Teacher Ch. 4 :: Mature

Teacher Ch. 4

Date: 19.12.2009

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I felt the heat rushing through me and hoped it wasn"t showing in my face. "Yes...uh ..yes" I murmured, taking the glass away from her, "It looks divine ...I gave a slight grin ..and I bet it tastes divine too!"

Well I could have been talking about the drink, but we both knew I wasn"t, and she let out a tinkling laugh and slid past me to seat herself on the couch, beckoning me to sit alongside her, which I did. She then drew a small table in front of us and put her glass on it, then twisted away from me to reach for her own roll and mark books in a bag sitting beside the couch. As she did so, of course, her robe rode up just a little, sufficient for me to get a tantalizing glimpse of the swell of her ass cheeks, and I found myself wondering if she had pants on under that robe. I also found myself beginning to sport a very uncomfortable bulge in my pants!

Then she was back in her sitting position and opening up her books and asking me to open up mine, and she was all business. For the next half hour we went painstakingly through every child, and I quickly realized that my usual method of recording was going to be totally inadequate for this unusual system. The first thing she did was to ask me to describe some of the student"s in my class, she even asked me to describe Jennifer and Denise, and smiled sweetly when I failed to describe either of them accurately. Then she told me that with no written notes to rely on I had to be able to call a student to my mind as soon as the name was mentioned, even if this was in the middle of a dance! So it was important to note down and commit to memory something about each student that would identify them in my mind. That might be the colour of their hair, if it was particularly unusual, their height, if that was unusual, or...and she grinned at me...perhaps even their breast size , if that was unusual – then she leaned over me and pencilled in alongside Jennifer"s name "hot breasts", and laughed, "I was at the party, remember? I saw her after she"d been in the pool, with her clothes so firmly plastered to her body that no one could have failed to notice" she said, "But if you disagree?"

I gulped and went a little red, wondering if she knew what had happened at Harry"s the night after, with Jennifer and her mom, "No, I couldn"t disagree at all" I finally managed to stammer.

She laughed, "Well, give it a try with Denise" she said, "Write something alongside her name that would identify her in your mind above all the others"

I hesitated for a long time, then leaned down and pencilled in "Drowned mouse".

She lifted her eyebrows, "You"ll have to explain the significance of that one" she said.

I grinned at her and recounted the story of the storm that had left both Denise and I and the new computer soaking wet when I took it home, and she looked like a drowned rat, with her hair all bedraggled.

"But you said "drowned mouse" she said, with a query in her voice.

I laughed, "That"s because the last thing in the car was the computer mouse and Denise went out to get it and almost drowned in the deluge that hit her on her way back in" I said.

She looked at me and smiled softly, "Mmmm, I hope you didn"t make her go home soaking like that" she said.

I flushed deeply, "Uh ... no ... I dried her clothes off in the dryer" I said, "Then we rang her parents and explained what had happened and that she"d be home later"

Bernice nodded and smile, "Mmm, I"m glad you were so thoughtful" she said, and her smile widened slightly, "And did you get the computer to work alright?"

I grinned, "Well, Denise did, she was an absolute genius" I said.

"So she got everything plugged in right and working effectively?" she said, staring me deep in the eyes with a curious expression on her face, then licked her lips, and her voice dropped almost to a whisper, "What did you give her to wear?" she asked.

I couldn"t seem to look away from her eyes, "A robe" I said, equally softly.

Her eyes darkened, "A robe like this? .. or shorter?" she asked.

I gulped, feeling heat suddenly rising between us, "Shorter" I whispered.

She leaned back slightly and took hold of the hem of her robe and slowly drew it upwards almost to the tops of her legs, "This short?" she asked again, and I could only nod as my eyes honed in on her gorgeous legs. "But you did have a longer one, didn"t you, David?" she said.

"Yes" I whispered hoarsely.

"So you gave her the short one knowing full well that every time she moved around like this – and she wriggled on the couch – or bent over like this – and she bent to pick up a piece of paper off the floor – you"d be able to see her tight , sexy ass, and her hot little pussy" she said.

