2 comments/ 112331 views/ 5 favorites Two Teachers, Two Students By: skip.69 I was in my final year at college, and was about to start my final teaching practice. Unfortunately the school to which I was allocated was quite a long distance on the other side of the college from the accommodation where I shared with a group of other students, which meant that I would probably have to move into other accommodation for the duration of the teaching practice. However, when I read thoroughly the notes I had been sent concerning the whereabouts of the school, I noticed that it also contained a telephone number for contacts should I wish to stay closer to the school. I came to a quick decision. After all, the college would pay for my boarding fees, so I made up my mind to try it out. And it would save a good hour's travelling each morning and evening. I therefore telephoned one and when a woman answered I told her who I was and my reason for ringing. She laughed and explained that she was actually a teacher at the school and had often in the past offered accommodation to other students. She said she had two rooms, in fact, and that a student from another college had already agreed to stay with her, so that she would be looking after the only two students allocated to the school this year. I immediately agreed to accept her offer of accommodation, then I heard no more until I finally arrived at the school, where I was met by the Head and taken through to the staff room, where I was introduced to the teachers already in there. One of them, a blonde of no more than about thirty, dressed in a tracksuit, then told me that she was Sharon, the woman I was to stay with. I was about to start a conversation with her when the door opened again and once more the Head came in, this time ushering in a girl of about twentyish, who was introduced as Mandy, the other student. Again Sharon introduced herself as our hostess, and we all three moved to one side of the room to introduce ourselves properly to each other. It appeared that Mandy was actually going to be attached to Sharon as she was specialising in PE and games, whereas I would be attached to the English teacher who had not yet appeared in the staff room. However, a few minutes later another female teacher entered to be introduced to me as Janice, Head of English. She, like Sharon, could scarcely have been more than about 30 years of age, and, like Sharon, was quite blonde. Unlike Sharon, though, Janice wore a skirt, and one which immediately drew my attention, as it had a side split which opened at the side to reveal quite an expanse of thigh! So high was the split that it actually allowed some of her bare thigh above the top of her stocking to be seen! I gulped a little, and then controlled myself, although I was sure that she had noticed that my eyes were drawn to this exposure. However, the morning bell rang for lessons to commence, and we made our way into assembly, and finally into Janice's classroom. "This morning", she explained, "we have the Upper Sixth form for a double period, after which we have a free period. If you would like to sit at the side, over there, I shall start the discussion and then perhaps you can join in with the students and myself." I did as instructed, finding that I was actually on the same side as the split in the skirt, which did nothing for my attention which kept wandering as she crossed her legs in her chair. Mind you, her chair was facing the class with no desk between, and the students were also sitting in a half-circle without any desks. The result of her crossing her legs, though, meant that she was showing a great deal of bare thigh above her visible stocking top, but she seemed quite oblivious to the fact, even though it was a mixed class, and the boys, and even the girls, made no secret of the fact that they, too, were openly ogling the flaunted display. But what stunned me temporarily was the fact that after she had started the discussion, which if I remember rightly was something to do with Shakespeare, she suddenly spoke in quite a different tone of voice as she addressed one of the boys facing her: "I heard that remark, Darren," she said, "Telling your mates you can see my knickers!" The class giggled, but they all remained composed, even when she followed this remark by saying, "So I'll show you all, then perhaps we can get back to the lesson!" And with that she stood up slightly in order to tug the slit of her skirt to the centre, then sat down again, parting her knees widely to reveal her black hold-up fishnet stockings and the black gusset running between her thighs. "Satisfied?" she asked good-humouredly, closing her knees together once more. "You can stare as much as you want but you won't see any more than you can already. Now, let's get back to William Shakespeare!" She turned to me and smiled, then returned to the lesson, which, surprisingly, progressed quite conventionally, and I found myself, like the rest of the class, almost forgetting Janice's provocativeness as we all warmed to the subject and genuinely discussing the topic. When the bell went for