Chapter 5
The next two days following the experience in the classroom after school, Dennis and Perry misbehaved badly in the class.
At first Jean attempted to display tolerance, hoping that since they had received great pleasure from her, they would begin behaving themselves more properly. But when it appeared that they would not and would continue misbehaving, she decided to do something about it.
On the afternoon of the second day, after the pair had cracked a number of jokes in rapid succession, she exploded.
"You two very funny young boys can stay after school, if that's the way you want to act," she said.
"We didn't mean any harm, teach," Perry said.
"Get off of this teach stuff," she corrected him. "My name to you is Miss Johnson, and let's not forget it."
"Let's not get all hung up on technicalities," Dennis chuckled.
"It doesn't happen to be a technicality," she explained. "It's a formality that I insist upon. And I am running this class, whether you two care to acknowledge it or not. So you can stay after school and we can just talk this thing out among ourselves. I frankly don't care if we stay until six o'clock. You two are deserving of such treatment."
"Why have you got it against us?" Perry looked up at her with surprise.
"That's quite a switch," she shook her head. "You two act like a couple of savage animals, then you ask me what I've got against you. I'm trying to maintain a decent classroom, and I'm going to, even in spite of you two. Now you can stay after school, and I'll be happy to listen to these uproariously funny jokes then."
"Okay, okay," Dennis said softly.
"And I don't want anymore back talk or any more sarcasm from either one of you," she said.
"I just said okay," Dennis said. "I could have said no."
A few snickers followed from members of the class.
"Look, I'm not interested in your comments," she said. "Unless, of course, you've got something to say on a subject that involves all of us. Namely, what we happen to be studying now. But when it comes time to talk about class subject matter, you two never seem to have anything to say."
"That's not as much fun as telling jokes," Perry said.
"No, to people like you, I guess that it isn't," she said. "Now, if you two gentlemen don't mind, I'll get back to the lesson."
They looked at each other and shrugged. They would be happy to meet with her after school. They had something very definite in mind.
They could hardly wait until class ended for the day. When the final bell rang, they found themselves highly stimulated. They wanted quick and enthusiastic relief, and every time they looked down between their legs, they noticed their hard dicks mushrooming all the more convincingly. They were good and hard, and they wanted some hot action from their beautiful young teacher.
Jean was not in the mood for sex. As a matter-of-fact, she was even more exasperated with Dennis and Perry that day than she had been previously. For one thing, she was hoping that her adventure with them, as risk-taking as it was, would prove productive in the final analysis. She was hoping that, through gratitude, they would begin behaving themselves a little better.
Now she was both frustrated and disappointed, i. anything, she thought, maybe they were going the other way. Maybe they decided that since they had something on her, namely sex participation, they did not have to be concerned about her wishes at all.
She hoped that she was not putting herself in a terrible bind. She did not want to be in a situation where she was, in effect, being held captive by a couple of students. She did not want to feel that she was being subordinated to their own personalized sexual whims.
Now all the other students were gone. They sat alone in the classroom. Miss Johnson sat tensely behind her desk, wondering how to best begin her dressing-down of her two wayward students. She kept wondering if they would retaliate by calling to her attention what had happened two afternoons earlier.
"Now just what is the trouble with you two guys," she finally began in a brisk, business-like tone.
"We were just having a little fun," Perry shrugged. "We didn't mean any harm."
"You guys are forever having fun," she replied.
"It beats being in misery," Dennis said.
"What about when that fun makes other people miserable?" she asked.
"There's no reason to get miserable just because we're having ourselves a little fun," Perry said. "You take all of this too seriously."
"Don't talk to me about taking things too seriously," she said. "It's more a case of you two not taking anything seriously. I have a job at stake. I have an entire career at stake. I'm doing my best to see that each student in this school gets the best possible education under the circumstances. And when two guys like you wise off it makes it next to impossible to teach class in any meaningful way."
"We're not trying to disrupt anything," Perry explained, shifting in his desk. "What we're trying to tell you is that we're good and hot, and we can hardly stand it. We just want a little attention from you."
"Now I'm beginning to get the point."
"Well, it makes sense," Dennis said. "What are we supposed to do? We get all uptight in our cocks and balls, and we've got no other way to see you. Not only that, but when that happens to us, we start acting different. We get all uptight and nervous, and that's what a lot of that horsing around is about. But the main thing is that we've got to see you. We've got to fuck you. We are really turned on with you."
