Sabrina entered her senior year, active on the cheer squad, and pursuing her dance studies at the studio with a passion.  Jim Helms had noticed her off and on throughout her junior year, but the petite girl never really seemed to appeal to him.  But once he got a look at her in the new cheer uniform, he caught fire.

If the pep rally got him erect, the football game drove him insane.  The girls had a lot more room on the sidelines to do their routines, and they did them with a relish.  Every lift by the guys showed a lot of panty.  And Jim couldn't be sure, but he was pretty certain that top-heavy Sabrina had popped twice.

As for Sabrina, she had popped out twice.  The top designed for a petite girl was meant for a B-cup.  Sabrina was C-cup.

Jim Helms did not rush right in and try to score.  He took his time, using his natural charm.  He would talk to the girl, smile and say hello, and sometimes have a brief chat with Sabrina in the hall.  He was always pleasant, and always cautious.  His belief that Sabrina was a virgin was working in his favor.  Sabrina began to appreciate his charm and style.  She had been with an older man, and she new just how far an older man's style would go.  She didn't exactly lead Jim on, but she didn't discourage him either.

After the fourth game, which was away, the bus arrived late at the high school.  Sabrina stood alone, waiting for a ride.  When none was offered, she began the walk home.  Jim had gone to the game and had followed the bus back, hoping to get a chance to talk with Sabrina.  When he saw her walking home alone, he thanked his lucky stars.  This was too good to be true.  He pulled his car alongside of the girl, rolled down the window, and offered her a lift.  Sabrina accepted.

As the girl swung into the passenger seat, Jim got a good view of her panties.  The skirt had gone very high as she sat.  Things were just as he had thought.  The girls did not wear tites under their skirts; they wore a heavy panty.  But it was a panty just the same.  Sabrina sat with her legs together and pulled the skirt down, but Jim had a lovely glimpse of thigh.  He was enjoying the eye candy.  

The two made the fairly quick drive to Sabrina's home.  Jim was a bit surprised to see a darkened house when he arrived.  Sabrina explained that her parents were away for the weekend.  Jim was a bit shocked that they left the girl home alone and didn't bother to come to the games.  Sabrina enlightened him that her parents didn't care for sports, but they were very supportive of her dance activities.  Jim nodded, and she invited him in for a cup of tea or coffee.

Jim followed Sabrina into the house where she put on a kettle and prepared to make some tea.  She asked him, knowing that he was a big sports fan (Jim had played college football) if he wanted to check out late night ESPN.  Jim said yes, and Sabrina led him into the den where she turned on the TV.  Everything in this house, thought Jim, screamed money.  But the girl seemed very down to earth.  He sat on the sofa and watched the late night college game.

Sabrina made the tea and brought in the two steaming cups on a tray, setting it in front of Jim on the coffee table.  She then sat on the floor, hugging her knees to her chest and giving Jim an eyeful of leg, and the two began to converse.

"Sabrina," asked Jim, taking long looks at the backs of her thighs, "would you mind moving?  I can't really see the game with you sitting that way."

"Okay," she said.  She stood up, grabbed her tea, and sat on the sofa next to the teacher.  She did not sit close, but at a proper distance.  She crossed her right leg over her left.  Jim could not stop looking at her legs, and he noticed the jiggling of her breasts as she walked.

"I never really understood football at all," said Sabrina.  "I enjoy the game, but sometimes it just seems to violent."

"It's the most complex of team sports," offered Jim.  "Tell me, if you don't like it, why do you cheer?"

"I like the dance and the simple gymnastics," said Sabrina.  "You know that I dance at the studio in town.  I am thinking of studying it after high school.  I'm too short to be a line dancer, but I could choreograph or work a topless line in a club somewhere.  I don't mean a strip joint, but a Vegas-style show. More tea?"

Sabrina had mentioned the topless part in a very offhanded manner, almost as if she were discussing a new pair of shoes.  Jim said yes to the tea, and watched the skirt sway from side-to-side as she went back to the kitchen.  In a few minutes, she was back with the tea and had some rolls and jam on the tray as well.  She took her seat on the sofa, in the same position, this time sitting a little closer to her teacher.

The two continued to talk about dance and cheer.  Jim leaned over to get a roll, smeared it with jam, and as he leaned back he placed his hand on her right knee.  He was going to remove it, but Sabrina merely smiled and turned to face him.  She made no effort to remove the hand.  Nor did she ask him to remove it.  Jim at the roll with one hand and gently explored her knee with the other.