the end of the period, though. I was again taken a little aback as she singled out Darren again and asked him to stay behind for a minute. She seemed to have forgotten my presence, though, for as soon as the class had filed out she said to Darren, "Right then, Darren. No-one else here, so tell me - was the view today worth while, or were you hoping to see more?" I could tell from the way she said this that she must have had some sort of a hot spot for Darren. Darren did not seem in any way embarrassed, though, as he answered, "Of course I am always hoping to see more! But the view was worth while, Miss. Could I ask a great favour, though, Miss?" "Anything you ask, if it is in my power to fulfill your request. What is the favour, Darren?" "Well, Miss. I want to win a bet I made with two of the other boys. When you take those knickers off tonight after you have finished wearing them, could you bring them for me tomorrow and let me have them?" I fully expected Janice to blow her top at this outrageous and obscene request, but to my utter astonishment she replied, "I'm sorry, I cannot agree to my bringing my soiled panties to school tomorrow." His face began to fall, then bucked up again as she continued, "But I am going to place you in detention tonight for your suggestiveness and I'll give them to you when you go home rather than wait until tomorrow!" Then, she suddenly seemed to remember that I was still in the room. She turned to me, almost blushing, presumably because she was unaware of how I might be taking this incident. I had to console her somehow to let her realise that the knowledge of the occurrence was as safe as houses with me. "I presume you will want me to sit in with you at the detention period?" I queried. Then, before she could answer I continued, "At least, I hope so, as I'm feeling jealous of Darren already!" and I laughed in such a way to show that I was not really jealous of Darren, but was nevertheless envious of him! Quickly changing the subject, Janice now said to Darren, "See you this evening - don't miss your morning break by dallying too long here." "And we have to go for our coffee in the staff room, so come along," she said to me. In the staff room everyone was chatting as they sipped their coffees, but I noticed that neither Sharon nor Mandy were in. Janice must have noticed me looking for them for she said, "Sharon will have had her coffee already - she likes to get the gym ready during morning break." I chatted to quite a few of the staff until the next bell rang, and most of them filed out, leaving one of the men and Janice, who had already told me that it was a free period for us next. This man, though, turned to Janice and said, "Cover for me, will you, if anyone comes looking for me? I'm just off to the betting shop, but don't let on if anyone asks." And he left the room, leaving me alone with Janice. 'This will be the moment of truth,' I thought. She knows I was present when she was being somewhat foolish as regards her position as a teacher. One word from me and she would forfeit her entire career! I decided that it was up to me to make the first move to reassure her. "I hope I will always be present whenever you decide to show your knickers to the class," I told her. "I enjoyed the experience even more than Darren did. And you have my word that my lips are sealed about the entire incident, although perhaps I can think of a little blackmail to ensure that I hold my tongue!" But she was beginning to look a little anxious when I used the word 'blackmail' and so I quickly laughed and explained that what I meant was that although I would never tell a single soul and was willing to take an oath on it, nevertheless I would from time to time remind her of it on condition she responded to any of my requests just as she had done for Darren. She immediately looked relieved, and said, "Like doing this again?" and she deliberately faced me as she once more slid the split in her skirt to the front and raised the skirt to reveal her knickers once more. But she quickly dropped her skirt into place as we heard the door beginning to open, and by the time one of the older teachers had entered the room we were both quite decorous. At lunchtime we sat together at the staff table, with Mandy and Sharon opposite us. "How are you two getting on?" asked Sharon. "Absolutely fabulously!" replied Janice. "We seem to be completely compatible in every respect," she added. I could not swear to it but I felt I saw a light of understanding come into Sharon's eyes as Janice said this, and I felt it confirmed it a little when Sharon said, "And Mandy and I seem to be soul-mates, too. We've already gained a rapport which bodes well for the next couple of months living together." Janice dropped her voice so as not to be overheard by the next table. "When I say fabulously I mean he has already seen my knickers and he wants to be present when I take them off immediately after school tonight." I waited with baited breath for Sharon's reply and Mandy's own response to this statement, but was delighted when Sharon said, "And Mandy and I have already