Teaching Mrs. Cain

Her body suddenly seemed so alive with its hard aching nipples, but at least the water flowing around them appeared to help. She continued to squeeze saturated sponge after saturated sponge over her shoulder but soon found her body wanted more. Then dipping the sponge once more, Katherine brought it into contact with one breast. This time as she squeezed, releasing the rivulets of water, she dragged it around the pointy nipple. The sensation was instant as she moaned and closed her eyes, knowing that the leathered hunk would be there. Instead though, the image of Geoffrey entered her mind. Geoffrey being one of her 6th period boys. He was also one of the school's star athletes. A leader of sorts, taller and more muscularly developed than the rest, but still the image shocked her. Why had she chosen a student? Then it suddenly dawned on her. It was the essay. As much as she might try to deny it, the idea of a young stud lusting after her appealed to Katherine, and her body reacted to the stimulation of both her hands and his words. Again she closed her eyes but this time she let him take her away. Her hands fulfilled his passion cupping, caressing, teasing, until at last, her body shook in orgasmic bliss. Then as she began to recover, Katherine slowly opened her eyes. Now more than ever, she needed to know who the essay writer was, and thus it was, she devised a simple plan. Tomorrow she would identify the author.

As Katherine Cain walked down the bustling halls of the school before first period, her stilettoed heels tapped out a smooth rhythmic tune. She could hear some of the whispered comments as she passed and students noticed her. For today she was not dressed in a business casual way. Today Katherine had opted for a mid-thigh summer dress, sheer black stocking and of course her fancy Italian lace-up stilettoes. Beneath this she wore a matching lace bra and panty set, and she had purposely left the upper three buttons of her dress open to allow a view of her cleavage. Katherine knew that if she had attracted the author in her normal school clothes dressing sexier would present an almost impossible temptation. All she had to do was watch which sixth period boy paid the most attention, and she'd have her author.

The day seemed to drag on, and although at every instance, Katherine was bombarded with compliments. She couldn't wait until sixth period. Finally it did come and almost instantly as the students filed in, she was complimented. Geoffrey was the first but more than this, he managed to rub against her as he passed. Normally, Katherine would have taken this as an accident and paid it no more attention, but today this was just the kind of action she was expecting. All during her class the boys hung on her every word, so to speak, but in truth she knew they were merely following her with their eyes. As she continued discussing the lesson and walked up and down the aisle, Katherine also noted that Allen had a tendency to "drop" something off his desk as she passed. She figured he was trying to get a better look up under her dress by reducing the angle of his head much like the author had in the story. With a second boy now becoming a possibility Katherine kept glancing between the two. She knew it had to be one of them, but which boy was it? Still unsure, Katherine needed to think so she assigned the remainder of the class as a self study period.

Katherine moved to her desk and sat for a moment on the corner. So involved was she in this dilemma, Katherine was unaware of how her dress slipped seductively off her thigh revealing another inch or so. She also failed to notice how in leaning back on her arms it caused her breasts to strain against the light material, yet Geoffrey and Allen both noticed. They drank in the sweet seductive nature which had become Mrs. Cain. Both fantasizing of what they'd like to do, while scheming of how to get closer.

Katherine's eyes glanced back and forth between the two boys looking for clues as to which had written the essay. It had to be one of those two but which? Allen, unlike Geoffrey, was no jock. In fact, his true talent seemed to lie in academic achievements. He, of all her students, was probably the most capable of writing such a piece, but it just didn't seem like him. Could it be Geoffrey had asked Allen to write the story for him? Oh now she was really grasping..., but was she? It sort of made sense. Allen would know of the story and be as interested in the results as Geoffrey but Geoffrey would be the one interested in her. Hmm interesting hypothesis Katherine thought standing again.

As she started down the isle where Geoffrey sat, her eyes kept scanning the room for additional clues. Suddenly, Geoffrey stuck his foot out into the isle and bent in front of her to tie his suddenly stray laces. With his foot in her way, Katherine had three choices: she could turn away and return from where she came, she could step over it, or wait. As it turned out, Katherine chose the latter option and waited as Geoffrey's hands fumbled with his laces. As he began to rise up, one of his hands slipped forward and caressed a small portion of her leg just below the knee. Oh that's it!!! Katherine thought as her leg jerked back from the sudden contact, it had to be Geoffrey. That was the second time he made contact with her body since the class started he had to be the author. Satisfied she had resolved the question Katherine turned to return to her desk. As she just passed the last student in the row, suddenly Allen piped up and asked,

"Ohh Mrs. Cain. Have you graded the essay's from yesterday?"

