My teacher story (A Fan - 11/28) Friday, 28-Nov-97 13:47:25

Since one guy said he'd tell his story but hasnt and another said he'd never tell his story I thought I'd tell some tiny bits of mine.

(As always forgive the typos.. live typing here. These true stories are copyright by me. Mr Rugman has right to use them in any way he wishes as a thanks for running this board! A fan must remain with the stories)

Her name is Pam (ok not really but...).

She is an english teacher.. actually I don't know if she is any more. This was about ten years ago. We have very much lost touch.

Because of some work we were doing I ended up being with her 16 hours a day all summer long at a deserted (for the summer) high school.

She and I became attracted. She being a teacher there and I being a recently former student. I was still learning about my desires. I knew what they were but not that it was okay to express them.

Often while she was working at the machine (I wont say what type it was because it could clue in anyone who cared to find out who she is and I wouldnt want to do that to her) I would massage her shoulders. She would usually do the same but not as often because we found I couldn't work when she was doing it. ;-)

After a while I got up the nerve to ask her to walk on my back. She walked on me barefoot and in her Liz Clairborn red flats. She once was a dancer and still had very high arches. It was wonderfull to have her stand sideways on my back. Her foot felt as if it wrapped across my body.

Once after a session (work not sex..sad sigh inserted here) I noticed a daddy long legs spider walking across the floor. I was amazed that it had survived the coming and going of so many people and equipment. I squated down near it and just watched it walk. I don't like bugs and such but I did like daddy long legs. She must have seen me squating there and came over to investigate. I told her how surprised I was that it had survived and how I thought they were neat spiders.

She stepped down on it and ground her foot back and forth once. She stepped away and it was mostly gone. Just bits of dead bug. (By the way I know spiders arnt bugs.. still eh?)

She looked smug. Thinking back on that I wish I'd laid down and told her to see if she could do the same to me!

Another time I kissed her feet. Finally confessing that I wanted to. It was during the school year. I was back for a visit and stopped by. Class was about to start so we hid for a moment in her office. I massaged her feet and told her my desire. She took her shoe off and I deeply kissed her big toe. The act was wonderful. The scent wasnt. I'm one of those guys that loves and adores feet but hate the smell of them. Bad combination, I know.

IT never got to be much more than that. I think now that it could have. I think I could have polished every pair of her shoes with my tongue if I'd wanted. I really did want too. If only to have asked.

One other missed opprotunity:

Another teacher with same name so I'll call her Pam also. She mentioned one day in class that she was looking for someone to kiss her feet. I always said after the Darlene incident (real name!) that I would never pass another opprotunity up.

Darlene was a goddess. Some 12 or 13 years later I still think about her. Sexy shoes, sexy feet, sexy body, sexy face. Long dark hair. Voice that you'd die to hear.

We had gym class together. More accuratlly I had it right behind her. At the beginning of class we had to do a quick workout. My favorite was pushups. (I hate pushups but there was an incentive) Darlene was right in front of me doing her pushups. No wimp girl pushups either full blown red blooded male pushups. I go to stare at the bottoms of her shoes and straight up her shorts. -Life- -was- -good- !

Stupid me commented on that and eventually she decided that she would face me as she did her pushups. We were about a foot apart eyes locked with each thrust up and down (can you imagine!).

I had a look on my face that drove her crazy. The cat that ate the canary look. She didnt like my smugness. She'd try to torment me whenever possible but it was all in good fun.

Once she said in class during a break that was looking for a guy to kiss her feet. She was wearing a sexy pair of white plastic shoes that were all the rage at the time.

I wish that after class I had met up with her and offered. I'd likely be married to her now!! (or at least her slave.)

I found out later she was a "true nympho." A semi-friend of mine had gone to beach week with her, only to come back to the room and find her having sex (willingly) with about 8 guys.

But still I said I'd never let another opprotunity like that be passed up again.

Pam asked. By chance I ended up at her house to help her make a spreadsheet that would figure out our class grades. On the way their I found out her husband had just filed for divore.

As I worked alone in her bed room I stole a kiss from one of her shoes. She invited me to dinner.

I turned her down because I didn't like what she was making! (I can hear people screaming IDIOT right now.) Whats worse!? I KNEW that she liked me! I knew she was INTERESTED in me!

I could have had it all!! (I was also seeing someone and being faithfull but thats thin comfort as we broke up not long after that. But the person I was seeing introduced me to all things sexual and fetish.. boy did I learn alot.)

Still in the end the moral of the story is: Avoid missing opprotunities! :-)

My only redemption? I've made up for lost time!

Well thats it.. till I get my video digitzed for those stills and the next story. Hope you liked it. As always please leave a comment.

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