Chapter 3
The next morning found her calmer. She tried her best not to think of what she had done with Jerry the night before. Her time was taken up with making certain that everyone was up and ready for breakfast call. After breakfast the boys straggled back and started their morning cleanup detail. Each boy knew his job and all she had to do was go about and supervise.
The trouble started with Teddy. She was standing by the stair railing when the boy came up behind her. He pretended to be polishing the railing, and before she knew what he had intended, he had stepped behind her; and while trying to reach around her to touch the rail, he managed to press himself firmly against her buttocks. She felt the lump of his organ press against the separation of her buttocks! For a long moment of shock she submitted to the pressure. It seemed to stir some deep hunger in her, then she realized that there were other boys watching and she tried to wiggle free from his body as it pressed up against hers.
"Oh, gee Miss Henderson, I'm sorry, I guess I sort of lost my balance there." Even the tone of his apology was false and seemed to have a sneer in it. Gloria was angry but she decided to choke off her anger rather than start a scene in front of the younger boys. Since she couldn't do anything else, she moved away from the boy and motioned for him to continue with his work. She saw several of the boys grin and give each other knowing looks and felt herself blush but she was determined to stand her ground!
"Yeah, like a super-soft feather pillow." A boy giggled and another gave a low whistle and peeked at her. She knew they were talking about her but she refused to go back and to let him humiliate her any further.
Her inspection of the rooms on the hall was finished and she knew that she would have to go back, past the boys, past Teddy. Taking a deep breath she moved back along the hall. There were two boys sweeping along the sides of the stairs. She tried to pass between them but one managed to bring his broom into her path. She was forced to stop so suddenly that she almost fell. The other boy reached out and caught her. She felt his young hands as they fondled her breasts as he pretended to keep her from falling. The feel of his hands gripping her sent a jolt of pleasure through her. Despite the pleasure she struggled to regain her balance and free herself from his hands.
"Sorry Miss Henderson, got to watch it. Those stairs are sort of crowded, you almost fell!" As the boy spoke his fingers continued to fondle her. The boy on the other side stood up straight and she felt him press against her hip and reach out His hand also found the breast nearest to him and he held it
"Yea Miss Henderson, got to watch it! Here, let me help." The feel of the two hands on her body, the feel of the boy pressing on her thigh, made her head swim. She could see the grinning faces of two boys lower down the stairs. The knowing looks on their young faces brought her back to reason and she kicked the broom aside and managed to stand up straight. With as much dignity as she could manage she brushed off the exploring hands and proceeded down the stairs. Her breasts tingled and she was ashamed to note that her nipples were swollen and pressing against the fabric of her bra. Resisting the urge to run, she walked down to her room and entered it. As she went through the door she heard the excited muffled conversation of the boys on the stairs. She knew that they were discussing the feel of her woman's body and telling the others what had happened.
In her room, with the door shut, she allowed her reserve to fall away and she almost cried at the shame that she felt She tried to imagine how she was going to deal with this group. She couldn't allow this sort of thing to go on each day! She sat there thinking ... she knew that the key to the problem was the oldest boy, Teddy. She could see that he was the ringleader, the leader of all the younger boys, without any question.
When she tried to think about him she was confused. All she could see was him naked and putting his large organ in Alma's mouth!! Despite her best intentions, her thoughts continued to return to the image of the woman as she sucked and licked the boy, the pleasure she had displayed as she had done it! Gloria shuddered and thought of that organ, mental images of the boy approaching her, of him offering her the swollen penis. She tried not to think about it but the image of it returned again and again and she could see herself opening her mouth, willing to suck it herself!!
"I'm upset, the whole thing is getting out of hand. I wouldn't do that!" she told herself, but still the thought was so real she could almost feel it pressing and stretching her lips!!
