"Well, Mr. Johnson, you seem to be having a great deal of difficulty in learning about the different organs of the human body and how they function. Why do you suppose that is?"
"I don't know, Miss Brown. I can never seem to keep all the body parts straight in my head. There are just so many of them and they do so many different things it's hard to keep them straight."
As Brian Johnson looked at Carolyn Brown, he thought about a body part of his that was hard and straight and that he would love to get into her. She had long dark hair that flowed over her shoulders and a pretty, smiling face with soft, generous features, but what he noticed the most were her big breasts. The anatomy teacher was wearing what was practically a uniform among her female associates in that high school, a dark skirt and white blouse, but the way her luscious breasts were spilling out over the top was not even close to the usual way such attire was worn.
It was strange too because, although her clothing was the same as it had been during the class he had with her that morning, she seemed to look different during their after-school session than she had then. Her hair looked different too. He couldn't think of any time he's ever seen her when it wasn't pinned back, but she certainly looked better than she had earlier. I guess she just likes to relax at the end of the day, just like anybody else, he surmised.
Until he enrolled in the class, Brian hadn't even known what it was about. He had looked over the description in the course catalog, which described it as a combination of anatomy and physiology. Not knowing what either of those words meant, he read further and learned the class involved learning about the human body and how it operates. He decided it would be a cinch for him to pass. Being tall and good looking and popular with girls, he thought he already knew a lot about how the human body works, especially the way his own body worked in conjunction with the bodies of those girls.
However, he was dismayed when, after the class started, he discovered it was all about things he had never even heard about. If he had read a little further or asked some questions, he would have learned the class was intended for students who hoped to go on to pre-med at college after graduation, which he had no thought of doing. Almost immediately, he fell behind and had not been able to catch up.
Carolyn Brown was familiar with students like Brian, and she had her own way of helping them through her class. She liked tall, good-looking young men as much as any girl or woman does and, at 38 years old, she was at the peak of her sexual desires. Being unmarried and very attractive, she was able to satisfy those desires with her choice of partners, and the students in the high school where she taught made up the biggest part of them. Before putting any moves on anybody, she always verified his age as being at least 18 years old, and she had done so with Brian, so there was nothing preventing her from enjoying him sexually after school that day. She was assuming, safely, he would be more than willing, because none of the young men she had targeted as sex partners had ever been even the least bit averse to her ample charms.
Knowing Brian would be coming to see her in the classroom after school ended for the day, Carolyn had made the necessary preparations. She had cleaned off her desk so the top was empty except for a large purse on one end. The shade on the window that looked out into the hall was pulled all the way down and, when he entered and closed the door behind himself, it had locked the way she had set it to. Nobody could see into the class room and nobody could enter without a key until she or the student opened the door from the inside. More important, to avoid delays and any kind of fumbling, she had removed her bra and panties and shoes and stockings.
"Well, Mr. Johnson, I know you're not stupid. I believe what you need to help you learn more about human bodily functions is a practical demonstration. Come up here and lie on your back on top of the desk."
"Lay on the desk? Will that help me remember?"
"It's 'lie' on the desk and, yes, I guarantee it will help."
Curious but somewhat reluctantly, Brian got off his chair and, as Miss Brown watched, lay on top of her desk. He noticed her breasts seemed more visible than they had a few minutes earlier, and realized most of the buttons of her blouse were not fastened. Puzzled but willing to learn, he stretched out on top of the desk and rested his head on the purse she slid into place for him.
Carolyn smiled at the way things were working out and stood up next to where she could see a bulge in his pants. "I'll start with a demonstration of this," she said, reaching out to lightly take hold of the cock that was growing bigger and harder inside his pants. "But first, I need to get more comfortable."
Hardly believing what was happening, Brian gawked at the anatomy teacher. Having her hand squeeze his cock had been one of the greatest surprises in his life, but another was happening before his eyes. Miss Brown was unfastening the rest of the buttons on her blouse and, when she was done, she pulled it off and hung it on the back of her chair. She had not been wearing a bra, although he was sure she had been before, and her big breasts swayed enticingly when she moved closer and leaned over his crotch.
This time she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his blue jeans and started to pull them down. Reflexively, he raised his ass from the surface of the desk, and she pulled his pants to mid-thigh. His jockey shorts were treated the same way and, when she was done with that part of the demonstration, her hand was lightly holding his cock, which was about as hard as he could remember it ever being.
Her hand was well-filled, but that wasn't what the eager woman had on her mind. "I'm sure you know the function of this," she said. "But watch how well it fits together with the parts of a woman's body."