Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. POLKA DOT STARTER BRA Mg Ped Some ladies, some preteen ladies just develop in certain ways more than others. Sally Brown was one such lady preteen. Having recently turned 11 years of age Sally Brown was more than proud of her pokies. While the other girls were only developing puffies in their halter bras, something Sally Brown had developed when she had only just turned 9, and in fact they were clearly visible when she was 8, Sally Brown had pokies and liked people to know it. She particularly liked men to know it and Sally Brown always favoured the thinner t-shirts and blouses, even in the colder season. Her mother had insisted that Sally should start to wear proper bras a few months before her 11th birthday. "You need a real A-Cup Starter Bra now Sally," her mother had said looking disapprovingly at the extremely visible outlines of her daughter's thrusting sharp young bosoms. It's quite possible her mother was a little jealous, she had seen the admiring glances her daughter received from men old enough to be her father and sometimes, grand father. "You're becoming a young lady now and you're starting your new middle school in a few days." "Well ladies don't wear starter bras, do they," Sally Brown pouted at her mother? She might have looked sexually alluring but she was still only just 11. "Yes well you can't go round looking like that," her mother said. "Like what mummy," Sally Brown could play the part if she wanted. A compromise was finally agreed. Sally Brown quite liked the black and white polka dot bra in the shop and her mother didn't think it through properly. On the first day of school for the new year Sally discarded the new crisp white blouse her mother had put out for her and instead selected an older one, a smaller tighter one. Sally deliberately delayed departure knowing full well her mother would be in too much of a rush to make her change. It worked a treat. All the boys gave her admiring glances when she walked through her new school and she quite aware of the effects she had on nearly all of the men she passed by, the teachers. Sally's small bosoms were very noticeable in their new cases, the black and white clearly visible through her tight off-white blouse. A girl had to use her assets, she thought to her self. She's read that in her mother's lady magazines. Sally couldn't ignore the fact that she was fat, but at the same time she knew that her bosoms, her pokies deflected attention from that aspect of her form. It was to her form teacher, Mr. Jacobs, that this duty of school rules fell. Sally Brown was told to stay behind at break time on that first morning. She was invited into Mr. Jacob's small office which was attached to his form room. Later, after break, the announcement was made that Sally Brown had been selected as the class monitor for this first term. However, there was something else that had happened during that brief encounter between the lady and gentleman, Sally and Mr. Jacobs. "Uhm, well now Sally, uhm thank you for staying behind, I won't keep you too long. I was wondering if I might trust you by appointing you as class monitor this term?" "Oh yes please Sir," Sally had responded and responded eagerly by thrusting her chest forwards. "Good, well I'm pleased with your enthusiasm Sally, very pleased," Mr Jacobs had replied with his eyes firmly placed on Sally's bosoms. Mr. Jacobs found his job to be both exhilarating and frustrating. He was a good teacher and a committed pedofile. "You'll assist me in administering the class and this means of course the school rules, do you understand Sally?" "Yes Sir," Sally replied. She was quite aware that Mr. Jacobs liked her pokies. "And you'll need to set an example to the other students, do you understand?" "Of course Sir," Sally jutted again. Mr Jacobs could hardly keep his eyes off her. "So uhm, well now, there's a little problem Sally, a little problem we need....." ".....what problem Sir.............." "..........it concerns the school rules on clothing Sally, uhm, how can I uhm, yes well your uhm, your.....well to put it simply Miss Brown, your not wearing regulation school clothing are you?" "Yes I am Sir, I'm wearing the same uniform as all the other girls are," Sally sweetly replied. "Mmmmm, well not quite Miss Brown, not where your undergarments are concnered." "I didn't know there were any school rules about knickers Sir, I know I'm wearing a thong but I didn't know......................" "...............no I'm not talking about that part of your underwear, I was referring to you uhm................." "My brassiere Sir............" "Yes Miss Brown, precisely.......uhm well, mmmmm, that should be white, shouldn't it, mmmmmmm?" "Oh I didn't know that Sir, why can you see it," Sally said innocently looking down at herself? "Uhm, well uhm, mmmmm, well, yes just a touch," Mr Jacobs said, "you'll have to remove it." "I'm sorry Sir, I didn't know," said Sally and she quickly raised her hands to the top of her blouse. "Uhm what are you doing Miss Brown?" "Taking it off Sir," said Sally as she undid the top three buttons, "I don't want to get in trouble and especially not if I'm going to be the monitor." She was well over half way down the buttons now. "Oh well you don't need to take it off....................." "..........it's alright Sir, I'll just take it............." "..................No, no please not here, not now, please no, no......." "........but I'll get in trouble Sir," Sally said to him, her blouse all but undone apart from the bottom two buttons, allowing Mr Jacobs to stare at her polka dot bra encased prepubescent form, "I can take it off now." She was just placing her fingers on the front clasp to undo her bosom cups. "No please, not here, not now................." "When then Sir," Sally asked innocently, "when would you prefer me to remove my bra?" "Well you can't take it off here," Mr Jacobs replied, "people would notice that you didn't have it on when you left my office." "Yes I know Sir," said Sally as she unclipped her front cups. Sally sat there in front of him, her arms and hands spread out as was her blouse and her bra. Mr Jacobs just sat there, mouth open, staring at her lovely preteen pokies. "Uhm, mmm.............." Mr Jacobs was finding it difficult to put a sentence together. "Should I take it of and leave it with you Sir or should I put it away in my school bag or in my desk," Sally asked?. "No, no I think it might be better if you put it back on again," said Mr Jacobs. "But you said I was to take it off Sir," said Sally shuffling her blouse off over her shoulders and pulling her arms out of it's sleeves. "Oh my......no, no, it's ok, you can, oh my, mmmmmmmmmm," Jacobs sprang up from his chair knocking it over and then took a pace back, "no please can you....." Sally also stood up, well it was the polite thing to do when the teacher stood. Her polka dot bra hung loose from her shoulders, her young preteen pokies pointing straight at Mr Jacobs and Sally's eyes fell on his crotch. "You've got a nice hardy Sir," she said smiling. It was true. Mr Jacobs had an erection, it was quite easy to tell in those fashionable tight trousers. The outline of his erect penis, not particularly big by any means, was clearly visible. "Have I," Mr Jacobs whimpered? "Yes Sir," said Sally smiling at him, "so you saw my polka dot bra through my blouse and now I can see your cock through your trousers Sir." "Yes Miss Brown," replied Mr Jacobs. "So now that I've showed you my pokies Sir, I think you should show me your cock?" "Yes Miss Brown," replied Mr Jacobs as he undid his trousers and then produced his small wet ended erect Penis. BASED ON A TRUE STORY AS TOLD TO ME BY A FORMER GIRL FRIEND - A STORY SHE TOLD ME OCCURRED WHEN SHE WAS 11 YEARS OF AGE AND WHICH WAS THE START OF A SHORT LIVED CONSENSUAL BUT NEVERTHELESS ILLEGAL SEXUAL RELATIONSHIP SHE HAD WITH HER TEACHER. alleypussy@yahoo.comPOLKA DOT STARTER BRA Mg Ped