The first bell rang and broke into her thoughts. She listened as the thunder of the boys' feet on the stairs faded and she knew that everyone was headed for the first class of the morning. She was relieved to be alone until she remembered that she wasn't!! Jerry was still in his room-she was alone with the boy that she had masturbated! Shame flooded her as she recalled the night before and she knew that she was tempted to climb the stairs to repeat the awful thing that they had done last night She jumped to her feet and hurried out of the room. She knew that if she stayed one more second, she would climb those stairs. Hurrying out of the dorm she walked to the administration building.
"Ill have to talk to Dr. Silvers. He is the headmaster and I will simply tell him of my problem with Teddy and leave the solving to Mm!'' As she walked she tried to think of what she would tell him. She was reluctant to tell any of the sexual aspects but without that her complaint would be groundless and she knew that the interview was going to be painful. At the office, she told the secretary that Jerry Perrine was ill and would be held back from classes for the day.
She stopped before Dr. Silvers' office and hesitated for a moment before she knocked. She noted that the door wasn't completely closed. Just as she raised her hand to knock she heard a moaning sound. Even though she had only heard it a few times, she recognized the voice of Alma Polenski!! The image of the large blond woman snapped into her mind and once again, she saw her with the boy, urging him on as he pushed into her. Gloria shuddered and lowered her hand.
"Ughnnnnnng, oh Doc, go to it! Fuck me, you dirty stud!!! Oh God! You're so big! Oh honey, you feel like a telephone pole shoved up my ass!! Oh please, please Doc, go slow! Ohoooooooooo, aghhhhhhhng, oh baby, nobody can fuck my asshole like you do!!! Go on, ram it to me, hurt me, I don't care!!!!!" Gloria's mouth fell open, she didn't need to see. She could tell from the terrible woman's comments what was going on in there!
She stumbled and turned from the door and ran out blindly. No one had seen her at the door, no one could tell what she had heard. She walked across the lawn, her mind a jumble of thoughts. She felt so lost!
"How can I talk to him? He's worse than Teddy, the whole place is insane!!" The thought of Alma came back and in her mind she could imagine the woman as she was being sodomized by the headmaster. "How could she do that?? How could any woman allow that, beg for it?"
Her mind refused to accept what she had heard but she knew that it was true. She had heard the woman as she sobbed and moaned and knew without a doubt what had been going on in the office.
Without thinking, her feet had led her back to the dorm and as she stood in front of it, her eyes went to the second floor and she remembered that Jerry was in there. To her own horror she felt the urge to go to him. There was a sudden burning between her thighs and she felt the wetness as it seeped out of her tight panties and down her thigh! She resisted the urge to go to the boy.
"This whole school may be insane, but I'm not!! I won't let the atmosphere get to me!! These terrible desires are wrong, they are depraved and I will fight them!!" She wasn't certain that she hadn't been overheard. Suddenly she thought of Chuck Harrison, she remembered that he had seemed to be a level, sane man and she knew that he could tell her what to do. She remembered that his class was held in the South building and she turned her steps toward the building.
As she came closer to the building she was less certain that she was doing the right thing. "What can I tell him? I simply can't tell him about the awful thing in the shed. I certainly can't tell him about Jerry. How can he help me??" Her spirits sagged as she entered the old building. The hum of the busy school came to her. She could hear Chuck as he conducted his class. His easy baritone voice floated out of the room. The boys laughed at some witty remark that he made. Young boys' voices answered his questions, papers rustled, desks scraped as positions were changed. Every sound she heard was the normal sound of the classroom, it was a familiar drone of sound and it reassured her Sadly she realized that the problem was hers alone, that no one could help her but herself. Being in a situation that was familiar to her gave her fresh confidence. As she stood there, she gave up on trying to talk to Mr. Harrison or to Dr. Silvers. "It's my problem, not theirs, and I'm going to have to take care of it myself." She turned and left the building.
