Resisting one sexy barely-legal teenage school girl might have been possible.
But resisting two?
They came back to the room, which also served as my office, after class, at 4:00pm. I'd written them up for using their telephones in class, and told them they'd get detention for it.
Valeria was Russian; her family had come to America five years ago. She was tall and slim, with long blond hair, big green eyes, and smooth white skin.
Gabriella was American by birth, but her mother was Venezuelan and her father was from Kenya; she had long curly dark hair, and was shorter than Valeria but more curvaceous. Her skin had a lovely golden cocoa color.
They were both eighteen - they'd be graduating soon - and were two of the hottest girls in class, and they certainly knew it. Not that there were many men around to appreciate them, at this all-female academy.
They both wore their uniforms, in accordance with regulations; plaid skirts - past the knee, of course - and white blouses, with a necktie with the school insignia. And white socks with their plain flat brown shoes.
They came into the room as confident as a couple of lionesses.
"Teacher!" pouted Valeria, sitting on the edge of my desk. "We're so upset that you gave us detention!"
"Well," I said, pushing back in my chair and considering them. "You did something wrong, and you get punished. That's the way the world works."
"But detention! Sitting in the library for two hours after school? It's awful!" complained Gabriella.
"Yeah, we weren't doing anything! Really! I was just sending Gabriella a picture that I made last night. Do you want to see it?"
She put her Iphone on my desk, a picture on the screen; it was a picture of her in pink lace bra and panties, posing on her bed, nibbling on a ballpoint pen.
I looked at it, and then at her. "Really, Valeria. Sexting? You might get two days of detention."
She smiled at me. "Sexting? What sexting! I just wanted to show Gabriella the new underwear that I bought in the city yesterday. It's nice, isn't it? Don't you like it?"
"It's nice," I admitted. "You remember that it's against regulations to wear colored underwear with your white blouse, though, I hope."
She smiled at me then pulled off her necktie, standing in front of my desk. "Oh, I follow the rules, teacher. You want to see?" Valeria deftly opened the first button of her blouse and toyed with the second. "Hmm, sir? Do you want to check, and make sure my bra is the right color?"
Gabriella removed her tie also. "Mine, too sir. Do you want to see mine? We follow the rules!"
"Well," I said, throat dry and my erection already starting to swell. "I don't know, taking off your uniforms, that would definitely be against regulations." I pushed my chair back from my desk to appreciate these two gorgeous young creatures.
Valeria made a pouty noise. "Well I don't have to take it off, I can just open it a little ... " she opened the second button and leaned over, putting her arms on my desk, cupping her breasts between her arms and looking at me with those big green eyes as she displayed the beautiful firm pale cleft of her cleavage.
Gabriella moved closer to Valeria and said, "Don't take all of his time up, you show off! He has to check mine, too!" She opened her blouse even further than Valeria - the second and third buttons - and bent over to show her golden breasts and the white lace bra in which they were held.
"Well, girls ... I uh, I'm not sure we're following regulations here ..." My heart was thudding and I felt light-headed.
Valeria stood up, pulling her blouse closed but not buttoning it. "Oh, regulations! I know, there are so many of them. It's hard to keep from breaking them."
Gabriella also stood up and pointed at Valeria. "In fact, she has on black panties today. I know the school rules don't specifically address the color of our panties, but it kind of suggests that we need to wear white. To match the bras, I mean."
"Well, I think you have freedom, on that issue," I said, feeling myself start to sweat.
Valeria and Gabriella smiled at each other.
"Did you hear that, Val?" Gabriella said. "Your black panties are okay!"
"Anyway," said Valeria, looking me in the eye. "It's not fair, is it? Are there rules about what kind of underwear the teachers have to wear?"
"No," I admitted. "But you're the students, and that's just the way it is ..."
"Well, you're not so much older than us, are you?" asked Gabriella, stepping around the desk and moving closer to me.
"I'm 34," I said.
"But you remember what it was like to be 18," said Valeria, moving around to my other side.
"To be young and full of energy."
"Yeah! Life is so full of ... distractions ... at this age!" said Gabriella.
"Well, anyway, ladies, I told you not to use your phones in class, and you were doing it." I tried to take a stand. "If you think coming in here and flashing your breasts at me is enough to get me to cancel that ... "
They were both standing close to me, on either side of my desk chair, and I could practically feel the body heat coming off of them.
"Oh but sir!" said Valeria. "No, we didn't come here for that!" She stepped backwards.
"No sir!" said Gabriella. "We know we need to be punished. But we were thinking, detention, it's just so boring! And it takes so long. Can't we do something that could be over more quickly?" She moved away also.
"For example?" I asked.
Valeria leaned over my desk again and displayed the cleavage between her beautiful young firm breasts again and the white smooth satin bra that encased them.
"Spanking," said Valeria, finally, batting her huge wet eyes at me, unsmiling.
"You girls know that corporal punishment is not allowed at this academy," I said, weakly.
"Oh, yes sir!" said Valeria. "I know, a big strong man spanking little girls like us? That would be totally inappropriate!"
"Absolutely! Your big hands on our soft little bottoms? It's unthinkable," said Gabriella, mockingly.
The two of them were circling me and my desk like vultures, now.
Finally Valeria came closer to me, leaning down to speak in my ear. "We think we should spank each other."
I just looked at them, and it must have been a stunned look, because they both laughed.
"No, really sir!" said Valeria. "Don't worry, I'll spank her hard!"
"Yeah!" said Gabriella. "I won't have any mercy. I will spank her ass until it's red!"
"We'll do it right here," said Valeria, and leaned over my desk so that I could see her cleavage again and so her ass was right in position for Gabriella to spank.
I tried to speak, knowing I should protest, but knowing that I was never going to.
"You might want to stand up, or move your chair a little, sir, so that you can see ... so that you know that I'm not taking it easy on her."
"I can see fine from here," I said, looking at Valeria's tits. She was just smiling at me - a small, knowing smile.
