6 Steve
"Yes Brad, you can totally do it" Mrs Johnson said. Wait what??!!!
I was really confused. Why was I with Mrs Johnson and why was she putting on those really short blue shorts and that tank top. And what was she saying I can totally do??!
"Excuse me Mrs Johnson but what do you mean by what you just said"
"Don't play coy with me, you wanted to touch my boobs and I'm now giving you permission, not that you need it you naughty boy"
I could feel my soldier grow rock solid with blood pumping to it at the highest of pressures. This is so unreal. I am besides myself with joy knowing I can finally have her so I move closer and remove the annoying top blocking my view.
" Wow Mrs Johnson are you sure this is okay" I ask as I stare at her huge jugs that are barely covered by her black bra. Oooh she was gorgeous. I moved forward to undo her bra so that I could have a better view of the twins on her chest but just as I was about to remove it, something buzzed.
The buzz interrupted my best experience of all time. WHY???! I almost wept. To make matters worse it was followed by screams from my mom, "Brad get ready for school"
This is the first time I actually considered feigning sickness just so I could continue in my lewd fantasies.
I dragged my sorry self into the bathroom for a quick shower while chanting to myself
she's your teacher
she's your teacher
SHE'S YOUR TEACHER
SHE'S YOUR TEACHER
SHE'S YOUR TEACHER
I can tell you with absolute clarity that these chants did not do anything for me. It is even possible they made my condition worse!!!
I finished my quick shower and dressed up as fast as I could while desperately trying to hide my annoying erection and as such chose to wear some tight boxers, totally unhealthy.
Went downstairs for breakfast and tried to act as normal as I possibly could. Found my dad reading the paper and mom making pan cakes
"That smells amazing mom, can I have my breakfast packed?" I asked with the most almost genuine smile I could force.
"Okay darling." She agreed and packed my breakfast into a paper back which she handed to me with a peck.
"Blessed day darling. Don't worry so much about tests and just do your best"
"Thanks mom. See you guys later" I said as I raced out as fast as my legs could carry me onto my scooter with which I raced to school.
I got to school earlier than usual and ran to Steve. Now Steve was the go to guy for any one who needed anything. You want weed, go to Steve, want answers to a test before its out, Steve, want to get revenge on someone, Steve was your guy. Steve was like a small god who could get you anything you needed when you needed it. I found him in his usual hang out near the closed off toilets. I think he hang out there constantly so as to make himself available when he was needed.
I looked around trembling as I approached him. I did not want anyone I knew knowing that Steve could have any thing I needed because to be honest the guy was terrible news. I got to him and asked, "So how does this normally work"
