10+: Marie Wheeler

Only three students walk in. Two juniors and a senior named Marie Wheeler. Your eye is immediately drawn to Marie’s chest. Her massive tits strain the buttons of her uniform shirt almost to breaking. She tries to hide her figure with her arms as she sits, but there’s no missing how well endowed she is. Another of her classmates may have swallowed your cum very recently, but you can already feel yourself rising to the occasion once again.

“... And that’s the rough overview of the class.” you look at the clock and see it’s only been 15 minutes out of a 60 minute period. “And you know what, since it’s the first week, I’ll let everyone go a little early. For homework, identify a monologue to workshop in class. We’ll begin with those on Wednesday. Miss Wheeler, would you stay behind briefly?”

The two juniors eagerly take off. As soon as the door closes, you smile and walk over to take a desk next to her.

“What is it Mr. Turner?”

“I wanted to talk about body language, Miss Wheeler. You seem very closed off physically. I didn’t notice that problem in the other girls, so I wanted to talk to you personally about it.”

“Oh… I’m sorry, Mr. Turner. It’s just that these,” she gestures to her chest, “can just be a lot sometimes.”

“You don’t have to be ashamed of your body, Miss Wheeler. In fact I’d like to work on something to help you feel a little more comfortable. Would you stand up?”

Marie stands, still holding her arms in front of her. You gently take her wrists and place her arms by her sides. You can see her brow furrow slightly.

“Now Miss Wheeler, you seem… worried? Why is that?”

“It’s just that I’ve always had to worry about busting open shirts like these unless I’m holding my chest.”

“Well, let’s remove some of that stress, shall we? Why don’t you unbutton your shirt.”