had a shower together after the morning's PE, and we are having another one after games this afternoon. Pity you can't join us!" I deliberately looked at Mandy as she said this, and was elated to see her face lighting up as she looked Sharon full in the face and said, "So we have beaten them already - I saw you earlier without any knickers on at all, although we had to be careful with the girls having a shower as well." "Don't worry, poppet," said Sharon. "After games we are on our own in the shower as we have to see that the girls are all out before we can take ours. I'll lock the door after them so we can have the place to ourselves." She then turned to Janice. "I've just thought! Mandy and Deg will be dining with me tonight. Do you want to join us for a meal, Janice? You can leave your car at school and come back with us in mine." "But if I don't go home tonight I will not have any knickers for tomorrow," explained Janice. "I've promised Darren that he can take them with him tonight!" "You can always borrow a pair of mine for school tomorrow," laughed Sharon. "You won't be needing any on this evening, will you?" To my intense delight Janice turned to me and looked me fully in the face as she replied, "No, I will not!" Again, though, this conversation had to change as another member of staff came over to talk to us, and so we once more appeared to be what we really were - two teachers and two students. Two Teachers, Two Students and a Pupil I was in my final year at college, and was about to start my final teaching practice. Unfortunately the school to which I was allocated was quite a long distance on the other side of the college from the accommodation where I shared with a group of other students, which meant that I would probably have to move into other accommodation for the duration of the teaching practice. However, when I read thoroughly the notes I had been sent concerning the whereabouts of the school, I noticed that it also contained a telephone number for contacts should I wish to stay closer to the school. I came to a quick decision. After all, the college would pay for my boarding fees, so I made up my mind to try it out. And it would save a good hour's travelling each morning and evening. I therefore telephoned one and when a woman answered I told her who I was and my reason for ringing. She laughed and explained that she was actually a teacher at the school and had often in the past offered accommodation to other students. She said she had two rooms, in fact, and that a student from another college had already agreed to stay with her, so that she would be looking after the only two students allocated to the school this year. I immediately agreed to accept her offer of acommodation, then I heard no more until I finally arrived at the school, where I was met by the Head and taken through to the staff room, where I was introduced to the teachers already in there. One of them, a blonde of no more than about thirty, dressed in a tracksuit, then told me that she was Sharon, the woman I was to stay with. I was about to start a conversation with her when the door opened again and once more the Head came in, this time ushering in a girl of about twentyish, who was introduced as Mandy, the other student. Again Sharon introduced herself as our hostess, and we all three moved to one side of the room to introduce ourselves properly to each other. It appeared that Mandy was actually going to be attached to Sharon as she was specialising in PE and games, whereas I would be attached to the English teacher who had not yet appeared in the staff room. However, a few minutes later another female teacher entered to be introduced to me as Janice, Head of English. She, like Sharon, could scarcely have been more than about 30 years of age, and, like Sharon, was quite blonde. Unlike Sharon, though, Janice wore a skirt, and one which immediately drew my attention, as it had a side split which opened at the side to reveal quite an expanse of thigh! So high was the split that it actually allowed some of her bare thigh above the top of her stocking to be seen! I gulped a little, and then controlled myself, although I was sure that she had noticed that my eyes were drawn to this exposure. However, the morning bell rang for lessons to commence, and we made our way into assembly, and finally into Janice's classroom. "This morning", she explained, "we have the Upper Sixth form for a double period, after which we have a free period. If you would like to sit at the side, over there, I shall start the discussion and then perhaps you can join in with the students and myself." I did as instructed, finding that I was actually on the same side as the split in the skirt, which did nothing for my attention which kept wandering as she crossed her legs in her chair. Mind you, her chair was facing the class with no desk between, and the students were also sitting in a half-circle without any desks. The result of her crossing her legs, though, meant that she was showing a great deal of bare thigh above her visible stocking top, but she seemed quite oblivious to the