Kristen had been one of the first girls of her age to develop and at first it had bothered her when she heard the boys teasing her about her breasts and being immature about it. Now that she was a senior in high school she appreciated her mature body found that most boys would rather try and get a look at it than make fun of it these days. She particularly received a lot of attention from older men. She loved it; she would tease them and when they gave her attention it made her feel sexy. There were rumors over the years that she'd lost her virginity very young but little did they all know that her hymen was still very much in tact. At 17, she was one of the few virgins left among her circle of friends. The high school boys that she dated all wanted to get a piece of her but she hadn't felt that any of them were worthy. She had her eyes on an older man; her geometry teacher.
Ben Reed was a handsome, 35 year old softball coach and geometry teacher at the high school. He had never crossed the line with a student before and had never even been tempted. Girls in his class often had a crush on him and he would find it amusing but never looked at them the same way they saw him. That was until this year when he had a sexy little senior in his class named Kristen. She was beautiful; dazzling green eyes offset by hair so black it almost looked purple in the right light. Her figure was outstanding; she was a tiny girl at only 5'2" weighing no more than 115 lbs. She wasn't a showoff about her body, not wearing trampy clothes like some of her peers but he knew that her breasts were incredible. They would often stretch the material of her t-shirts and draw his eye right to them. Her legs were toned and tanned as was the rest of her body, but not that obnoxious orange tan that some females were sporting. She looked like a girl who spent a bit of time in the sun and had a healthy glow to prove it. He resisted every urge to come onto her because she was a student and she was under age. But he still delighted in looking at her in his classroom.
Kristen knew that Mr. Reed had noticed her finally. She'd had a crush on him the entire year but she knew that he wasn't looking to fall for one of his students. He loved his job too much, mainly the coaching but that meant he had to teach too and she knew he wouldn't risk his job. Still though, she had made it her mission to get his attention and give it a try anyway. Once she knew he'd taken notice of her in a sexual way she formed a plan. Her geometry class was the last of the day and she waited until the other students filed out. She began to whimper and move in her chair a bit acting irritated by something. Mr. Reed turned to look at her with concern, "What's wrong Kristen?"
"The screw on the chair, I think it cut me. It hurts but I'm afraid to look." She sounded so sincere and he looked concerned.
"Come up here and I'll take a look, I may have a band aid in my first aid kit here too." He pulled open his drawer and brought the small white box out. Kristen got up and walked to his desk, she took it upon herself to sit on top of his desk while holding her hand against her upper thigh where the screw would have caught her. "Where is it, Kristen?"
She pulled her skirt up slowly on one side, keeping her charade going she did it carefully and pretended to try and hide her panties. "My thigh, up here." She pointed to the general area and turned her head away pretending she couldn't look. He ran his hand over the area very gently, very caring and then he frowned.
"I don't see anything Kristen, it doesn't look like it left a mark. Does it hurt when I touch here?" He ran his hand down her thigh again and shook her head.
"No, that feels nice. You have soft hands for a man." She looked him, eyes shining with innocence. Her knees parted and he could see the little pink cotton material of her panties. He blinked his eyes a few times and pulled his hand away.