"I suppose I did make a terrible mistake the other day, fellating you two," she said.
"What's that?" Perry asked with surprise.
"I said I guess I made a terrible mistake fellating you two."
"Maybe you can break that down in plain old English," Dennis said.
"That's the name of the act we performed."
"Come on now, teach, why don't we get off this technical kick and call it by what it really is. Let's call it cock-sucking," Perry said.
"All right, we'll put it your way," she conceded with a nod. "We'll call it cock-sucking. All right, then, I made a terrible mistake sucking your cocks. I never should have done anything like that, even though I might have been hot at the time."
"You should have done it," Perry insisted. "You'd have regretted it if you hadn't. It was a wonderful thing for you to do."
"No, it was the wrong thing to do."
"Don't get all hung up with these guilt feelings," Dennis advised.
"It's not guilt feelings I'm hung up with. It's just that I recognize the enormity of my mistake," she said. "I can see that now you two are going to be expecting this all the time. I suppose you're going to use it as a wedge over me."
"Hell no, we'd never do that," Perry insisted. "All we want is a little loving from you, but we'd never squeal. We'd never do that."
"You're sure about that?"
"Damn sure," Dennis said emphatically. "We're not squealers. We're just hot for you, that's all, and we sensed that you were hot for us as well. Since we know how we feel about each other, then why don't we just express ourselves. Let's let it all hang out. You feel a lot better when that happens. And you so feel that way about us, don't you?"
Perry and Dennis stared at her hungrily. As she saw those sexy stares in their faces, she allowed her eyes to drop. She thought about what she ought to say.
"Yes, I like both of you very much," she finally said slowly, unable to deceive them or herself.
"That's good," Perry nodded. "Then, now we understand each other. So why don't we have ourselves some more sex."
"Not here," she shook her head.
"Why not? It was good enough for us the other day," Dennis said.
"But that was the other day, and it was a big mistake," she explained. "I made a very stupid mistake to do it right here at school. I was very stupid in doing that. We've got to do it somewhere else."
"Should we go to your place?" Perry asked.
"I was thinking maybe we could go to one of your places," she said.
"That's fine with us, but our old ladies might mind," Dennis laughed. "Not only that, but along with our mothers, our fathers will be home soon, and we've both got brothers and sisters."
"That does pose problems," she acknowledged.
"So how about at your place?" Dennis asked.
"I guess that will have to be it," she said.
She provided them with her address, and in a few minutes they all arrived at her apartment.
She insisted that all of them go in together through the back way, avoiding any suspicion.
"And anytime in the future, I want you to go in individually, and without me," she said. "Since this is our first time, and since at this hour of the afternoon there usually aren't many people around anyway, we'll do it. But the next time we've got to use these new ground rules."
"We've got you," Perry said.
"We don't care how we get it, just as long as we get in," Dennis said.
A few minutes later they were all sitting in the living room. Jean sat in a chair, while her two friends shared the sofa. She looked down at their crotches and became more aroused than ever. Their cocks were nice and hard, and she recalled how beautiful their naked dicks had been when she had jerked them off and sucked them off two days earlier.
"Would you guys like anything to drink?" she asked.
"What have you got?" Perry's eyes lit up.
"I've got coke, lemonade, tomato juice," she began to count off the items she had in her refrigerator.
"How about some booze?" Dennis asked.
"I've never done much drinking," she explained. "I just don't have anything like that around. Even if I did, I'd be hesitant about offering it to you guys, since you're under age and all."
"We don't let stuff like that bother us," Perry said. "We both drink all the time and enjoy it. I can't figure out how a groovy gal like you wouldn't even have a bottle of whiskey around. Not even wine."
"I guess I've led a sheltered life," she laughed.
"No, we don't need any of that other stuff," Perry said. "If you don't have any booze, something to loosen us up a little, we'd just as soon get right into the act."
"So I guess we'd better adjourn to the bedroom," she nodded.
"You're damned right we should," Dennis said, eyeing her beautiful body hungrily.
Jean's head spun dizzily as she walked into the bedroom with them. Each of them put an arm around her. She enjoyed being that close to them, having her skin rub against theirs.
She kept wondering whether she was doing the right thing. Her instincts were telling her to go ahead and have fun with them, while her better judgment was telling her the opposite. She recognized that she was still treading on highly dangerous ground, what with them both being students of hers and minors at the same time.
But what could she do when she was that hot? Just how could she refuse to acknowledge the depth, the totality of her entire physical being.