Chapter 11
Later that evening, Hope was sitting alone in her room when she heard a light tapping on her door. It surprised her since she was not expecting anyone to visit.
Earlier, she had bathed and wore only a light robe over her nudity. Putting her book aside, she called for the visitor to enter. To her surprise, when the door opened, she saw Mildred standing in the doorway.
"Do come in Mildred," she said warmly.
The young woman walked into the room and closed the door behind her.
"Please, Miss Benson," she began nervously, "I apologize for this interruption, but I had to speak with you. Do you have time to hear me ? "
"Of course, my dear, but come in and sit. We are not in class now."
With an expression of appreciation, the girl hurried to sit in the chair beside the bed on which Hope sat in a casual manner.
"Now then, dear," Hope said in a gentle tone completely un-like the one she had used while disciplining the girl earlier, "just relax and feel free to talk. We have had our confrontation and it is all over."
"I guess that's what I came to talk to you about, Miss Benson. You see, in spite of what I did today, I consider you the best teacher I've ever known. I still can't understand why I acted that way, but I want to thank you for the terrible punishment you gave me. It hurt for hours after, but that was what I deserved."
"You can't understand it? Perhaps I can, dear."
Before continuing, Hope motioned for the girl to join her on the bed. Mildred did so quickly and Hope slipped a strong arm around her waist.
"You say you like me, Mildred and I'm delighted. The very fact of liking me may have caused you to do what you did this afternoon."
"I'm afraid I don't understand, Miss Benson," Mildred looked up into her face with a look of adoration.
"Then I shall explain. You like me because you have respect for me as a teacher. Today, something deep inside forced you to test me, to find out whether I was really as good and as strong as you thought. If I had permitted you to get away with it, you would have hated me and I would have hated myself. I did the only thing I could, I gave you a most severe punishment."
"I guess that's the way it was, but it seems like such a stupid way to react to someone one-likes. How must you have felt?"
"I'll tell you how I felt, dear. At the outset, when I called you to task and ordered you to strip naked in front of the class, I was furious with you. Later, when I looked at your lovely form across my lap and began spanking you on that sweet ass of yours, I was so excited by your beauty that I found it difficult to stop spanking."
"Oh, Miss Benson, what a wonderful thing to say. You see, I think you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and . . . " she paused and blushed, ". . . and . . . I . . . I love you."
Before Hope could catch her breath after the spontaneous tribute, the girl had thrown herself into her arms and was sobbing with her face buried between her full breasts with only the thin fabric of the robe between them.
"There now, dear," Hope hugged her, "that was such a lovely thing for me to hear, there's really no reason for you to cry about it."
"You're not angry with me for thinking such things about you ? Things that I have no right to think about one such as you?"
"On the contrary, dear," Hope hugged her more tightly, "I'm flattered and delighted to hear such words. I have already seen your lovely young body. Do you wish to see mine?"
"Oh . . . oh . . . Miss Benson . . . would . . . would you? I . . . I think I would die of joy at seeing you with . . . without clothing. Do you really mean it ? "
"Of course I mean it, sweet one. Just wait a moment, it will take only that time to remove this robe and I have nothing on under it."
Extricating herself from the clinging arms of the young woman, Hope stood by the bed and looked with a warm heart at the tear filled eyes. Earlier in the day, the tears she had seen in those eyes had been induced by fear and pain. There was a difference now though, because the wet eyes spoke only of love and need.
Slowly, Hope unfastened the tie at the neck of her robe, pulled it open to display her naked body, then allowed it to fall off her arms so that she stood nude, her splendid body, warm and smooth looking, on display to her audience of a hot young woman who loved and wanted her.
"Here I am, Mildred, just as naked as you were today in class. Am I what you expected or do I disappoint you ? "
"Oh . . . oh . . . oh . . . Miss Benson, you are the most beautiful woman who ever lived. I have lain in bed dreaming of you on more nights than I can count. You are more beautiful than I ever dreamed. I just can't believe that I'm here with you."
"Can't you, dear? Then stand up and come to me while I hold you and prove that you are not dreaming."
Mildred got up from the bed and Hope saw that the tears were not just in her eyes now, they were streaming down that lovely face.
"Please, Miss Benson, forgive me, beat me if you wish, but please allow me to take off my clothes before I come to you. I know I'm evil and sinful, but I can't help it. The sight of your lovely body drives me out of my mind."
"Mildred," Hope said in little more than a whisper, "I want you as much as you want me. Strip naked while I watch, then come into my arms. I want you so badly at this moment that I can taste you."
Mildred's mouth opened and she tried to talk, but no words could come out. Instead, with trembling fingers, she began to undress.
Watching, it was all Hope could do to keep from rushing to her and stripping the clothes from the young body she had to see and hold and kiss. In just a few moments, she told herself, we shall hold and kiss and make love to each other. Until then, I'll let the juices build in my mouth, let all my muscles tense and hurt, in a little while, everything will be wonderful.
Although from the point of view of position and authority they were a million miles apart, as women, only two years were between them and they were two young women hungering for what each could give to the other. To Hope at that moment, there could be nothing else that mattered.
And then. Mildred's trembling hands were drawing her shift up off her thighs, above the neat triangle of belly hair, over the slightly swelling tummy, over the trim waist, over the mountains of pink tipped titties and over her lovely face, and then she was naked as the garment fluttered to the floor.
Hope couldn't wait for the young woman to come to her. Instead, she ran forward and clutched the lovely naked form into her arms and felt their sensitive titties crush as the two women fell into ecstatic embrace.
Their warm, wet mouths clung together in a kiss of passion while their bubbies and bellies and thighs rubbed. When the kiss ended, their cheeks rubbed as hands moved in back to clutch and fondle equally sensitive ass cheeks and backs of thighs.
"Oh, Miss Benson," Mildred sighed weakly, "is it true? Am I really naked in your arms as I think I am ? Please say it is, I can't believe it."
"Yes, my sweet little darling, it is true for you and for me. I want to keep you in my arms for a very long and wonderful time. Will you stay ? Will you stay with me in my bed all night so that we can go on making wonderful love to each other?"
"Oh yes, Miss Benson, but please mean it, please don't just tease me."
"I'm not teasing, Mildred. Have you made love with a woman before?"
"Not really. Miss Carter took me to her bed shortly after I came to the school, but it wasn't really love, not the kind of love I feel for you.
Other than that, there has not been a woman for me. I did it with a couple of the girls, but we didn't really know how to do it. Please teach me. I want to learn. I want to learn it from a beautiful woman like you."
"Come then, darling, we shall lie down now and hold each other for a little while. After that, we shall learn many wonderful things together and do nice things for each other."
The younger woman fell against her breasts and they tumbled onto the bed together. Love and lust flared in both bodies and they began a sweet journey to the stars, each with her mouth pressed greedily to the warm twat of the other.
For a long time, they kissed and licked and played and sucked until both cried out and collapsed in the wonderful, tired aftermath of love.
Through the night, from time to time, they woke, and each time, they found each other to repeat the miracle of what teacher and student had discovered in the nervous beginning of early evening.