Times In My Life - S01 E04

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Times In My Life - S01 E04

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I already had my head lowered as I walked into the room so the teacher could see that knew was late and probably in trouble.

"I am really...", I started as I slowly brought my eyes up to look at her.

I gulped... and stuttered out, "Really, really sorry Ms..." I couldn't remember her name for the life of me.

Would I would remember is that she was a stunning young woman who looked like she had just stepped off the pages of Playboy magazine and put some clothes on. Her hair was flowing golden yellow with a loose ponytail hanging down her back. She had on a tight red turtle-neck sweater that did everything to complement her. Smooth round hips covered in a pair of white corduroy pants. She had a pair of red 'Elf style boots surrounding her feet. She looked unlike any teacher I had seen before (or since now that I come to think of it).

As I blinked at her, I could see in my mind's eye exactly what she would look like with no clothes on. I decided she would look good.

I quickly lowered my gaze to her feet... I surely didn't want to get called out for staring again.

"All right, all right. Find a chair, sit down and be quiet."

I quickly sat in the first available seat, right in the front row. There were only two other people in the front row... a mostly skinny girl in a bright yellow sun-dress to the left of me and her identically dressed twin sister to the right of me. I gave the one to the right a quick look up and down, filing the information away for later. After quickly dismissing them from my mind I found my English text- book, my note-book, and a pen. I looked up to see what the teacher was writing on the board.

Waiting for the Bus

After school had let out for the day I headed out to the front of the school to where a large number of yellow school buses were lining up in the long circular driveway at the front of the building. I walked along the line of buses, looking for the bus driver who had picked up a group of us in the morning as we waited beside the arena.

As I spotted her started walking towards the stairs to the bus.

"You have to wait for the late bus", she said, not unkindly.

"Oh, why is that?", I asked politely.

"Because you got picked up this morning at the late bus stop at the arena there", she answered.

It was obvious I had no idea what she was talking about. That was the first day I had ever ridden a school bus, and knew nothing about early' or late' buses.

"How long do I have to wait?", asked I.

"45 minutes and I'll be back to pick you and the others up".

I looked at my watch. It was nearly a quarter to four, meaning I had until 4:30 to wait around the school before I would be able to get the bus home again.

As I walked back towards the picnic table I thought of my encounter with the girl who refused to give me her name. I sat down on the top of the table and lit a smoke. As I was gazing at the older students across the parking lot on the little hill, my mind wandered a bit; images and voices had been bombarding me all day. I couldn't remember even a small percentage of what I had seen and heard.

Suddenly, the mystery girl was sitting right beside me. "Hiya cutie!"

I'm sure I jumped a bit at her sudden appearance but fought to quickly compose myself.

"Boo!", she added, lighting up a smoke of her own as grinned at me.

"Hi", I answered in a bright voice. I didn't want her to think she had gotten away with trying to startle me. We both know she had, but she seemed disinclined to make anything out of it.

She took a long draw on her smoke, exhaling the smoke slowly out of her mouth, her lips pursed into a perfect "O"

We sat together, side by side, until we had finished our smokes. She flicked hers off into the parking lot while I stomped mine out on the pavement, I had a quick look at my watch to check the time... I didn't want to miss my bus.

"How much time before your bus?", she asked.

"About half an hour I guess".

"Half an hour eh?" She was smiling again and definitely had mischief in her eyes. "You want to go back to the shed with me?", She was already walking in that direction.

"Uhm... sure, I guess".

I tried to sound as if I was worried about the bus. "Just for a bit though..."

"Don't worry, you won't miss your bus." I could hear the confidence in her voice so I stopped worrying about it.

Missing the bus would be disastrous as there was no other way home short of calling my mom to come and get me, I would never hear the end of it or be able to live it down. Still... her voice was very confident.

Soon enough we were back in the shed. It seemed somehow darker inside than before. I'm pretty sure it wasn't, but it seemed that way at the time.

We sat astride the old bench and faced each other, as we had done before.

"Would you like to do some more of what we were doing before?". she asked slyly.

I smiled back at her, "You know I do, don't you?" I said in my most pleasant voice.

Her eyes zeroed in on me, "Say it to me then."

"Pretty please, could we do what we were doing before?"

She quickly leaned over and we started on my second kiss with a woman I wasn't related to. Her jersey and bra were quickly taken off and set behind her on the bench.

Not being taken by surprise by her actions this time I had a bit more time to think about what I would do next. I took my hands and cupped thern around her, just above her waist. Opening my palms, I slid my hands up a bit and then slowly wrapped them around her back. After a bit they moved up and down and around the bare skin of her back, meandering all over it, gently massaging with my fingers while my palm followed along to smooth out everything as they passed by.

She really shuddered when the palms of my hands went up the sides of her spine, my fingers pointing upwards, and slowly came back down her back, my fingers now pointing downwards, gently massaging her back as my palms came back down either side of her spine.

"Ooh...", she moaned, "did you read that in a book too?"

"Same book."

"Good book... oh... ooh", I had gently finished our kiss and was now kissing my way down her neck as my hands moved from her back and up front to her shoulders, massaging them very softly. As my tongue moved from spot to spot on her neck, I let the very tip of my tongue slide, very lightly, between the spots.

Her "oohs" had become more, "Ah... oh..." and a slow, low continuous moan; punctuated now and again with more, "Uhhh... that feels... ooh... really good".

I let my hands fall from her shoulders as my head continued kissing her; lips, face, neck, and back again. I brought my hands slowly and gingerly down to her breasts, my fingers barely touching the surface of her skin. My mind was working far better this time around and I started remembering some of the things I had read between the covers of the erotic magazines.

As my fingers continued teasing her skin I lowered the palms of my hands over her nipples and onto her breasts. I slowly cupped my palms, trapping her nipples as I slowly lifted my hands up. I had read about this technique and was curious as to how well it would work.

My kissing had descended from her neck to the small area of skin between her breasts. As my hands reached as far as they could without losing their grip on her nipples my tongue started to flatten out as I now licked her from the side of one breast, across the center area and to the side of the other breast and back again, with a little detour up the center section between then, then back down again.