Me and my beautiful feet teacher

Actually, I'm not that shameless, not even sparing a teacher, but my teacher was just too beautiful. She wasn't very old, had been married for a few years, and had a chubby little boy who I got along with quite well because I sometimes played with him. To be honest, this child was very naughty and never listened, but I managed to train him to be quite obedient. One day I asked him, "What does your mother usually wear at home?" Without hesitation, he said she usually didn't wear pants. I was shocked. I thought, how could such a serious-looking teacher not wear pants at home? Later, I noticed that she always wore stockings, especially in this seaside city; basically, except in winter, she was always wearing stockings.

Perhaps it was those alluring stockings that attracted me. Once, she wore a brown blazer, thin stockings, and 10cm black patent leather high heels. She was so focused on lecturing on the podium that she certainly didn't notice my eyes were glued to her beautiful legs in stockings and high heels. Perhaps I was too engrossed in what I was watching, because she noticed me, came down from the podium, and slammed her hand on the table in front of me. I was startled, feeling that the teacher must have noticed me. Later, when get out of class ended, I wanted to slip away quickly, but the teacher said, "What's wrong with you in class? You're so distracted. Didn't you listen to what I said today? Come back with me and copy it down. Go back and read it yourself." This surprised me, but I was also happy. I followed behind the teacher like a child who had made a mistake. The classroom was quite far from the office area. Because I'm a boy, I walked very fast, and the teacher, not wanting to fall behind, also walked quickly. But she was wearing high heels, and she seemed to be struggling. I asked, "Teacher, are you walking too fast?" She said she was a little fast, so I slowed down, but she was clearly sweating profusely. On the way upstairs, an accident happened. She accidentally twisted her ankle, and I quickly helped her into her office. It wasn't a big deal, but I was terrified. Going upstairs to the office, I quickly took off the teacher's shoes and carefully examined her small feet. Black stockings encased her incredibly delicate, fair feet. I hadn't expected her feet to be so beautiful, especially with the nail polish; they were particularly alluring through the stockings. She was initially shy, but as I held her feet and massaged them to ease the pain, she didn't object. By then, I was burning with desire. Slowly, my hands, which had been kneading her feet, moved upwards, little by little, first her calves, then her knees, and finally her thighs. Inch by inch, I moved higher. You can probably guess what happened next. I had my first time with the teacher in the office. After that, we left our mark on the playground, in the gymnasium, and even in the classrooms. Especially one time in the pavilion in the school lake, we went completely wild.

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