My face was on fire, as was the rest of me, because when she"d wriggled, I"d got a clear view of her pussy, and when she"d bent over I"d got a clear view of her ass ...and I now knew for certain that she wasn"t wearing panties under that robe! "No!" I finally managed to croak, "It was just the first one that came to hand"

She laughed and pulled down the hem of her robe, "Well, perhaps by our next meeting you will have remembered something else outstanding about Denise that I"ll need to bear in mind – just in case I"m the one that has to talk to her parent"s!"

I wasn"t sure if there wasn"t just a little element of threat in that comment!, but she smiled sweetly and innocently at me. She pointed to one of the boys in my class and started to ask me about him, and then others, and others until we had covered the whole of my class, and I had a whole lot of different concepts of students laid out before me, "carrot top". "Jack Horner" (for a boy who always sucked his thumb). MM ( Marilyn Monroe – for the girl with the biggest boobs in the class) and so on. I was able to glance briefly at some of the names or labels that Bernice had put on her class, and found she had an amazing eye for detail, and an equally amazing wit in her choices. I found myself warming to her even more, even forgetting momentarily that she was in all probability stark naked under that robe.

Then she put the rolls aside and stood up, picking up our glasses and walking over to the bar to refill them, "I hope you decided to walk since it"s only a few streets away" she said, and I said that I had, she laughed, "Then I don"t have to skimp on the Scotch on this last drink, if you"re not driving" she said.

My eyes widened when she turned and I saw the glass was filled to the brim .. and hers was too. She walked over with every appearance of an extra swing to her hips, "Not too much for you is it?" she asked, and again her eyes sparkled.

I lifted the glass in a slight salute, "Oh, I"m sure I can handle it" I answered, with a slight smile of my own, then let my eyes deliberately , and very slowly, trail down over her body all the way to the toes and back again, finding her face just a little flushed. Our eyes met and held for a long, long time, and I could feel the tension almost crackling across the room, then I glanced quickly sideways towards the closed door of the den.

When my eyes returned to hers there was almost a smoky quality to them, and that carried over into her voice as she said, "The den has a direct link to our room, and Peter always retires at 8pm sharp, the habit of a lifetime" she said, and glanced deliberately, and slowly down at her watch, "That was well over an hour ago"

Then she turned away and walked back to the bar and placed her glass on it, turning back to me and leaning back against the bar, one foot lifting slightly to rub against her other knee, causing her robe to flap open, giving me another clear view of her naked pussy. "Harry firmly believes that it"s important for teachers working closely together to bond as completely as possible" she said quietly.

I swallowed the dryness in my throat and my voice came out a little scratchy as I stared at her, almost mesmerized by the movement of her foot and the revealing and concealing of her gorgeous pussy, "And do you subscribe to that too?" I managed to croak.

Her smile was so hot it almost melted my blood, "Mmmm absolutely, Don"t you?" she said.

A shudder ran through me and I could feel my cock almost bursting from my trousers, "Well, it"s all pretty new to me, but I have to say that I applaud the idea, and it seems to work, I"ve never seem a more together staff" I said.

If anything, her smile got hotter as she pushed herself off the bar and strolled towards me, "Oh yes, togetherness is vital ...and seeing each other is too" she said, and as she moved forward, she untied the tight cord of her robe and twitched her shoulders to leave a cascade of blue material behind her ...coming to stop right in front of me, totally, magnificently naked!! It was hard to believe this was the mouse that scurried around the school, hard to believe that this was a 44 year old woman, what I was staring at –and reacting to – was one of the most exquisite bodies I had ever seen! She stood barely over 5ft, but everything seemed in perfect proportion, surprisingly long legs led up to a perfectly trimmed thatch of black pubic hair, curvy hips and a flat stomach. Then there were her breasts, Mmmm, high and firm, tilted slightly upwards, with glorious strawberry nipples standing proudly erect at their peak. Her normally gathered and tied hair hung long and loose, cascading in a black mass around her shoulders and the tops of her mouthwatering breasts. Her whole body had that glow of a light tan, a light tan that showed no bikini lines, so I knew she sunbathed naked, and a quick vision of that flashed into my mind and sent my temperature soaring even more. Having said nothing as my eyes roamed over her magnificent naked body, she stepped back and smiled, "Isn"t it time I saw the real you too?" she asked huskily.

Almost in a daze I rose from the couch and unbuttoned my shirt and eased it off, and her eyes flickered approvingly over my virtually hairless chest.