The morning passed slowly. Gloria went about her duties but was most firm with herself in staying away from the room that housed Jerry Perrine. At lunch she asked one of the boys to get a tray for Jerry and to take it to him. She didn't want to test her new resolve by being in the room with the boy. The afternoon was even slower. All her duties were finished and the time lay heavy on her hands. Thoughts of the boy up the stairs continued to come to her. She recalled the feel of his swollen organ in her hand and that made her palm itch. Knowing that she was losing her grip on her control, she tried to find things to do. Sitting at her desk, she wrote letters to friends and family. Each letter was difficult. She tried to explain her sudden change in employment, tried to describe the new school and still conceal from all the confusion and shame that she felt about her behavior at her former school and her present actions!
At last the day was finished, school was over. She went down to the athletic field where Mr. Harrison was in charge. She watched the boys as they ran and played. It was hard to remember that many of these clear-eyed young boys were in that terrible place with Alma last night, that a few of them had pressed against and touched her. That some had even touched Gloria and made lewd comments about her own body this very morning. Chuck Harrison saw her and waved cheerfully and she waved back, glad to have at least one normal thing to do, very glad for a second to forget her problems.
Soon the physical activities were over and she heard shouts and yelling as the boys showered and got ready for supper. She suddenly realized that she hadn't eaten for the entire day and hurried to the teachers' table in the cafeteria. She was served by Alma Polenski herself. The woman gave her such a strange look that for a moment Gloria was in a panic!
"She knows! That nasty little Teddy told her, I know he's certain that I was the one at the window, he's told her and she knows!!" Her hands trembled as she took the tray and turned to the table. For a while she sat alone as she tried to eat. A few of the teachers came by and introduced themselves but her response was so vague that none of them felt welcome and they sat further down the table. It wasn't until Chuck Harrison came in and sat next to her that she managed to get control of herself.
"Hey, how's the first day coming?" he asked cheerfully and she was almost tempted to tell him each and every terrible detail, but at the last moment reason came back to her and she mumbled a few trite comments. After the meal they lingered over coffee; he chatted and talked, she listened and made a few comments. He was really very nice and she knew that if it were some other time and place that she would be most flattered and excited by his attention. He seemed to be pleased at the chance for a private conversation with her and didn't notice that her attention wasn't entirely on him and his pleasant chatter. At last it was time to close the hall and Gloria knew that she couldn't delay her return to the dorm any longer.
As she approached the dorm, Gloria saw a group of boys leaving by the back way and heading across the lawn. She knew where they were going this time. She had seen Alma watching the clock earlier and knew that the woman was hurrying to finish in time to meet with her "harem."
Once she had entered the dorm she became aware that the place was almost deserted. She could hear just a few boys as they talked and studied. She was almost halfway up the stairs when she realized that she was heading for Jerry's room. She almost turned and went to her room but her thoughts forced her to stop. Deep in her own mind she knew why she wanted to see the boy but she wouldn't admit it. Instead she told herself she should look in on him and see how he felt, knowing that she should have looked in on him earlier. By pretending duty, she allowed herself to go up to the room again.
When she reached his room the door was open and she saw him lying on the bed-he was clothed this time and she felt a sharp disappointment but tried to deny that to herself.
"How's the patient?" she asked, attempting to be bright and cheerful. She heard her voice shake as he spoke.
"Oh, hi Miss Henderson. I'm OK I guess. Just a little sore and kinda stiff." His eyes searched hers in a mute questioning. She tried to avoid his eyes-she was afraid to answer the questions she saw there.
"Good! I'm glad that you're better and I think that you can go back to class tomorrow, don't you?" He continued to lie on the bed and no matter where she tried to look in the room, her eyes continued to come back to him and to the bulge that she could see in his trousers. The memory of what made the bulge taunted her and she felt the excitement rising again and a certain recklessness came over her.
"Before we let you go back we had best look at your wounds." She smiled at him and after making certain that the door was shut, she moved to him. Jerry's eyes brightened and she was pleased to see that his breath came a little faster. The logical portion of her mind protested but she refused to listen and she came close to the boy. Without a word she unbuttoned his shirt and helped him slip it off. The welts on his ribs had turned to dark bruises and she fingered them gently.
