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Chapter 11
by Kinkster-Sir-H
Do I... beat one off or do I go peek?
Peeping sounds way more fun
And maybe I could. – Why didn't I think of this before?! - I get up and announce I'm heading for the restrooms. The staff bathroom is on the floor above, same floor as the staff’s offices. I quickly pace upstairs and make my way to the bathroom, paying attention to the door of my office from afar. I see no one else there, and as horny as in my teenage days, I tiptoe over. As I come close, I can hear a bunch of soft moans coming from inside. Alice was certainly active in there. All of a sudden, I’m surprised by this loud bump coming from within. - She must be jumping, too... I fucking hope no nosy asshole comes by to see what's up.
I continue hearing her grunts and, making sure I was alone up there, I try to peek through the keyhole of my door. Alice hadn't left the key in there. I couldn’t see her, though, the angle just wasn’t ideal. Peeping, I could only see part of my desk and my duffel bag. – God damn it! Can’t believe I’m missing this! – I try my best to adjust my position, but the keyhole is just too small. Disappointed, I figure I should head back to my classroom before someone comes by. As I'm preparing to leave, I hear pacing inside, so I peek again. This time, I get a quick glimpse of Alice’s teenage ass in her panties as she flies by in some kind of jump. That glimpse was more than enough for me and I had to immediately adjust my dick to be able to stand up straight to head back to class.
What a body! - I think to myself, smiling from ear to ear.
Back in class, things were as boring as ever. I keep counting the minutes. When it finally does end, I rush back to my office before the flood of kids storms the hallways. I can still hear Alice’s moans by the door.
*Knock* *knock* *knock* *knock* - I knock four times once again to make sure she knows it’s me.
"Hold on, Mr. Archer." – A few more steps and I hear the door unlocking. As it opens, I see Alice covering herself with her jeans. – At least she didn’t put them back on. – I think, smiling at her. The room reeked of sweat and I could tell Alice was a bit breathless.
"How was the workout. sweetie?" - I ask, closing the door behind me.
"Good. I’m still not done, though."
"Is that so? Jeez, it is long... do you want me to leave you for a bit longer? I have to pick up some books at the…" - I ask, playing the nice guy, when she adds.
"No, it’s ok. You can stay."
"Really? You don’t mind me staying? What about your…" - I ask pointing at her jeans. – "Can you finish your workout in them?"
"Not really. But I’ve also been thinking and, you trust me, I’ve seen you... without jeans. I mean pants." - She stumbles, cutely. -"So, I mean… we’re a couple now… right?"
"Of course. If you want us to be."
"Then... then I guess I could leave the jeans for now, right?" - It was amusing to see her insecurity about her own "decisions", always ending what should be an affirmation with a question.
"Of course, darling. It's up to you. In here you can do absolutely anything you want." – I say approaching Alice and planting a sweet kiss on her forehead. Despite her words, however, she was still holding on to her jeans. I notice her **** and lean down to give her lips a passionate kiss. I wrap my arms around her and squeeze her gently. The time feels right, so I push my tongue against her mouth. Alice lets me in. Our tongues start playing and I take the opportunity to feel her up even more, now caressing her waist and back. By the time we break it off, Alice’s jeans were in my hands. She was so excited and mellow that she didn’t even realize I'd taken them.
"Wow, you’re even hotter than I thought…" - I say staring at her beautiful legs. My eyes quickly move to her blue cotton panties. I can tell they're soaked from the workout. Finally realizing what was happening, Alice instinctively tries to cover herself with her hands this time.
"What’s wrong, honey? I thought you said it was ok…"
"Yea… but… I didn’t expect… I’m all… sweaty and…"
"Tell me about it... I can see you’ve been a busy bee in here. It smells like a locker room!" - I laugh.
"But you said you wanted me to… you said it was ok…" - She utters, throwing me a worried look.
"No, don't get me wrong! I didn’t mean it like that. Of course it’s smelling sweaty here, you were working out and it’s 95 degrees in here. I’m not mad at. In fact, that’s exactly what I wanted..."
"It is?!" - Asked my naïve girl. - "Why would you want your office smelling like a locker room?"
"Haha, no, not that. I just wanted you to get all sweaty enough to mimic that day after practice. You know, when you ran into Jim…?"
"Why would you want that, Mr. Archer? I hated that day! I hated myself that day!"
"Exactly. You hated that day because Jim is a moron. He rejected you, didn't he? In the new version of the day, things will be completely different. Now let’s pretend I was your boyfriend back then. But first you’re going to have to uncover yourself. You didn’t cover yourself in front of Jim, did you?"
"No… but I also wasn’t in my underwear then…"
"Of course not, but that’s his fault, isn’t it?" – I grin – "He was such a loser he didn’t even get to see you in your underwear... I’m not like him though, so you don’t have to worry, baby."
Alice just stood there, unsure of herself.
"Well? You can relax with me... show your new boyfriend just how beautiful you truly are. And lose the t-shirt while you're at it. It’s way too warm for that in here." - I assert myself in a dominant but not overly aggressive way.
Obediently, Alice begins to remove her shirt, slowly. It's all wet and sticking to her body. I can only rejoice at the sight of that teenager undressing in front of me. She finally manages it, shyly lowering her hands until her arms are stretched down. I can now see her beautiful shapes better... her small tits under her white bra, the little camel toe that formed on her panties... words can’t describe it. I could’ve literally eaten her up right then and there, she was so appetizing! She tries to pull a smile at this point, probably in an attempt to look sexier. Like she even had to try!
"Boy, am I the luckiest man in the world or what?!" – I mumble still admiring her petite body from afar. - "Come here, beautiful, let me take a better look at you… Wow, Alice. Wow! I’m starting to get dizzy spells... you're way too hot... I'm way too hot... in these clothes. Do you mind if I get 'em off? I’m dying here!" – Without waiting for her reply, I begin unbuttoning my shirt and removing my shoes. I open my duffel bag and I notice something...
What do I see?
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The prep. school
Used to always having their way, 4 students discover life's made of tough choices
A fancy preparatory school hires a new math teacher, Mr. Archer. He soon discovers just how disgustingly posh and spoiled his students really are and soon they discover math isn't just gonna bend to their favor like everything else, and nor is their new teacher.
Updated on Mar 12, 2024
by Kinkster-Sir-H
Created on Mar 16, 2017
by Kinkster-Sir-H
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