Karen, My School Teacher Part 4

Meeting my other teacher
By FoxyHosed


Next morning as I woke up, I jumped in my clothes and got myself a coffee, and went to school. I got in 15 minutes early because I didn't want to run into Karen. As I entered the door to the school, I saw some of my classmates. I thought the coast was clear, but as I grabbed the door to our classroom, I heard “Good morning, Brian. You feeling better?”

I turned around, I saw her standing pretty close to me. My heart started beating like crazy, and I was really afraid.

I stuttered “Hi Karen. Yeah, I’m feeling alright. Thanks!” I looked up from her eyes all the way down. She had on red glasses, with a necklace with a red stone on it. A black spandex bodystocking with long sleeves, and the ends of the sleeves had black lace. Her skirt was also black and went a little above her knees - seemed shorter than normal. Then I saw her red opaque pantyhose. My jaw dropped. The pantyhose were about 50 denier. I’d never seen her in red before. I got so aroused seeing those fantastic legs, and on her feet she was in some black suede looking high heel ankle boots. She looked so amazing.

“Brian, my eyes are up here!” She didn't sound that happy to see me. I looked at her. “I need to talk to you after school. So meet me in the teacher lounge when you're finished with your day!”

“Yes, Karen. See you after school!” I dreaded that moment I need to talk to here.

I saw some of the other boys in class stare at me. One said “Ohh Brian, you're in trouble!”

I ignored him and went to class.

As we had English in class, I could not help myself stare at her legs in those red pantyhose. Oh my, she looked so fine today. I even went for a wank in the bathroom at school break. After that we had math. I hated math. My teacher was cool though. He also teaches music and drama classes. He was around his 40’s and he was always very helpful. But I was glad I was done with this school soon. After math we had free from school, and since this was the last week of the school year, there were not very many left, not even teachers. It was time to head for the teacher's lounge.