fact, even though it was a mixed class, and the boys, and even the girls, made no secret of the fact that they, too, were openly ogling the flaunted display. But what stunned me temporarily was the fact that after she had started the discussion, which if I remember rightly was something to do with Shakespeare, she suddenly spoke in quite a different tone of voice as she addressed one of the boys facing her: "I heard that remark, Darren," she said, "Telling your mates you can see my knickers!" The class giggled, but they all remained composed, even when she followed this remark by saying, "So I'll show you all, then perhaps we can get back to the lesson!" And with that she stood up slightly in order to tug the slit of her skirt to the centre, then sat down again, parting her knees widely to reveal her black hold-up fishnet stockings and the black gusset running between her thighs. "Satisfied?" she asked good-humouredly, closing her knees together once more. "You can stare as much as you want but you won't see any more than you can already. Now, let's get back to William Shakespeare!" She turned to me and smiled, then returned to the lesson, which, surprisingly, progressed quite conventionally, and I found myself, like the rest of the class, almost forgetting Janice's provocotiveness as we all warmed to the subject and genuinely discussing the topic. When the bell went for the end of the period, though. I was again taken a little aback as she singled out Darren again and asked him to stay behind for a minute. She seemed to have forgotten my presence, though, for as soon as the class had filed out she said to Darren, "Right then, Darren. No-one else here, so tell me - was the view today worth while, or were you hoping to see more?" I could tell from the way she said this that she must have had some sort of a hot spot for Darren. Darren did not seem in any way embarrassed, though, as he answered, "Of course I am always hoping to see more! But the view was worth while, Miss. Could I ask a great favour, though, Miss?" "Anything you ask, if it is in my power to fulfil your request. What is the favour, Darren?" "Well, Miss. I want to win a bet I made with two of the other boys. When you take those knickers off tonight after you have finished wearing them, could you bring them for me tomorrow and let me have them?" I fully expected Janice to blow her top at this outrageous and obscene request, but to my utter astonishment she replied, "I'm sorry, I cannot agree to my bringing my soiled panties to school tomorrow." His face began to fall, then bucked up again as she continued, "But I am going to place you in detention tonight for your suggestiveness and I'll give them to you when you go home rather than wait until tomorrow!" Then, she suddenly seemed to remember that I was still in the room. She turned to me, almost blushing, presumably because she was unaware of how I might be taking this incident. I had to console her somehow to let her realise that the knowledge of the occurrence was as safe as houses with me. "I presume you will want me to sit in with you at the detention period?" I queried. Then, before she could answer I continued, "At least, I hope so, as I'm feeling jealous of Darren already!" and I laughed in such a way to show that I was not really jealous of Darren, but was nevertheless envious of him! Quickly changing the subject, Janice now said to Darren, "See you this evening - don't miss your morning break by dallying too long here." "And we have to go for our coffee in the staff room, so come along," she said to me. In the staff room everyone was chatting as they sipped their coffees, but I noticed that neither Sharon nor Mandy were in. Janice must have noticed me looking for them for she said, "Sharon will have had her coffee already - she likes to get the gym ready during morning break." I chatted to quite a few of the staff until the next bell rang, and most of them filed out, leaving one of the men and Janice, who had already told me that it was a free period for us next. This man, though, turned to Janice and said, "Cover for me, will you, if anyone comes looking for me? I'm just off to the betting shop, but don't let on if anyone asks." And he left the room, leaving me alone with Janice. 'This will be the moment of truth,' I thought. She knows I was present when she was being somewhat foolish as regards her position as a teacher. One word from me and she would forfeit her entire career! I decided that it was up to me to make the first move to reassure her. "I hope I will always be present whenever you decide to show your knickers to the class," I told her. "I enjoyed the experience even more than Darren did. And you have my word that my lips are sealed about the entire incident, although perhaps I can think of a little blackmail to ensure that I hold my tongue!" But she was beginning to look a little anxious when I used the word 'blackmail' and so I quickly laughed and explained that what I meant was that although I would never tell a single soul and was willing to take an oath on it, nevertheless I would from time to time remind