"And what should I call you? Mr. Substitute? That's not very personal!" As she spoke those words, her voice lilted into a giggle... Brian stumbled over his reply, "Uh, my name is Br- I mean Mr. Smith. Mr. Smith. I'll see you last bell then, Sarah… Take care." She completely understood what his thoughts were, so she spun around and walked off down the hall, her beautiful hair bouncing with her step, as her skirt lifted ever so slightly to allow even more of her legs to be viewed. Then she dropped a pen, and bent over – not bending her knees – to retrieve it. Brian almost gasped when he realized what he was seeing – one of the most amazing, perfect asses ever, he was certain – totally uncovered except for a slight white piece of fabric that disappeared into her ass crack… What a girl, what an ass, what a thong… What Brian would like to have her do to him, and what he'd do to her…
The day went by pretty slowly. His first 4 classes were dull, he spent most of the time explaining why he was there, and how their real teacher was having surgery and wouldn't be back for a while… By the time he'd finished that explanation, the class was over and he would have a moment of reprieve. Mostly he spent his free time thinking about Sarah… Damn he couldn't get her off of his mind… So young – just eighteen – with tight ass and tits that probably hadn't been touched by many, if any, hands… And he couldn't help but wonder what her pussy looked like… Ah he HAD to stop. He was her TEACHER.
At lunch, he sat with the other members of the faculty, although his eyes kept stealing away to seek for signs of the hot girl he'd met that morning. Finally, at the end of the period, he found her – standing in the corner of the cafeteria with a girlfriend, both sipping cola from straws, and shooting glances occasionally at the faculty table. At him, he realized. Damn… Then Sarah noticed that he was looking straight at her – and, in response to his gaze, waved lightly to him, and pointed to her friend, signaling that she, too, was in the last bell class. Brian struggled not to wave back or smile… And so, instead, focused on Sarah's friend. She was wearing her uniform similar to the way in which Sarah was wearing hers, except her tits were markedly bigger and looked as though they were going to burst out of her shirt. Due to the size of her tits, she was wearing a bra, but Brian, even from across the room, could recognize the roughness that the lace of her bra caused in an otherwise smooth shirt. Her cleavage, though was pouring out of her shirt, and her skirt looked even shorter than Sarah's, since her ass was curvier. Her hair was brown, but she had this exotic look, and the flowing of her long dark locks over her fair skin and white shirt had an amazing effect. Brian couldn't wait until lunch was over and he could head to his classroom for the last bell.
