I meet him this Friday

I wear my dad's old trench coat, not wanting to be exposed out in the public as the sissy crossdresser that I am. My heart pounds as I stand outside your average-built size house. A teacher's salary money at sufficient work. My knees are weak in the white knee-high stockings not knowing what was in store for me. I knock on your door waiting to be greeted by Mr. Steen. The loud sounds of ha roar go across town as the high school team faces over rivals. The extra fireworks exploding did not help my stomach obtain calmness.

"Ohh hey there, just in time very good, why don't you come on in," Mr. Steen says wearing a t-shirt supporting a local business. He let you step inside, already looking me over almost stripping me with his eyes. My teacher's older body is still in great shape for someone his age.

I step in with a rush of surprise by this entire situation, Mr. Steen's eyes making me feel ten times as apprehensive when I tramp into Mr. Steen's house. "My mom knows I'm here," I say trying to create an out. The little skirt flows nicely around my little round booty. My little cock and booty are covered in my sister's stolen white lacy g string as I sit on his couch.

"Ohh really? You're told your mom wearing this that you will head over to your teacher's place?" Mr. Steen asks with a curious grin standing in front of me as I sit on his cozy leather couch. "don't you worry I am not going to hurt you, well at least if you don't want me to also I am sure a Lil slut like you enjoys a good spanking." He said pointing to my outfit as if to say all slutty schoolgirl loves good hard spankings.

I look nervous but play into his pervy schoolgirl fantasy. "Mm a naughty little schoolgirl like myself don't think you can be very stern for your old age," I say trying to gather the confidence for what comes next between me and my hot old teacher. Baiting him with the old age comment.

Mr. Steen lifted my chin up to his dark shaggy bread. "ohh you think so? Well, I guess I have to prove you wrong then you naughty girl" he says and then bends me over the coffee table. He pulls my skirt up and lands a hard spank on my round little tushie.

My cheeks felt my teacher's hard spank expecting him to take it a little easy on me. My pale cheeks are spread by the tiny white thong material as my cheeks evolve into a pink shade. "Umm good." I gasp out. "Forgive me, sir."

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