her of it on condition she responded to any of my requests just as she had done for Darren. She immediately looked relieved, and said, "Like doing this again?" and she deliberately faced me as she once more slid the split in her skirt to the front and raised the skirt to reveal her knickers once more. But she quickly dropped her skirt into place as we heard the door beginning to open, and by the time one of the older teachers had entered the room we were both quite decorous. At lunchtime we sat together at the staff table, with Mandy and Sharon opposite us. "How are you two getting on?" asked Sharon. "Absolutely fabulously!" replied Janice. "We seem to be completely compatible in every respect," she added. I could not swear to it but I felt I saw a light of understanding come into Sharon's eyes as Janice said this, and I felt it confirmed it a little when Sharon said, "And Mandy and I seem to be soul-mates, too. We've already gained a rapport which bodes well for the next couple of months living together." Janice dropped her voice so as not to be overheard by the next table. "When I say fabulously I mean he has already seen my knickers and he wants to be present when I take them off immediately after school tonight." I waited with baited breath for Sharon's reply and Mandy's own response to this statement, but was delighted when Sharon said, "And Mandy and I have already had a shower together after the morning's PE, and we are having another one after games this afternoon. Pity you can't join us!" I deliberately looked at Mandy as she said this, and was elated to see her face lighting up as she looked Sharon full in the face and said, "So we have beaten them already - I saw you earlier without any knickers on at all, although we had to be careful with the girls having a shower as well." "Don't worry, poppet," said Sharon. "After games we are on our own in the shower as we have to see that the girls are all out before we can take ours. I'll lock the door after them so we can have the place to ourselves." She then turned to Janice. "I've just thought! Mandy and Deg will be dining with me tonight. Do you want to join us for a meal, Janice? You can leave your car at school and come back with us in mine." "But if I don't go home tonight I will not have any knickers for tomorrow," explained Janice. "I've promised Darren that he can take them with him tonight!" "You can always borrow a pair of mine for school tomorrow," laughed Sharon. "You won't be needing any on this evening, will you?" To my intense delight Janice turned to me and looked me fully in the face as she replied, "No, I will not!" Again, though, this conversation had to change as another member of staff came over to talk to us, and so we once more appeared to be what we really were - two teachers and two students. Two Teachers, Two Students Ch. 02 I did not have time or the opportunity to speak to either Mandy or Sharon for the rest of the day, and when school closing time came round I waited expectantly with Janice for Darren to come for his "detention". He almost burst into the room when he did arrive, having evidently been running from wherever he had been. Janice was ready for him, though. "If you had been much longer I would have taken them off before you got here," she laughed. "But as you are just in time I will treat this as a proper detention for speaking too familiar to me this morning. Over there, Darren!" She pointed to the floor, and when he made to bring up a chair she rebuked him, saying, "No! I mean you to kneel on the floor! After all, you'll have a better view if you are low down, won't you?" He knelt down eagerly awaiting whatever was to happen. And his anticipation was fulfilled! Janice walked over to him until his head was on a level with her crotch, and almost touching it. She then pushed him gently until he was knelt back on his haunches, whereupon she straddled his folded knees with her feet, leaving his face even closer to her most intimate regions. Once again she twisted her skirt round so that the slit was to the front, which meant that his face was only a fraction from her knickers, so visible now that she had raised the skirt again. "Now you must promise one thing, Darren. You will not move a muscle until I give permission. Is that clear?" When he said it was she made him solemnly promise, which he did do. "Right, then, Darren. Your punishment part of your detention!" And she tucked the skirt up into her belt so that her black lace knickers were on full display, then calculatingly slowly she hooked her fingers into the elastic and obscenely lowered them until they were just about on a level with the top of the slit of her pussy, which so far was showing a complete lack of any hair whatsoever. Then she stopped. "I want another promise from you, Darren," she said. "I know you have taken on a bet with your pals, but I want you to promise that you will tell them a lie and say that you lost your bet. In return I will let you actually take my knickers off with no further help from me. But the promise must also include the fact that you will never ever speak to