"Uhh ... well those look good ... now how about the other one?" He flushed and looked hesitantly at her. She couldn't move!!
"He's going to have to make this move on his own, I've gone as far as I can go!!" The boy seemed to read her mind. He blushed even a bit redder and then slowly unbuckled his trousers and unzipped the fly, allowing his clothing to drop to his thighs. Gloria stood as if frozen. She tried to reach out her hand but couldn't make her arm move. Jerry was trembling as he waited. If anything, his anxiety was even worse than hers. Jerry broke first.
"Oh, please Miss Henderson! Please!!! I can't tell you what last night meant to me! You're the nicest thing that has happened to me in my whole life!! Please, I haven't told anybody about last night, you can count on me, I can keep my mouth closed. Please!!" Still she couldn't move, she was touched by the boy's comments but still she couldn't force herself forward. Jerry inched closer to her and looked into her eyes and when she still didn't make a move he threw caution aside and grasped her hand. She didn't try to pull away and this gave the boy courage. With the same pleading look in his eyes he pressed her lifeless hand down the inside of his bulging shorts. Her slender fingertips brushed against his swollen upright penis and her hand came to life! The fingers curled around the organ and she squeezed!
"Wow, ahhhhhh, oh God Miss Henderson, that's super! I've waited all day for you to come up here. I even went down to your room to see if you would let me in but I couldn't get a answer. Oh!! I-" She stopped his chatter by kissing him and was surprised that he was taller than she was, no matter how young he was. The feel of his penis in her hand gave her new strength and courage. She pressed her breasts against his chest and enjoyed the feel of them pressing against his flesh. His arms went out and around her and his hands clutched her full hips as he pulled her against him firmly. The feel of his hands on her reminded her of last night and her head swam. She broke the kiss and tried to free herself from his grip.
"Please Jerry, let go for a moment, let's sit on the side of the bed, dear. We have to talk, at least for a moment." Reluctantly he released her and moved back to his bed and sat. Her hand was free now and she stared at it for a moment thinking of where it had been. She too moved to the bed and sat beside him. "Jerry, what happened last night-well, it happened that's all. I am pleased that you didn't tell anyone, but I'm not certain that-well, that we can go on with this. You are a boy, a minor. I'm an adult and if we were caught this, well-it could mean jail for me or it would cost me my job at the very least. You do understand that last night-well it was-" He didn't let her finish, his eager voice broke in and stopped her faltering train of thought.
"Last night was the greatest night of my whole life!!! Miss Henderson, you just don't know how great it was!! It was like every dream in the world coming true at one time. I didn't sleep, not all night! Just the thought of touching you, of feeling you as you touched me made me shake. Nobody will find out about us! We can be careful, but Miss Henderson you can't just top now! I don't think that I could stand it if you did that to me." He reached out and ran a shy and gentle hand across her blouse. The fingers brushed against her breasts and she recalled the awful pleasure that she felt during the morning when the boys had touched her there. His touch brought pleasure too and she felt her pulse speeding up and could feel her nipples swelling again in her bra. Without wanting to do it she felt herself lean forward, pressing her breasts against his searching hand.
"Please Miss Henderson, put your hand back where it was and I'll know that maybe we can work something out between us!" It was as if she had no will of her own; her hand went forward and she carefully inserted it under the waistband of his shorts and her fingers found him again! Her hand was restricted in the movement it could make by the tight band.
"Unsnap your shorts, Jerry, it's too tight this way." By making that request of the boy she felt that she had sealed a bargain, had made an agreement and the very fact that she had made a decision was a relief in itself. The boy sensed the change in her too and quickly he t undid the shorts and went a step further. He lifted himself slightly and pushed the trousers and shorts down to his knees, then sat back. Looking down she saw her hand close over his organ and she watched the dark red head swell and the skin grow taut. His wasn't the first that she had ever handled but it was the first that she had ever seen up close in good light. The upthrust organ in her hand fascinated her and she stared at it motionless. Jerry's voice broke her reverie.