She turned looking at him and his smile was from ear to ear. Slowly she made her way to his desk then leaned in and asked

"What was your essay about Allen?"

He did not immediately respond though and when she started to ask again Katherine realized he was looking down the front of her dress. Her body was excited at having him stare and she felt her nipples become hard but more than this, Katherine noticed the bulge growing in the front of Allen's slacks. He obviously loved what he was seeing but what shocked Katherine more was the knowledge she loved showing it. Somewhere in the back of her mind Katherine realized this was wrong and thus stood once more. As Allen lost his erotic vision he heard Mrs Cain ask again,

"And what was your essay about?"

Allen smiled a wide smile and responded, "ohh... I'm sure you know it"...

The sparkle in his eye and the wide smile told her Allen was playing with her, but for now Katherine only responded,

"No. Not yet Allen".

As the class wound down to the end, Katherine was still stuck between the two boys. She guessed it was Allen who wrote the story, but had a feeling Geoffrey was somehow involved. Most likely it was Geoffrey who put Allen up to writing the story. Perhaps as a joke or bet or some other silly juvenile prank but in any event she needed to get this cleared up. Finally, Katherine resolved that she would keep the two boys after class and work this out. Now, as she awaited the last bell, Katherine sat at her desk and tried to formulate a method of approaching the subject. She knew, she couldn't just go accusing these boys, the matter needed to be handled delicately.

The trouble was though, Katherine also found herself excited from both the encounters with the boys and all the compliments she'd had throughout the day. Ohhh she wished she could just slip away to the bathroom once more before this took place, but she knew she couldn't. It was almost time anyway. Suddenly the bell rang and shocked Katherine out of her wandering thoughts. She watched as the students rose and began filing out when it suddenly occurred to her that she hadn't asked them to stay. Allen had already left but Geoffrey was still in the final group, and so she called out to him,

"Geoffrey. Can I speak with you a moment after class".

Upon hearing his named spoken Geoffrey turned and looked at Mrs. Cain. He knew what was coming. She was going to chew him out...,, but hey, it was worth it. Lowering his eyes, Geoffrey waited till the last student had left and then began shuffling his feet towards Mrs. Cain. It's not really my fault he thought, but suddenly Mrs. Cain spoke out again to interrupt his train of thought.

"Close the door Geoffrey. This will be private".

Turning back, Geoffrey took his time closing the classroom door for deep down he dreaded the speech which was to come. He knew it was wrong all along, but she's just so damned sexy. Turning back Geoffrey saw Mrs. Cain had risen from her desk and was busily erasing the blackboards. Her smooth sexy legs were showing a dark thick band just at the hem of her skirt as she reached for the upper corners and Geoffrey thought oh my God! She's wearing stockings.

Moving closer Geoffrey waited at Mrs. Cain's desk but as she passed him to do the last blackboard, he figured, well I'm going to get the speech no matter what. So he reached out and grabbed both of Mrs. Cain's breasts, from behind. Suddenly, Katherine Cain froze, as the young inexperienced fingers squeezed her hot breasts. Oh God how it felt good. The hands kneading her delicate flesh through the bra and dress felt so hot, and for a moment Katherine's eyes closed. She felt like the lady on the subway, with Geoffrey being her own leather clad hunk, and much like the lady, she leaned back to enjoy his firm young body.

Geoffrey couldn't believe his luck. Mrs. Cain wanted this as much as he. The other guys would never believe it when he told them how he "took" Mrs. Cain on her desk and the thought of it made him harder still. He could feel how his cock rubbed against the teacher's hot ass, and smiled as his fingers felt her nipples hard under his touch. Next, Geoffrey began fumbling with the buttons on Katherine's dress opening first one, then a second, and finally a third. One of his hands slipped inside and pulled a breast free then began tugging on the hot, hard nipple.