anyone else about this, no matter how tempted you are to do so. So let me hear you make a genuine promise along those lines." Although he was but an inch or so away from the bunched up lace of her knickers Darren's self-control was such that he did not budge one bit as he unfalteringly said, "I swear most sincerely that I shall tell the others that it was a wild bet that I never had a chance of fulfilling, that I obviously lost the bet, and that never as long as I live will I speak about this incident to anyone else not present in this room at this time. That is my solemn promise." Janice smiled at me as he was speaking, as Darren was unable to see her face owing to his close proximity to her thighs, her bunched up skirt hiding his face from hers. But as soon as he had finished she spoke back to him. "I believe you, Darren, so I shall keep my part of the bargain." As she spoke she was removing her hands from the knicker sides and began holding her skirt even higher as she continued, "So don't dare move your head, but you can pull my knickers right down as soon as you are ready!" Owing to her position straddling his knees when Darren complied and tugged them to her ankles she had to lift each leg in turn for him to slip them off her feet. I could not see as well as Darren what effect this had on her pussy lips, which I now saw were completely shaven, but this action must have caused her pussy to reveal itself even more openly. Darren was exercising superb elf-control, though, as his head never moved at all as he had been instructed, until Janice suddenly grasped his head from behind and pulled it towards her now exposed pussy lips. She held it there for quite a number of seconds before pulling him away and stepping back from him. "Now, Darren. You have served your detention and it is time you went. I must congratulate you on your self-discipline. You may keep your souvenir knickers as long as this remains a close secret between us how you got them, and that no one else ever hears about tonight. In fact, in view of your genuine promise I know that it will remain our secret. And just to show you that I, too, can make promises, I would like to assure you that you will have to serve a detention at least once a week in future, except that from now on we will call it "extra tuition". And it will be tuition, because tonight is only the beginning. I have something different planned for next week. Now you may go." Darren hesitated a little as if he wanted to say something, but Janice dismissed him again with a gesture which obviously meant he had to go. As he left the room she turned to me, coolly replacing her skirt as if to say that for me, too, the show was over. "I enjoyed that," she told me. "But I am looking forward to something even more enjoyable later on. You are lucky in having Sharon as your landlady or hostess or whatever you may wish to call her. Wait until you meet her properly. And Mandy looks like being similarly inclined from the way they were both talking at lunch. I would say you will find it hard to concentrate on your teaching practice for thinking about either of them. I shall have to find ways of keeping your mind off them during the day, won't I? Like asking if you want extra tuition after school like Darren is in for?" I was flabbergasted. Not only with her remarks just now and with her performance earlier, but at the thought that this would continue for the next six weeks! But she brought me down to earth by saying, "We had better hurry or Sharon and Mandy will be wondering where we have got to. Games finish before the school closes so that the girls can shower and be in time for the school buses, so that means that they have had the past hour or so to have finished their shower together." I followed her across the playing field to a building which I presumed was the pavilion and shower rooms, but on trying the door we found them locked. "They would have locked the door from the inside, I expect," said Janice, knocking on the wooden surface. Almost immediately the door opened and Sharon came out. "I recognised your coded knock" she said to Janice. I was thrilled to see that she no longer wore her tracksuit, but was in her netball skirt, so short it allowed her red matching knickers to be just on view. She was followed by Mandy, similarly dressed except that she was still pulling up her own knickers. Mandy seemed no in the least embarrassed to be doing that in front of me, and smiled as if we were conspirators rather than acquaintances. "We thought we had better dress again to go to the car park," explained Sharon. "We can always take them off again when we get home, if Deg doesn't mind watching two naked women." 'How had I been the lucky one chosen for this school?' I thought. 'My first day and already I have seen one pussy and have been promised to be able to see three and even further!' Somehow we got to the car, Janice and Sharon in front, and me slightly behind them with Mandy. As we were walking she said quite calmly to me, "By the way, I'm usually known at college as Randy Mandy. Just a warning that I live up to my name!"