Chapter 4
"I don't believe you fucked them both," Julie said. "Well, I did," Stefanie replied. "Mr. Hanson and Mr. Bannister."
"Yes!" Stefanie said.
Stefanie and Julie were walking downstairs together. Both girls looked so sweet and sexy. Stefanie's tits bulged under her sweater and her fine ass wiggled under her little mini-skirt. Julie was almost regal-looking with her long blonde hair, her sweet, lush hips, and fine legs. Julie's tits, while certainly not as big as Stefanie's big titties were still very prominent against her sweater.
"Well, how is it you are doing all these things? Is anyone else?"
"I don't know," Stefanie answered.
But she assumed that perhaps it was her big tits and fine body that attracted the boys and men.
The girls parted and Stefanie went to her English class. Miss Kris Hobbs taught the class. She was a lithe, twenty-eight-year-old young lady, with long black hair. She was given to wearing tight skin-and-sweater combinations and she had a habit of sitting on top of her desk, which gave the class a generous view of her long legs. The boys ate it up, Stefanie could tell. Stefanie also thought that Miss Hobbs enjoyed doing it, that she was, indeed, a bit of an exhibitionist.
Plato High School certainly was an interesting place, Stefanie mused to herself as she sat in Miss Hobbs' class.
Miss Hobbs sat on top of her desk, her legs crossed, one high heel dangling from her toes.
She was reading to them from Melville's "Moby Dick." Stefanie found the passages boring and her eyes and mind wandered.
She watched Miss Hobbs cross her legs again and Stefanie could see right up over the top of her nylons. Darcy Peterson, who sat across the aisle from Stefanie, looked at Stefanie as if to ask her how far she thought Miss Hobbs was going to go.
Stefanie looked at the boys and saw them staring intently at the good-looking teacher. She noticed a bulge in the crotch of Danny Benson's slacks and she saw him squirm in his seat.
When class was over, Danny stayed at his desk and so did Stefanie. Stefanie wanted to see what would happen. Finally Miss Hobbs left the room and Danny stood up, his hard-on still evident.
Stefanie also got up and followed the boy toward the door. When they got to the blackboard, she stopped him.
"Hi, Danny, you going to the game this weekend?" she asked.
"Yeah, I guess so," he answered.
"I'll be cheerleading," Stefanie said.
"Yeah, I know. I voted for you for cheerleader this year."
"Well, thanks, Danny."
He was staring at her big tits beneath her billowing sweater. Stefanie liked the way he admired her titties. He was a well-built boy, with long sandy-colored hair. He was thin, and tall and Stefanie found him very "attractive.
Stefanie waited for a moment and when he didn't say anything, she didn't know what to do. So she turned to leave.
"Stefanie," Danny called suddenly.
"Yes?"
"I was wonderin' if you wanna go to the dance with me after the game."
"Sure, Danny!" Stefanie replied. With a smile she turned and left the room.