front room and once again offered the pair a drink.
“A coke with PLENTY of ice, please Miss.” Paul replied. His smile broadened as he remembered his earlier experience with the ice cubes.
“Same for me please Miss.”
She quickly prepared the drinks and handed the two lads them. There was something definitely different about the pair now, just what she couldn’t put her finger on but it was there none the less.
She sat between the pair and they watched her eagerly, waiting for the moment when they could touch her once more.
Turning to Paul she stretched her neck and kissed him, enthusiastically exploring him eagerly with her tongue. This was when she first really noticed the change. She felt a hand on each of her breasts, fondling and caressing them. The pair had one a piece. Paul pushed her back onto the sofa and uttered the words
“Now Miss, it’s time to show you what we’ve learned.”
She looked at him in surprise. Then realized why the two had been so cocky all day in class they had planned to take this lesson into their own hands and show her all that she had taught them had been worthwhile. She imagined them scheming in some corner of the library instead of studying. She wasn’t overly happy but then again it made a change for her. Never before had she had pupils this willing. Their hands were all over her body and she gasped as they ran their hands over her thighs and bra clad breasts.
Then something inside her snapped. She was the teacher and she had planned this lesson down to the last de