Mr. David was in his second year of teaching Band and things were not going well. The previous band teacher had been very old, and band in High School was never really the cool thing to do, so he was having a really hard time getting kids to be in his Marching Band. He had brought in outside help in the form of one of his friends from a marching band corps, but still things were not going well.
The one bright spot in his otherwise dreary world was Melinda. She was a Senior this year, and she was one of those early birthdays who turned 18 in September. Melinda was gorgeous. She was a Student Body Officer, could have been a cheerleader except that she had decided to be in the marching band instead, and was the kind of girl who turned heads everywhere she went. All summer long, Mr. David had watched her in her short shorts and her cropped shirts as the band practiced long hours in the heat and the sun. When others would complain, she would work tirelessly. Some days the sweat would soak her t-shirt through and you could see her large nipples through the material of her shirts. On those days she would pour water from the fountain on herself and her short shorts would also become transparent, allowing you to see the outline of her trimmed snatch. After that, the guys in the band would not get any work done. All the blood would rush to their cocks.
Melinda dated her way through the drum line that summer, and rumor was that she gave great head. She refused to have one boyfriend, though, because she hated to be tied down to just one man. Mr. David would watch her as she teased the boys in his class and he lusted after her, but he knew she was off limits to him. After all, she was a student.
He frequently fantasized about her, however, and there were many nights when she spent the night in his arms in his dreams.
Melinda was always on time to rehearsals and performances. While Mr. David would have to distribute punishments to other students, Melinda never required one, until one evening when they were to march in a game and she showed up incredibly late. She did not even show up in time to play in the Pep Band. Mr. David had to go back to the school with her to unlock the uniform room so she could dress for the halftime show. Since she had a key place in the formations and a solo it was very important that she be there, and Mr. David was incensed that she would be as late as she was.
"Melinda, you will come back to the room after the performance and assist me in cleaning up and putting away the uniforms. You will not leave until it is done. Do you understand?" He asked as he almost ran to the band room.
"Yes, Mr. David, but-"
"No buts. It is either this or I will dock you a full grade for missing the pep band," he replied.
They reached the band room, which, as usual was an absolute mess. He unlocked the uniform closet and Melinda immediately threw off her shirt, revealing her beautiful breasts, barely encased in a sports bra. She had a very large chest, especially compared to her petite body. Her long brown hair hung around her face and chest wildly, adding to the image. She then stepped out of her pants, showing her white boy shorts leaving half of her ass cheeks hanging out. Mr. David had a sudden urge to bite one of those creamy ass cheeks, and his cock stirred to life in his pants at the thought.
Melinda quickly stepped into her uniform pants and asked Mr. David to help her with the tricky fastening in the back. As he zipped her up he felt her satiny soft skin and saw the small tattoo on the small of her back in the style of yin and yang and he had to really struggle with his cock to get it to stay quiet. She put on her jacket and her hands were trembling so much that she could not do up the buttons.
"Please, Mr. David, I haven't got time to do these twice. Could you help me?"
In his mind he was thinking "shit, she thinks of me as a girl-friend and all I can think of is burying my cock between those sweet ass cheeks!" He tried to think of something besides her beautiful tits as he buttoned her up in her jacket-- there were two sets of buttons, so the first set had to be done inside the jacket right next to her gorgeous tits, and they were so soft and full that he got hard just buttoning her up.
Melinda looked down at the tent he was pitching. "Mr. David, I wish I had time to take care of that for you, but I have to run. Maybe some other time." She kissed him full on the mouth, grabbed her trumpet and ran out the door.
Mr. David just stood there, stunned. Had the girl of his dreams just kissed him and suggested that she might be willing to fuck him, or at least suck him off? Holy Shit! But she was a student!!! On the other hand, she was 18, and able to make her own decision...
SHIT! He had to get out to the field to watch the band perform! He hurried to lock back up and hustled back out to the field as fast as his uncomfortable cock would let him.
The performance was stellar, with Melinda's solo going without a hitch in spite of the fact that she had not warmed up. The football team won the game and the band rushed back to the room on a tide of victory. There was a party that night at one of the football players' houses, and most of the band was going. They all quickly threw off their uniforms and left them strewn about the room like they did the music. By the time they left it looked like a hurricane had hit.
Melinda quickly walked around the room picking up pieces of uniforms and putting them together. Mr. David almost felt sorry for her. She looked quite subdued and not at all like most of the students had, with their anticipatory grins and their victorious attitudes.
"Is it so terrible to miss one lousy party?" he asked sharply.
"It's not that, Mr. David. You see, the reason I was late is because my car died on my way here and I had to run the rest of the way, and I was hoping to catch a ride home with one of the other kids. Now I guess I have to run it again and it will be kind of late."
"Your parents wouldn't come to pick you up this late?"
"Oh, they would, but they are in Europe this week. I am kind of on my own and with the party tonight..." she trailed off, leaving the rest to his imagination.
"And you think I would let you walk home alone? You REALLY think I am that heartless?" Mr. David put down the sheet music he had been gathering and took her by the shoulders to look into her eyes.
"Well, you were awfully mad when I was so late for the performance tonight. I was a little afraid you might bite my head off again if I rode home with you." Melinda gave him a sheepish grin.
"I promise you, nobody has ever been bitten in my car."
"Nobody?" Melinda looked up at him with a twinkle in her eye and he understood what she meant.
"Nobody, okay? It's actually a new car. I've only had it two months."
Melinda smiled, and he smiled back.
