Where it happened: At school
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
In the third and fourth form at school, I was taught by this wonderful French teacher, and my French improved no end. However, in the fifth year he swapped sets with another teacher who I at first thought was a bitch. She was over fifty and wore glasses. However, my French was good, and one day she asked me to stay behind at the end of the lesson. She told me that I was one of her best students, and told me that she wanted to talk to me the following week.
The following week, I went along to her classroom, and she pulled her chair round, so there were no desks between us. I noticed that her dark dress was high above her knees, showing her legs which werenÆt the worst IÆd ever seen. She told me that she wanted my advice on a matter. I asked why. She told me that she had an important decision to make, and she wanted advice from some people in all parts of her life. I said I understood, and then she went to the door and locked it. Then she went and pulled down the blinds. She then asked me to swear never to speak to anyone about what I would see unless she decided to go public. Intrigued, I agreed. Then she put her hand to her head and pulled off her wig, revealing her band head. I was surprised, and she told me she had lost here hair whilst undergoing cancer treatment. She then asked if it made a difference to how I viewed her as she was thinking of dispensing with the wig. I said I was uncertain, so she decided to ask me more specific questions. As a teacher, I could easily accept her without hair. She then asked about her as a person. For example, would I be more or less attracted to her if she was bald? I said I was uncertain about what exactly she meant. She then asked me if I would feel any differently about kissing a bald women than kissing one with hair. I admitted I had never kissed a women before. She replied, “Well, I am you FRENCH teacher,” and she kissed me. Then she took her wig off and kissed me again. I told her it had made no difference whether or not she had her wig on. She noticed a bulge and then asked me about going further. How would I feel if a bald women did things like this? and she pulled down my trousers and pants and started rubbing my now erect penis. I told her it felt good, and so she started sucking me. It felt even better, and I asked if I could fuck her. She said yes, and we took off out clothes. Her naked body wasnÆt too bad, and so as she lay down on her desk, I climbed on top of her and inserted my penis inside her and came. She was getting even hotter, and asking me to do it even more, so I did. It was wonderful. I fucked her again, and then the bell went, so we had to get dressed again. I told her I thought she should reveal her baldness, and the next day she did. As a thank you, she gave me another fucking the following week.
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