Ohhh Man!! Geoffrey thought, Mrs. Cain sure has great tits, but already his youthful impatience was getting the better of him. With his free hand, Geoffrey started to slide down the front of Mrs. Cain's dress. He was going to slip it inside her panties, but it was also about this time that Katherine came to her senses. She suddenly began to squirm and finally pulled away, before Geoffrey could get his hand under her dress. Then she turned to Geoffrey who seemed to think she only wanted to change positions for before she could speak he closed the gap and covered her exposed breast with his mouth. "Ohhh" Katherine moaned out from the new intimate contact, but again she reacted on instinct and pushed him away.

This time before he could react again, Katherine pulled the two sides of her dress back together and ran from the room. As she made her way out of the class Katherine wasn't sure where she was going. She needed to get away from that student. Get away before she fell into his arms and made love to him. She tried running down the hall to escape but her heels were just too cumbersome and so, she crashed headlong into Natasha, the schools Guidance Councillor. Katherine's arms flailed about briefly as she tried to maintain her balance, causing her dress to gape wide open and Natasha took in the scene. Here was Mrs. Cain, a new teacher to the school, her clothes half opened and followed by one of the older male students. Instantly she seemed to know there was a problem and after shooting a glaring look at Geoffrey which caused him to stop in his tracks. Natasha helped Mrs. Cain stand, while asking,

"Are you ok?

"Ummm" was all Katherine could manage to get out.

"Come with me" Natasha urged dragging Katherine Cain by the arm into her office. She immediately closed the door, locked it, and placed her in session sign in the window. Now nobody would bother them. Next she seated Katherine on the old leather sofa then urged her to lay back and rest a moment. Followed this up with a soaked terry cloth towel for Katharine's head and a small glass of what appeared to be water.

"Here take this" Natasha offered.

Katherine smiled a weak smile as she accepted the drink, then took a deep swallow. The alcohol seemed to burn a deep path down her throat and instantly she began coughing.

"No,, no"!! "Quick, take another" Natasha urged. "It will sooth the first".

Tentatively Katherine did just that, and after another deep swallow and it did instantly feel better. Her head seemed so light though the room seemed to spin wildly and thus Katherine lay back down.

"Now then" Natasha urged "tell me what it's all about".

For a while Katherine just sobbed softly then she began by saying "Geoffrey. One of my students, just made a pass at me".

"Whoa, whoa" came the immediate response. "Why did he do that?"

Katherine closed her eyes then and tried to think. Why did Geoffrey make a pass at her? Suddenly she remembered the essay, and then swallowing hard Katherine began again.

"He handed in an anonyms erotic essay" she responded, "and I tried to figure out who wrote it". "I discovered it was Geoffrey and I was going to confront him with it after class, but instead he grabbed me".

"Ohhh" replied Natasha in a deeply concerned voice. "That doesn't sound like our Geoffrey".

Then after a long pause she offered, "perhaps we should go back to the beginning and examine everything. Maybe you misunderstood something". "Do you have the essay here?"

Now it was Katherine's turn to pause a moment trying to think. "Yes. Yes I do. In my document folder beside my desk" she finally offered.

"Ok then. Why don't you go get it, and then we can discuss this".

"No I...,,I can't go back there now" Mrs. Cain offered in an almost panicked voice.

"Relax" Natasha offered patting the distraught teacher on the knee. "I'll get it and you wait here".

As Natasha departed Katherine downed the remainder of her drink and lay back down. She was so confused and her head was spinning so. All the compliments, stares and touching had made her so hot, and yet Katherine knew it was wrong to be with a student. With her eyes closed Katherine remembered how Geoffrey squeezed and played with her breast how his lips covered the hot exposed nipple and she moaned softly. She could feel his youthful exuberance as his fingers stroked through her hair, and how his tongue swirled around and around the distended bud. "Ohh" Katherine moaned again, squirming under his lips and hot stroking. They were stroking over her panties and Katherine's back began to arch, when suddenly Natasha broke the spell with a loud,

"What the hell are you doing?"

