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Chapter 2

Her hair fastened up and back, loose waves dropped over Jenni's temples, and down along her firm jaw line. She looked up at Kay, her large, dark-blue eyes holding Kay's as she slowly moved the soaped sponge over her shoulders and breasts. The light gleaming from the rippling water in the tub, and shimmering from the slender shoulders that seemed a little wide in relation to her torso, sparkled in the droplets reluctantly dropping from the up-pointing nubs of her nipples.

"Help?" Kay asked, her voice husky, her throat tight.

Slowly rising onto her knees, Jenni nodded, and Kay moved forward. Kay gripped the large sponge, and Jenni's hands rested atop her long thighs as she leaned forward, her face lowering. Kay drifted the soapy sponge over the girl's neck, and out over the shoulders that curved from it, and down over the contours of her shoulder blades. Her torso curved forward and up, the shallow of Jenni's spine was deepened, as were the dimples to either side of it. Her long. neck curved forward, Jenni rested her chin against the top of her chest, her eyes closed as Kay moved the soft sponge over her outthrust ass cheeks, and down the deep cleavage.

Jenm straightened off her knees, the light shimmering from her wet flesh, and Kay moved the sponge down the full thighs, and up along the light separation between them. Kay straightened and brushed her long, bright hair back, water spilling from the sponge to her blouse. She slid her thigh and ass along the edge of the tub, and leaned forward again to move the sponge up the fronts of Jenni's thighs, and over the soaked, filled-in Y of her muff, the hair lighter to the outsides.

Jenni swayed off her knees, and unsteadily pushed up onto her feet, one hand against the wall, which she rested her head against. Her hand dropping to her rounded thigh, Kay looked up at Jenni, the water from the sponge trickling down over her leg. She looked down, and saw her blouse clinging transparently to her breasts, one tapering nipple showing through. The sponge slipping from her hand to float in the tub, Kay stood up, the light shimmering in her strawberry-blonde hair, and she drew the blouse upward, the wet fabric peeling away from her tits, and she watched Jenni begin to pat her body with a large towel before turning toward the door, the blouse slipping from her grasp.

Kay sat down on the arm of one of the chairs, her full thighs and ass ping outward, and she pushed her hair back, then let her spread hands slide down over her chest and her tits till the lower halves were pressed outward. She lifted her head, her hands dropping, and she moved forward on unsteady legs to drop onto the couch. Turning onto her side, she rested her head on the arm, stretching one leg along it as she sucked at her forefinger thoughtfully.

Dried off, Jenni stood in the doorway. Seeing Kay looking at her own tits, she looked down at hers, gently cupping one. In her other hand she held the wild flowers that had been in the vase above the sink. She lifted them in both hands, and looked at Kay as she inhaled the scent.

"What do you think the new teacher'll be like?" Kay asked, rolling over onto her stomach, her full ass cheeks lifted, her tits pressed out to the sides, her cheek against the couch.

"Maybe they rehired Miss Kyle," Jenni laughed as she put the flowers back, recalling the woman, who had been there when the school had opened.

"Well, from the stories we've heard…" Kay giggled, remembering being told how the woman had tried to deal with the girls as if they were in a turn-of-the-century school, reading them bedtime stories in the languages she taught.

"Could be," Jenni smiled, sitting on the windowsill and letting her hair back down as she thought of the story of how a group of seniors had had enough one night. No longer satisfied with cutting up behind her back, they teased her, and threw her down on a bed, lifting her dress, and pulling down her underwear. The woman had protested, but not all that loudly, which the girls had taken note of. She responded to their fingers and tongues, coming wildly. The bedtime stories she read after that were in English, and highly erotic, the girls making love as she sat nude before their beds. It was rumored that she and one of the girls had gone off with one another upon graduation, but the stories varied with who was telling them.

"Your titties growing any?" Jenni asked, sliding her spread fingers over one tit, and she lifted it to examine the wideset, out-pointing oval of firm flesh.

