Chapter 1
I was feeling pretty relaxed as I wondered along the school corridor, my 'A' levels were over, the last exam had been the day before and now the long summer before starting University stretched before me. This was my last day of school, a time to clearout my locker, hand in my textbooks and say goodbye.
I headed down the fourth floor corridor to classroom D2 and stood outside waiting for the bell to go that would call forth the chattering horde of third years that at that moment sat listening to Miss Robinson as she tried to teach them the inerrancies of the French language.
Miss Robinson, slim, petite with long dark brown hair captured at the back in a clip, deep green eyes, pert breasts that pushed forth her blouse and slim legs and firm bottom. I new every mannerism that she had, I had listened enraptured to her voice and she'd taught me French over the last three years. It was in hope of her teaching me that I had decided to do 'A' level French, and her teaching that had seen me through.
As you can probably gather I was in love with her, head over heels and had been since the first moment I had seen her. I new there was no chance of anything happening, after all I was eighteen and she was in her mid twenties and my teacher or should I say ex-teacher. Her face and body had filled my dreams for the past three years, many were the nights I had masturbated myself to sleep with images of her.
The ringing of the bell brought me back to my senses and I stood aside as the hordes broke free, poring from the classrooms around me to fill the corridor. As the crowds diminished I stepped forward, I stood looking at Miss Robinson for a moment drinking in the sight of her beauty, she was leaning forward over her desk, her blouse hung loose and through the opening I caught a glimpse of tanned flesh. A strand of hair had escaped its confines and lay across her cheek, I longed to reach out and brush it away.
Taking at deep breath I knocked on the classroom door and stepped in.
"Hi Miss Robinson"
"Hello John, how are you?"
"I'm fine thanks, I've brought my textbook back"
"O thanks, is it your last day? Clearing out your junk and getting rid of your books"
"Um yes"
"OK I'll just tick your name, yours is the last," she said as she placed it on a large pile of identical books, "any plans for your summer?"
"Not at the moment, I should probably try and get a summer job, earn some money for uni"
"It's certainly useful, are you in a hurry?"
"Not really, I've finished"
"Could you give me a hand to carry these books to the storeroom?"
"Sure"
With that we each lifted a pile of books and I followed her out of the classroom.
The storeroom was on the second floor and as I followed her I tried not to stare at her legs and firm arse as she climbed the stairs, but the sight was just too available and by the time we reached the storeroom I had an erection, I just hoped it wasn't too noticeable.
"They need to go on the top shelf, if I climb up will you pass them to me?"
"Sure"
I gazed in longing at her legs as she climbed the steps.
"John, Jooohhhhnnn, Earth to John"
"What o god I'm sorry I guess I was day dreaming"
"Hmm, could you pass me the books?"
Blushing I quickly passed her the books, embarrassed at being caught staring at her. Putting the last of the books on the shelf she stepped down, as she moved the steps seamed to rock and suddenly she started to fall. Without thinking I reached out to catch her and suddenly she was in my arms.
It wasn't until that moment that I realised how small she was, she'd always seemed tall to me, I guess it was because she could rule a class so easily.
As I held her our eyes locked, her face was flushed; I noticed the moist glistening of her very kissable lips. I became acutely aware of my erection pressing against her and then that my left hand was resting on her arse and that I could feel flesh. Without thinking I moved my head forward and brushed her lips with mine.
'O shit what am I doing' I thought 'she's gonna scream blue murder in a minute'
Quickly I released her and tried to step back, not easy as her arms were still around me.
"I'm I'm sorry Miss Robinson, are you OK?"
"Shhh"
Rather than stepping away from me stepped closer, her arms slipped around my head, pulling it down, and her lips sort mine. I stood still in shock and surprise as she kissed me, as her tongue brushed over my lips I parted them and felt it slip into my mouth. My arms encircled her body as she pressed against me; our tongues battled together as our hands moved over each other's bodies.
Pulling apart I watched mesmerised as she walked over to the storeroom door, removing the key she closed and locked it from the inside. As she walked back to me I watched mesmerised, as her blouse seemed to fall open of its own accord revealing her bra enclosed breasts to my hungry eyes. As our bodies once more met in a passionate embrace I felt her hand slip between our bodies and brush my trouser enclosed erection. We stepped slowly back until we came to an old table that was partly filled with books.
Lifting her onto it I felt her hands pulling at my shirt, standing I quickly pulled it off. I eased her blouse from her shoulders and kissed her face and neck, before moving lower to her breasts. As I licked and kissed the swelling of her breasts my hands fumbled at her bra.
"Let me"
I looked in awe as she slipped her bra from her body and dropped it to the floor.