Coffee and a conversation

You walk across the quad, passing several groups of chatting students. You're getting used to the glances cast your way as you pass, and you wonder if the novelty of male teachers is ever going to wear off.

Entering the dining hall you get a cup of coffee and take a seat at the faculty table. The room is almost empty, with no other teachers and only a handful of students scattered throughout the room. You sip your coffee, finding comfort in it's bitter warmth, letting it sweep some of the drowsiness you feel away.

You're musing over the events of the day, wondering how much of Margot's behaviour was genuine and how much a ruse, when you see Julia Carrollton enter the room. Her face beams as she sees you, and comes skipping towards you, her tits bouncing merrily under her blouse.

"I brought your keys back Mr. Carter," she bubbles. "Your car is back in the underground parking. Thanks so much for letting us practise on it. Did you like what you saw us do?"

"You and the other girls work very hard," you say, trying to look serious. "You put on quite a show."

"Thank you so much! It's so much fun, and it's for such a good cause! It's too bad you couldn't stay until we were done."

"I don't think my old heart could have stood up to the strain," you smile, making her blush prettily and wriggle slightly, setting her tits jiggling again.

"You're being silly," she giggles. "You're not old. Grace says you're like a young man."

You feel yourself grow cold at her words. You know that girls chatter and share secrets, but you had hoped that Grace's infatuation wouldn't have become public knowledge so quickly.

"Oh?" you say, forcing yourself to be calm. "What does she say?"

"We're both cheerleaders, and such good friends. She said you were really cool, and really reasonable. She said she played a stupid prank, and you caught her but didn't send her to Dean Hawkfeather."

"Yes, that's right. I didn't think it was bad enough to require his intervention. What else did she say."

"Just that you were really cool, and not like an old man, more like a fun older brother. It's one of the reasons we asked you to be our sponsor for the car wash. You will stay for the whole car wash on Saturday, won't you Mr. Carter? It's kind of one of the rules for doing it. That there's a faculty supervisor there all the time."

"Yes Julia, I'll stay for the whole show. Perhaps you should buy a slightly bigger bikini before Saturday," you add with a serious look on your face, making her giggle and blush.

"You saw me fall out of it, didn't you sir? At least once. Maybe it is a little small."

"How many times did you fall out Julia?"

"Ummm, four times...no...five," she giggles again. "It's hard when you get all soapy and slippery."

"I'm sure it helps increase the size of the donations you get," you say drily.

"Mr. Carter! That's so bad!" she giggles, blushing and bouncing again. "I did kinda...grow over the summer."

"Impressively," you say, with a quick glance at her assets, making her blush deepen and her grin widen. "Well, thanks for washing my car and returning my keys. I appreciate your efforts." You drain your coffee cup and get up, smiling a farewell at the heavy breasted blonde before striding out of the dining hall.