"Sometimes I think so, but then…" Kay shrugged, sitting up, and she looked down her body, her legs spread "I do think my pussy hair's getting thicker," she said, drifting her fingers over the russet curlings.

"Yeah, I think so," Jenni nodded as she touched one of her erect nipples, and Kay moved toward her. "Um, they are," Jenni said softly, touching one of the tits that was between being conical and a globe, and they both looked down at it.

Jenni's fingertips moved over her breast. Kay raised her eyes, and they met Jenni's. Kay sucked her lower lip in to nibble it, the bright hair spilling down around her face. The corners of her furled upper lip lifting, she slid her fingers through the still damp curlings of Jenni's muff, and the girl murmured, her eyes closing as she continued to caress Kay's breasts.

"Wonder… why this school… makes us so… horny," Kay said in little gasps as Jenni's other hand moved down to cup her full mound, and they slid their fingers up into each other's damp slit.

Their shoulders against the wall, they leaned their heads against it, their eyes closed to the ripplings of heat their fingers were creating within one another's hive. Their shoulders tightened, and their free hands moved over one another's tits, Kay plucking Jenni's upward-pointing nipples as Jenni squeezed her tapering nubs.

Their bodies arched, their tits pressing against each other's hands as their cunnies tightened and loosened around the unhurried flow of each other's fingers. Their fannies thrust back, their legs tightening as their fingertips moved upward to snare their pulsing clits. Their breaths caught, their flushed faces lifting, and they trembled as orgasms flowered, blurring their thoughts and setting their hearts to beating.

Murmuring, they sagged against the wall, their hands continuing to move at each other's damp furrow. Their eyelashes parted, and they smiled at one another.

"Lori says they're trying to get a male teacher," Jenni whispered.

"There's a few of the teachers staying on till you get there, so if you could go up in the morning…?" Kelly asked, looking up at him from the large easy chair in her bedroom, her voice softened by sleep, her old-fashioned nightdress opened from her body and pulled to the side from her fanny.

"I'm champing at the bit, like a true stud," he smiled, and she turned in the chair, looking up at him.

"No argument," she said, the sloe eyes quickening his breathing, the nightgown open from her rich tits to her dark bush. "So, I'm off to get ready to leave," he said, drawing her up into his arms. Will you and the twins be up to visit?"

"Oh, eventually," she smiled, her arms sliding around his waist as as they kissed deeply; and he caressed her full ass cheeks, his tool pressing against her through his slacks. "But not too long from now," she smiled, shifting her hip against his rod, and they moved out into the hall, their arms around one another.

They paused at an open door, and looked in. Alex lay stomach down; Alma was on her back, the wide nubs of her nipples standing up from the subtle rises of her tits, one long, rounded thigh out to the side, the plump pubes bared along with the undersides of her ass cheeks. The sheet was, curled down beneath Alex's ass cheeks.

He and Kelly moved to the side of the bed, looking down at the sleeping twins, and Alma's eyes flickered open. She smiled dreamily, and reached up to squeeze his hard rod. He sat down on the edge of the bed, and leaned forward to kiss her gently. He straightened, looking at the sleeping Alex, and he turned to press his lips to Alma's slit, his hand sliding up between Alex's spread thighs as he kissed Alma's tender lips, and he caressed Alex's. Alex continued to sleep.

He stood up, and Alma smiled at him before rolling over against Ale's side. He took a deep breath, and turned toward the door with Kelly.

"Parting is such sweet… sorrow?" he said, savoring Alma's taste, and he and Kelly grinned.

After leaving Kelly's he had gone to Donna's. As they wouldn't be seeing each other for a while, their lovemaking had a marked intensity to it, and it had gone an through most of the night. Resuming their balling in the morning, he had phoned Kelly to tell her he would go up the next morning.

