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History Class
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History Class
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Fridays, the lecturer showed slides in the darkened hall. The first Friday, this so reminded Jerry of the movie theaters back home that he slid his arm around her shoulders. "I should have brought popcorn," he whispered in her ear. Then, while she tried to stifle her giggles, he kissed that ear. They started to meet for lunch on days when their schedules didn't conflict. Soon they were having real dates, but their after-date petting somehow didn't feel as exciting as their semi-public gropes on Friday afternoon. In the dim hall, each tried to keep absolute silence while teasing the other into speaking. When Jerry stroked the outside of her panties, Erin writhed; but she writhed silently. On the first day of warm weather, she took her panties off in the ladies' room before class. Jerry's gasp when he reached that point was almost audible. Having come prepared, she had a handkerchief clenched between her teeth before her climax hit her; she made less sound than Jerry had. The next Friday, Erin reciprocated. She unzipped Jerry in the dark. She had brought another handkerchief, but the absence of the only other student who ever sat that high on Fridays increased her daring. When Jerry had slumped as far down in his seat as his knees would allow, she bent over and kissed the top of his manhood. This time, Jerry couldn't restrain himself. He groaned when he came. The lecturer, taking the groan for pain, turned on the lights. The entire class saw the two lovers. Barely escaping expulsion, they flunked the class immediately. This didn't change the grade that Jerry would have received; he had been paying no attention to the lectures. Erin, however, had been keeping her grades up by reading the book. So Erin went down in history as the first student who went down in history because she went down in history. |
The End History Class Uther Pendragon 1999/11/10 2002/04/19 2004/04/30 For another brief story of a brief affair, see: "Conjugation" This story is indexed in both the subdirectories: Young Love and Games The directory to all my stories can be found at: Index to Uther Pendragon's Website |