Katherine's eyes flew open to see Allen's back. He was looking at Natasha for a moment then spun about and fled the room pushing past the smaller woman. Katherine's mind tried to understand what had occurred when suddenly it dawned on her. Allen had slipped into the Guidance Councilors room after she had left and picked up where Geoffrey had left off. Her body swimming in the effects of the alcohol and sexual arousal allowed the teasing advances. She knew had it not been for Natasha's timely return she would have succumbed to the pleasure. Natasha too seemed to understand what had occurred, and what was to be done. Coming to Katherine's side she aided the teacher in sitting up.

"I think we should get out of here", Natasha offered "you are at too much risk now". "Perhaps if we go to your place, we can have the privacy to discuss this".

"No" Katherine said in a confused trembling tone... "he knows where I live".

Slipping her hands under the teachers arms Natasha now aided her in standing while nodding her head.

"Ok, ok", Natasha responded, "then we'll go to my place. How's that?"

"Your place". Katherine's lips repeated perhaps for her own benefit. Her mind considered this fact briefly before deciding that yeah, it sounded like a good idea, and so she nodded yes. As she did so Natasha slid her hands forward gliding along the sides of Katherine's breasts. When they came free, Natasha then reached out, cupped the bare breast, and slipped it back into Katherine's bra. Her fingernail scraped across the hard bud as her hand slipped free and then moved to the lowest of the open buttons.

"We can't have you going like this" Natasha offered with a friendly smile and Katherine just looked down. God how Natasha was nice, Katherine thought. Always considering what was best. She slowly watched as the younger lady moved down to the lowest button and after some fumbling managed to close it. Her fingers brushed over the prominent nipples though and Katherine had to close her eyes from the intense sensation. Again, on the second button, Natasha's fingers seems to scrape over the hard nipples as they pushed against the thin material of her dress but Katherine again steeled herself and tried not to moan. It was so odd Katherine thought. Her body was reacting to the simple task of buttoning her dress as though Natasha were a lover trying to seduce her. She felt how her nipples ached and how they seemed momentarily satisfied as Natasha inadvertently rubbed them. The last button seemed to cause a problem though for Natasha's hands remained in contact with Katherine's hot aching breasts for the longest time. They seemed to squeeze ever so delicately, but as she opened her eyes Natasha was withdrawing. God, Katherine thought, I'm so hot I'm reading sexual advances into everything.

As it turned out, Natasha had thought ahead, for once Katherine was again presentable, she escorted her outside to a waiting cab. From there they drove to Natasha's home, a lovely brownstone building with a flower garden courtyard and a view of the park. The ride though long, seemed to fly by, for as they entered the cab, Katherine's eyes met those of the driver in the rearview mirror. It was the same man she thought. That tall leather clad hunk from the subway. God how he made her hot. She could feel Natasha's hand as it caressed up and down her thigh. Feel as it urged them to part and as it began stroking over the already wet panties. Katherine moaned as Natasha teased her body but never once took her eyes off the handsome driver. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Katherine imagined it was he who was making love to her. His caresses which spread her thighs and slipped against her panties. It was his touch which urged her hips to rise and fall with the hot gentle probing. She never even noticed her panties slipping away nor the fact that the driver had stopped to just watch a moment. When at last they finally made it to the apartment, Katherine's body was ready for anything. She couldn't believe she had gotten so hot just fantasizing about the same sexy man. She ached so for a hot throbbing cock. For gentle kisses and the rubbing of bodies. She smiled weakly at the driver as she got out and noticed how he stared at her until at last she was out of sight.

As for Natasha, she too was ready. She had waited so long to have Mrs. Cain. To make love to her and fulfill her fantasies. She did not truly believe her essay would have brought this result, but thanked God her duties included making the copies other teachers required. It was during one such copying session she discovered the essay requirement for Mrs. Cain's students. And it was during the pick-up process that she slipped her own essay into the pile. For now though, Natasha would make love to Mrs. Cain for hours. Teasing, tasting, taunting, and teaching the sexy teacher all about passion, sexual freedom, and experimentation. She would bring her to the brink of orgasm only to stop and change tactics again and again. Mrs. Cain would beg for release each time but Natasha would only allow it when her own passion from Mrs. Cain's moans reached an insurmountable peak.