And when the time had come for the drive, he had found himself smiling mellowly, remembering Donna, Kelly and the twins as he drove. The time floating by, he soon found himself pulling off onto a side road marked only by No Trespassing and Private Property signs. Soon, he was driving along, the view blocked by trees, which formed a corridor. He kept expecting the curving road to end, and it finally did. Stopping, he got out and tried the fence blocking his way. Finding it locked, he looked around, and saw a box on a pole to one side, and he opened it to find a telephone. He lifted the receiver, and after a minute a woman's voice asked him to identify himself.

"I'll unlock it from here," she said. "Please close it behind you."

"Right," he said, liking the sound of her voice, and the gate clicked open as he hung up and shut the box.

He pushed the gate fully open, drove through, closed the gate, and continued along the tree-lined road. After a few hundred yards, the trees began to thin, and he saw the old mansion that housed the school. Gulls dipped overhead, and he dimly heard the ocean as he moved nearer to the school.

The trees ending, the landscaped grounds spread out to either side, and he saw girls walking, sitting and standing. Then they began to look toward him, reacting with surprise and/or pleasure at the sight of a man, wondering if he was the new teacher.

He pulled up in front of the school, and he saw girls looking out from the windows, whispering to one another as they inspected him. Feeling himself harden as the girls appraised him, he moved toward the door, remembering balling with Donna just before departing, her calves up over his shoulders, his rod throbbing in her ass as he caressed her cunny while she watched, his legs spread out from her.sides.

"May I help you?" a petite girl asked him, her blonde hair tied back in a pony tad, and she gave him an impish smile.

"I'm' looking for Miss Charleston," he smiled, looking down into her jade-green eyes.

"Right this way," she said, and his eyes dropped to the lush ass.cheeks shifting beneath her gym shorts as he followed.

"You the new teacher?" she asked, looking back over her shoulder.

"That's me," he nodded knowing she would have the pleasure of starting the word spreading.

"Great," she smiled, coming to a stop, the forward arch of her body accented as her hands moved back to rest atop her fanny, her pert tits thrusting against her T-shirt.

"Hopefully' he smiled, seeing her check his crotch again to find that he was still semi erect, and he knew that she would also be mentioning that, and he grinned as he imagined the exaggerations about his dimensions.

"Well, see you later. I'm Terri," she said, and he watched her move back down the hall, glancing back with a smile.

"Come in," the voice from the phone called as he knocked, and Ella Charleston stood up to come around from behind her desk. "Good to meet you, Mr. Austin," she said, offering her hand.

"Wayne," he smiled, shaking her graceful hand, her hazel eyes meeting his.

"And I'm Ella." Motioning him toward a chair, she sat back against her desk, her long, shapely legs outstretched from under her skirt. "Long ride?"

"Just up from the road."

"And how are Kelly and the girls doing?" she asked with a trace of a smile, which made him wonder how much she knew about his interview.

"Oh, just fine," he said, memories of them flashing through his brain, which caused his tool to again stiffen, the sight of Ella not counteracting that.

Golden brown hair fell to the nape of her neck, and side-parted bangs fell over her forehead. Her eyes were alight brown, her mouth was full. Ripe, rounded breasts pressed against her tapered blouse, and her hips were lush.

"Well, let's show you to your room, and you can clean up, rest up, or whatever," she smiled warmly, and he followed her out of the office. Outside, a number of girls were inspecting his car, and he and Ella. smiled at one another. "This is our new teacher, Mr. Austin," she informed the girls, arid he nodded to them before getting his bags out. "Now, get along, girls," she said, and they went back inside.

"Kelly said classes won't start for a few days," he said as they went upstairs.

"No, these are the girls who've stayed over during vacation time," she said, and opened the door of his room.

"Very nice," he said, looking around as he put the bags on the large double bed.

"Yes, it can be very nice here." Their eyes held for several moments. "Well, come down whenever you feel like it, and we'll discuss the humdrum aspects of the job," she said.

"Right," he nodded, and he noted the rich fullness of the fanny beneath her skirt as she went out.

He stretched, cracking his back, and slipped off his shoes. He looked into the bathroom with its large tub-shower, and made use of the john. Hearing girls laughing, he moved to the windows and looked out, smiling at what he saw.