When he finished the roll, he removed his hand from her knee and grabbed his mug of tea.  Sabrina was holding her mug in both hands and slowly sipping the hot beverage.  Jim sipped his tea, commented on the intricacies of football, and placed his hand back on her knee.  This time he slid it about three-quarters of the way up her thigh before putting it back on her knee.  She merely smiled.

This was a lot more than Jim expected.  He figured he would have a cup of tea with the girl and be on his way.  He never expected to be able to touch her.  He continued to explain football as the two of them sipped their tea, occasionally moving his hand up her thigh and back, and watched her smile and nod.  He thought he detected a few quivers of the legs.

Sabrina and Jim finished the cups of tea at the same time.  Sabrina took his mug and leaned forward, setting both mugs on the tray.  When she sat back up, she placed her right elbow on the back of the sofa, resting her head on her hand.  She did not cross her legs.  She turned fully toward Jim, smiled, and kept her legs open.  She knew what she wanted.

Jim, for his part, was ecstatic.  He had a great view of leg and panty, and he really hadn't expected this to happen tonight.  He put his hand back on her leg, gently tickling her thigh with his fingertips, and continued to discuss football.  His hand would drift further and further up her thigh with each stroke.  

As Jim kept stroking, he noticed her eyes had closed.  He also noticed that Sabrina was still smiling.  He let his hand run all the way up to the top of her thigh, and then ran a finger over her mound.  The girl gave an audible gasp and shivered.

Jim Helms wasted no time.  He kissed the girl, and began rubbing her mound with his hand.  The girl moaned.  Within a few minutes, he had her completely out of the cheer outfit and was nibbling on her breasts.  His one hand was exploring in between her legs.  Sabrina was trembling like a leaf.

Jim quickly brought the girl to an orgasm with his fingers.  Then he laid her on the floor, put his head between her legs, and began to tease with his tongue.  He was surprised that the girl was still responsive.  Indeed, Sabrina was capable of multiples.  While he ate, he unzipped his trousers, lowered them, lowered his shorts, took his erection in hand, and prepared to mount the girl.

Sabrina stopped him for a moment.  She slipped a pillow under her hips, and then embraced him.  With her right hand, she firmly grasped his penis and rubbed the tip over her mound for a few minutes.  And then she expertly guided Jim inside of her.

Jim knew now that Sabrina was not virgin, and had had a lot of experience.  The shy and innocent was probably an act to keep the boys away.  This girl knew what she wanted.  He let her guide him inside, and then he held it there.  In a few minutes, he would begin moving.

Sabrina clung to Jim with both her arms and her legs, holding him securely inside of her vagina.  When he began to move, she moved in time with him.  In a few minutes, her thighs quivered violently as she had her second orgasm.  Jim continued with his slow and steady fuck as long as he could, then shoved his penis all of the way inside her and climaxed.  He held it inside of her until he lost his erection.

The two cuddled as the heat subsided.  After a few, Sabrina kissed Jim and stood up.  She began to put on her cheerleading costume.

"Why are you getting dressed?" asked Jim.

"Because, love, it would not look good to be seen walking you to your car naked, or even in a bathrobe," giggled Sabrina.  "You stopped by for tea.  It needs to look that way."

Jim agreed, and fixed his trousers.  The two talked for a bit.  They would decide where and when to have future encounters.  As she was a student and he her teacher, discretion must be observed at all times.  It was decided that email was the best way to do things.  Jim said good night, got into his car, and drove home.  He knew that this would be great.

The pair met discreetly throughout the school year, Jim always surprised at just how skilled Sabrina was.  He also liked the fact that he could make her climax quickly, and she always had multiples.  She was quite the little hotty.

Sabrina, for her part, kept Jim interested.  It really didn't take very much.  She bought some very tight leotards for dance, and, on occasion, would wear one and dance for him in his house.  Sometimes all she wore was a thong.  She also would take him orally, and could make him gasp with pleasure.  This usually resulted in Sabrina getting a good, hard and fast fuck later on.

On occasion, she would tease him.  As she sat at the front of the room during his class, she would give him a panty shot.  She knew he loved it.

The affair went on until Sabrina left for dance school in the fall.  No one found out, although several of Sabrina's girlfriends suspected.  Once Sabrina entered dance school, both her and Jim's life would take different turns.