"Miss Henderson? Would you-I mean I'd like to see-would you open your blouse?"
For a moment she stared at him. He smiled, and reaching down he put his hand over hers and pulled the hand up and down, reminding her why she held it. She flushed a little and with her free hand she unbuttoned the blouse and pulled it from her waistband. He released her hand and bent forward. His hand reached around her and found the clasp of her bra and unhooked it His eyes were intent on her breasts and she enjoyed the pleasure that she saw in his face as he bared them.
She noted that she was continuing the slow motions that he had started. A slow, lazy pumping motion. Jerry lay back on one elbow and toyed with and touched her breasts as she continued to masturbate him. They both watched her hand as it pulled and stroked at him. She enjoyed the feel of his hand on her body but wanted no more at that moment. She stared at the swollen head in her hand and was reminded of Alma. She thought of it entering her own mouth, her vulva, and lastly she thought of it pressing and tearing its way into her anus!! Th sounds and words that she had heard that morning stayed with her and she was surprised how vivid the memory of that moment was. The idea of allowing that was terrifying!! She knew it must be painful and she thought it was revolting, but still the image of it being done to her kept reappearing in her mind. Jerry was starting to moan and roll his slim hips.
"Oh wow!! Faster Miss Henderson, please do it faster, ifs almost there ... oh ... jack me off!!!" The excitement in his voice was catching and she worked her hand faster, she was intent upon watching when he erupted! She had never seen it and had always wondered what it would be like. The simple thought that the boy was about to ejaculate on her hand aroused her own desires and she thought of simply tearing off her own panties and stuffing it up into her but she didn't dare to do that Instead she contented herself with continuing the motions and watching the emotions and pleasure move across his face as she satisfied his desires.
"Aghhhhhngggg. I'm coming!! Here it comes, oh please go faster!! Her arm ached with the unaccustomed work but she increased her own pace and watched avidly as the boy stiffened and moaned. She saw the small slit in his organ open and instinctively pulled her head back as he came. She was pleased and proud that she had been the cause of this, as she watched the white globs spurt out and fly through the air. Each spurt brought a moan or cry from Jerry and she increased the pace even faster! She was so excited that she felt as if she was near a climax herself! The hot white fluid ran down her fingers as she watched it and she ached for it to be spurting inside of her!!
The admission that she would like to have the boy inside herself frightened her and she was tempted to run from him.
"Miss Henderson? Please, that was wonderful, but-well, it just isn't enough!! I want to be with you, close to you-do you know what I mean? Please, ma'am, can I make love to you?" The blunt question on top of her guilty thoughts thoroughly frightened her and she got to her feet. For a moment she didn't know if she would run or if she would take off her clothes and join the boy in the bed.
"Oh, Jerry, I can't We shouldn't even-" she couldn't finish her thought and she ran from the room.
Without looking left or right she ran down the stairs and to her rooms. She didn't even feel safe there. The enormity of Jerry's request echoed in her confused mind. "He wants to sleep with me, he wants to FUCK ME!!" Her mind could only focus on that for a few seconds at a time when it would rebel and whirl away. She wanted to think of other things, to be rational about the problem but her aroused body refused to allow it. The heat in her sexual organs refused to die down and she couldn't force the picture of his hard young rod out of her mind. Over and over she saw it spurt and shoot and felt the human warmth covering her hand and fingers.
At last she gave up and sank back on the couch. She shut her eyes as one hand slipped up under her skirt and the fingers wormed their way into her panties. The only sound in the room was a deep shuddering sigh as the fingers found and caressed her swollen labia, teasing and tweaking the aroused and rigid bud of her clitoris.