Below him, in the large courtyard of the budding, was a swimming pool, and he guessed that the girls had not yet considered the idea of a man being about. One naked girl was swimming in the pool. Four others were on the grass talking, three with dark hair and one with blonde hair. Lacking any self-consciousness, they stretched out together, legs casually thrown apart as they offered their bodies to the sun, and to his eyes. The blonde and one of the brunettes had full breasts, a girl with bangs having pert, conical tits, while the other girl's were wide. The blonde turned, standing up, and he guessed that she was one of the teachers staying over till his arrival. The four moved to swings, and continued to talk as they sat on them.

A redheaded girl was stretched out on a hammock couch, her hair spread over a pillow. Her bra full, her plump areolas were dimpled by inverted nipples. The narrow V of her auburn muff catching the light, she watched as a slender blonde rubbed suntan lotion into her raised leg, her knee out toward the girl. The blonde girl's straight hair hung to her shoulders, her developing breasts capped by pink nipple.

Three other girls were using garden hoses to bathe themselves. One had shoulder-length chestnut hair, her honey-colored tan slightly paler where she had worn bikini bottoms. Holding the hose up, she showered her full breasts, her nipples standing out hard, her areolas tightened She laughed happily, and moved the spray down over her taut belly and full hips, the water cascading from her drenched triangle. He guessed the second girl to be a senior, her full body well toned from swimming. Holding the hose up with both hands, she drank from it, letting the excess spill down over her breasts, along her stomach, and down from her dark nest, her legs spread. The other girl turned, and he realized that it was Terri, who had shown him to Kelly's office. One foot on a pool chair, she held the hose high with both hands, one thumb pressed to the nozzle to intensify the spray raining down over the still maturing domes of her tits, light tan nubs standing out from paler areolas. She lowered one hand, bringing the nozzle closer to her tits, and she lifted her face as she savored the feeling of the water beating against her nipples, the sunlight catching the spray, and gleaming from her body as the water flowed over it. She turned from the waist, the forward curve of her body accented, along with the delicious fullness of her ass cheeks, her legs long.

Terri turned the hose to point upward, holding it with both hands in front of her chestnut bush. Shifting a thumb against the nozzle, she dosed her eyes to the feel of the water arching up and over her tits. She moved her hands out, angling the nozzle down, and the water flowed up over her belly, moving down with its curve. Both thumbs against the nozzle, she worked the surging water over her rounded hips, and then against her canny. Her smile broadened, slender eyebrows lifting above her closed eyes as the water massaged her slit.

She slowly went down to her knees, and rolled over on the grass, the hose slipping from her hands, her fanny lifted. His cock pressing out against his slacks, he took a deep breath, and raised his eyes. Across the way, he saw two girls playfully wrestling in their room. A blonde with glasses dropped onto her back on a bed as a blonde with shorter hair leapt toward her. Her legs curling to her, the first girl lifted her feet, catching the other girl in the stomach lightly, and she lifted her up above her, both laughing. Conical tits pointing down toward the girl with glasses, the girl with short hair let her arms drop, her fanny thrust back and up as she relaxed, putting her weight on the other girl's feet and legs. Slowly, the lower girl's legs bent at the knees, and the short-haired girl's face moved toward hers. Laughing, the girl rolled to the side, and they both tumbled off the bed, and out of sight.

Dampening his lips, he moved his eyes over the other windows. Several girls were lounging about in one room, sharing a late breakfast, either having stripped down to their underwear, or not having yet gotten dressed.

"I've won the sex sweepstakes," he said to himself, "or I'm going to go nuts with frustration."

A cat prowled the window sill of the girls' room, and Wayne wondered if it was a tom As one of the girls petted it, her hair spilled in waves around her face, her bra seeming very white against her tan, jeans clinging to her hips.

"Please let it be the sweepstakes," he murmured, and he forced himself to turn away from the window, laughing as he realized that,he was being paid to be there.