Jason Fraser chewed his pencil nervously at the front of his school class, trying to concentrate. As usual, he was getting distracted by Mrs. Norman’s dressing. He could hardly hear any of the Math theories she was talking about. His eyes were completely and totally focused on her legs. They were long, slinky and almost
Zoe sat staring at the white haired woman sitting in the room with her. It was a Sunday afternoon and once again Zoe’s parents had dumped her off at her grandmother’s house while they went to visit some friends in the countryside. Usually Zoe would protest finding her Grandmothers small suburban house boring but lately
My wife, Beth has a problem, she just can’t say no. If her boss wants someone to come in on the weekend he calls Beth. If he wants his dry cleaning picked up and brought out to his house two counties away he calls Beth. Her boss likes to entertain from time to time so
5:30 am and my alarm goes off. I look over and see my wife and Mistress, Karen looking at me and smiling. I know what that smile means already and I start to move down before she says anything. “That’s right. I started my period again last night and you know what that means don’t
I am a high school mathematics teacher while my wife is an English teacher. We both teach the ninth grade where the students are all about fifteen to sixteen years old. They are freshmen and are the small fish in a very big pond. For some it is hard to adjust to it because just
I’ll begin by saying that I am well aware this particular fantasy of mine is pretty odd and that it may well gross out some of you reading this, but what can I say, I guess I’m a pervert. I can’t say exactly when my fascination with the female posterior began, but I do know