No - stop enroute

After a couple of miles I instructed Mr James to deviate from the directions Miss PArsons had given us, of course he didn't know this. As he navigated a narrow road into the country, he had no idea that he was taking us to our own schools old stable block. It had been disused for a couple of years but still had a house attached that we inteded to use.

After he parked up outside he said "I don't see any hockey pitch - are yousure you've got the directions right Lizzie?"

"Oh I'm sure we're in the right place". "Sir - there is no hockey match - we invited you along for another purpose". I was sat in the front seat with him - everyone else in the back was listening intently now. "turn the engine off Sir". He did and said "You better explain yourself Liz.."

"I'll let the girls explain" I interrupted. "Right girls just like we planned".

All together we leant back in our seats, hoisted our legs up in the air, and took off our gym shorts and knickers, and threw them at him. We then took our bras off and did the same.

He was speechless. All 9 of us were now just wearing trainers, hockey socks, pe skirt and polo top. We were all incredibly good looking athletic young women.

"We are all incredibly horny", I said. "We want you to come into the stable house with us and we'll fuck you until you can't walk". "Come on girls, let's go...

We all jumped out of the bus and ran into the house, flashing our arses as we went.