Chapter 12
Stefanie returned to Plato High after Thanksgiving and went to her English class. She was pleasantly surprised to see Miss Hobbs absent. In her place a new teacher, a man, a young man just out of graduate school. He was nice-looking, she thought.
She sat deliciously in her school uniform, her big tits looking mouth-watering sweet as they filled up her tight, pink sweater.
The new teacher, Mr. Brand, took notice of the pretty student, the way she stood out above all the rest. And Stefanie liked the way he looked at her.
The bell rang and Mike Crandell came up to her.
"Hi, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure," Stefanie said. "Wait outside for me. I have to speak with the new teacher."
"Why?" he asked quickly.
"Just wait for me!" Stefanie snapped.
Mike left the room and when the others had filed out, Stefanie approached Mr. Brand.
"Hi, Mr. Brand, I'm Stefanie Bradley."
"Ah, yes, Stefanie. What can I do for you?"
She moved closer to him as they stood behind his desk. Her tits brushed his arm. "I was just wonderin' how you were gonna grade in this class?"
"Well, I..."
Stefanie was dangerously close to the new teacher. He trembled at her beauty, her fine body, her big tits.
"I need a good grade," Stefanie said.
"You do?"
"Yes. I'm making A's in all my other classes," she purred, noticing the rise in his pants.
"Well, I'm sure you'll do fine in here," the teacher said, shaking, his hands trembling.
"Good, that's good. I'm sure I'll do fine, too," she cooed.
Her gray school skirt touched the tip of his hard cock. She brushed her hips against his cock and turned and walked to the door. She looked over her shoulder at the steaming teacher-and smiled seductively.
Mike was still waiting outside for her.
"What was that all about?" he asked.
"I had to meet the new teacher, that's all."
"Well, look, I've waited a long time for your answer about going steady. What've you decided?"
"I like you a lot, Mike, but I'm not ready to go steady, not yet. Maybe later."
"Aw, come on! I thought we were gonna go steady."
"Nope," Stefanie said.
"Well, you will date me, won't you?"
"Oh, sure, Mike, I'll date you. Just ask me.
The boy turned at a side hallway and defeatedly walked away. "I'll call you then," he said. "Please do, Mike," Stefanie called.
Stefanie met Julie, Tammy and Darcy down the hall. The four stunning schoolgirls walked along together, the lovely homecoming queen, the two sexy cheerleaders, the hot little baton twirler.
"Well, I'd say we've got complete control now," Stefanie said. "We got rid of Miss Hobbs. I'd say we can run old Plato High if we want to."
"Yeah, we're the best," Julie said proudly.
"I think I'll run for president of the student body," Darcy said.
"Hey, that's good," said Stefanie. "We can make sure that you'll win."
"Sure, that's no problem," Julie said.
"What about Mike?" Darcy asked.
"I can't go steady with anyone. There's too much fun around. Didn't you see that new transfer student, the tall blonde? Gimme a break! And what about the new teacher?"
"He sure is good lookin'. " said Julie.
"He sure is," Darcy agreed.
"And we're the most popular girls in school," Stefanie said.
"Yeah, it feels good, powerful," Julie chimed.
"Sure does. It sure does," agreed Darcy.
Tammy held out her baton and slicked her hand lewdly up and down on it. "Anyone wanna fuck my baton?" she whispered.
The four pretty girls headed immediately for the girls' room.