I’m 23 years old and recently graduated college with a teaching degree. I was happy to find that a job was available in my own hometown and I began teaching high school biology.
I was reminded on my first day back at the old school just how hot the girls were. Now it wasn’t long since I graduated myself and all my friends from other schools used to say it was just something in the water. About 9 out of 10 girls in my school were drop dead gorgeous, and I found out it’s still true.
Being fully aware of my job at stake I studiously avoided looking when a shapely young lady would offer enticing views of her ass or legs. It became a sort of sport with a group of the popular girls, they would dress sexy and try to outdo each other on who could give the cute teacher the best views seemingly by accident. After my class they would giggle together in the hall and compare notes to see who got the best reaction.
I’m not made of stone and after awhile these cute little honeys began to have the desired effect on me. After class I would have to run into my little room in the back, lock the door and soothe my stiff cock.
After the first time the girls noticed my erection their games got bolder, some would look me right in the eyes and lick their lips as they spread their legs in the front row and gave me the full view.
Making it worse for me to keep my fantasies in check was how well I know this school. Having just graduated a few years earlier I still knew many students who were brothers or sisters of people from my class and I was well connected with the gossip mill.
Something else hadn’t changed since my days in this school, the girls loved sex. Everyone hears wild stories, but I’m telling you the girls from my school started experimenting sexually around freshman year and by junior year they could outperform most of the starlets who get their starts in porn.
My willpower still might have stood up long enough to get through the school year, or for the girls to tire of their game if not for one thing. The long-time girls’ softball coach retired.
The school board couldn’t afford to hire a new coach, and since I had played some college baseball I was offered the job. The only other option was to cancel the softball team.
The next day after the meeting school went pretty much as normal with a bevy of sexy little minxes teasing me. My last class of the day I had a particularly attractive cutie named Jesse sitting in the front row.
Jesse was about 5’8” tall with blue eyes and wavy strawberry blonde hair which reached about to her shoulders. Today her C-cup breasts were barely contained within her white halter top and a tight black skirt seemed painted onto her thighs.
Strangely Jesse didn’t play any games with me this day, but she did watch me intently with a thoughtful expression on her face.
After class I quickly ducked into my back room as usual when I’ve looked at too many hot bods. I leaned my back against a bookshelf, unzipped my pants and took my cock in hand. I slowly stroked it thinking thoughts that could get me fired.
Just then the door quietly opened and Jesse stepped in. I panicked and jumped up straight, uselessly trying to hide my rampant boner while Jesse just leaned against the door and smiled.
“Gee Mr. J aren’t you happy to see me?” she asked smugly
“How did you get in here? I locked the door”
“Oh, that? I taped down the latch so it wouldn’t stick. I wanted to see what you do here after class, and I am seeing it aren’t I?” Jesse said, still smiling
“What do you want Jesse?” I asked her tucking my cock into my pants
