Date: Tue, 05 Oct 2021 03:13:02 +0000 From: OKstoryteller Subject: The Substitute, Part 1 (Bisexual / Adult-Youth) Disclaimer: If you are too young to read this type of story, or if it is illegal in your area, please close this story. Please consider donating to Nifty, help keep this site up and running! The Substitute, Part 1 I had retired early, nothing left to prove in my career field and I was set-up well financially. Unfortunately I ran out of things to accomplish around my home, tired quickly of other mundane activities and found myself restless for a new challenge. I was 56 but looked closer to 35, I'm in relatively good shape and enjoy being active. I answered an ad for substitute instructors for the local school system. Following a brief interview by the HR department I chose to make myself available for the middle school teachers. I chose them because, according to the HR lady, middle school teachers were absent the most it seemed. The kids would be ages 11 to 13, mostly well behaved and the most eager learners - so she said. My first assignment would be for a minimum of 3 days replacing the technology teacher who was having dental surgery. The class was right up my alley, was designed to help students how to write well with an emphasis on essay type assignments. The dress code was business casual so I chose to wear a pair of khaki slacks and a nice golf polo with my favorite tennis shoes. I a few minutes early, checked in at the office and they showed me to my room. There were a few students already in the hallway, waiting to get inside. They looked me up and down, sizing up their prey I supposed. As the remainder of my "charges" filed in they all gave me the once over. I wondered what they must be thinking. When the bell rang to signal the beginning of class I asked them to be seated and listen quietly as I took the role. I was able to check off a couple of names when the class clown decided to test the waters. I asked him to be quiet and he said, who's gonna make me? He then laughed as there was some nervous twitter from his followers. Well, I replied, since your parents obviously failed in training you to behave properly we could move you back down to the elementary school for some remedial training if you would prefer. My retort obviously stunned him and all of his class mates laughed at my rebuke of him. So, I continued, if you would prefer to discuss your class standing with your principal Mrs. Evans, I can arrange that right now. However, if you prefer to stay in this class return to your seat, sit quietly until your name is called and we will begin again. Now, young man, tell me your name. I'm Andy, he said softly. I don't have an Andy on my list, I do see an Andrew, is that your name? The class broke out in a giggling fit when I said Andrew. I'm ANDY! He proclaimed loudly, not ANDREW! Hmm, I said, I don't see a notation for that here so I will just call you Andrew until you earn my respect then we can see about using an alternative name for you. He slumped silently into his seat, a determined scowl painted on his face, as his friends and classmates continued to laugh at his failure. I completed calling the role then introduced myself as their instructor for the next 3 days. I outlined my resume for their consideration and described how I would be operating their class room while I was in charge. I told them my rules for their behavior, my rules for communication between themselves and with me. At the end I asked if there were any questions and of course the class clown, Andy, was the first to speak up. You know Mr. Sub, he began, we don't have to listen to you. We can team up and do what we want and you won't be able to do a thing to stop us. He had assumed the classic Superman pose, his hands on his hips and his chest puffed out as he waited for my response. Three other students were standing with him, his posse of followers I assumed. Well Andrew, I said calmly, that would be yet another massive mistake on your part. Whys that teach? he said with a smirk on his face as he nodded to his posse. Well Andrew, I continued, first, I am much nicer when I'm approached in a civilized manner. Next, there aren't enough of you and your followers in this classroom to present even the smallest physical challenge for me. I am a 23rd degree black belt in 3 different disciplines and could easily defend the civilized young people in this class from any threat to their educational process. And finally, this is my first assignment as a substitute and I want to make a strong impression which means I will not only maintain the absolute control of this class and all the students, but I will be striving to make a good impression with Mrs. Evans. So, make your decision wisely Andrew, I said, I can assure you that being my enemy is not a very good list to be on. No one was laughing now as Andrew stood alone, his back-up posse had long abandoned him. So Andrew, I continued, take your seat, behave or suffer the consequences. He returned to his seat, slumping and avoiding eye contact with any of his classmates. I scanned the class room, all eyes were glued to me, some were obviously amused, some had a concerned look on their face and a few actually looked away as I scanned in their direction. Now, I said, since we have handled the threat to our class time together, here is your assignment for today. Do your own work, make sure to complete the assignment before the end of the period and turn your paper into my by raising your hand, wait for me to recognize you before approaching my desk. Everyone, even Andrew, went to work on their assignment. It should take them most of the remaining time to finish so the remainder of the class time went by quickly. Andrew looked at me a few times with a scowl on his face, the rest of the class kept their eyes down. One by one they would raise their hands, waiting for me to recognize them before they came to the front. I did notice a few cuties in the crowd, one hispanic girl, one asian girl and a very pale white girl were all extremely cute. There were also two boys that were strikingly cute. One looked to be of latin descent and one was darker skinned. I enjoy eye candy as much as the next guy, so that made me smile. Andrew raised his hand, fortunately so did 3 or 4 others at the same time so I was able to make him wait, further frustrated him. He was clearly not used to being ignored or challenged. I gathered all the papers, gave them instructions for the next day and dismissed them as the bell rang. Andrew glared at me all the way from his seat at the back of the class to the door. I kept solid eye contact with a confident grin on my face. The next 2 classes were very respectful, it was obvious the gossip mill had spread the word. I enjoyed working with them and there were no issues of any kind. There were 4 or 5 very cute little girls and boys in those classes as well. I was going to enjoy this teaching gig a lot I thought to myself. My lunch break followed the third class so I headed to the cafeteria for a meal. One big benefit to this teaching gig was a free lunch each day, albeit from the school's cafeteria. As I was walking to the line I saw Andrew lurking to my left, trying to sneak up on me for some reason. As he lurched toward me in an effort to trip me, I swept his leg causing him to basically flip onto his stomach. Andrew, I said, what did you slip on there young man? The entire cafeteria, who were apparently in on his plan to trip me, burst into laughter as Andrew struggled to get to his feet. Mrs. Evans was in the room, witnessed what happened and quickly made her way to where Andrew was lying embarrassed on the floor. Mr. Wyatt, she said sternly, go to my office and wait for me to arrive, NOW. Andrew drug himself to his feet, stung by the continuing giggles and slunk out of the caferia. Mrs. Evans approached me, I see you have made Andys list. He tried to play the class clown and I rebuked him in front of his peers. He was clearly unhappy that I would not only challenge him but that I would embarass him in front of his peers. Your answer to his actions was perfect, she praised. I enjoyed seeing him "slip" onto the floor. While I obviously can't condone any type of violent confrontation with the studnets, was that a karate move? I smiled, actually a more advanced discipline, designed for self defense. It has come in handy many times. Carry-on, she said, it's good to have you with us. I smiled as I got my tray, all the student eyes focused on me as I found a place to sit. The 2 classes after lunch were amazing. Several very cute kids in the classes and their demeanor was exemplary. You have to love the gossip hotline these days. The next 2 days were non-descript, Andrew had resigned himself to defeat. While he was a star football player and wrestler, he recognised my skill in putting him down so quickly. Near the end of the 3rd day, Mrs. Evans came to ask me to fill-in for an additional month as the teacher had encountered some after surgery issues that would keep hey away for 4 weeks. Sally Edwards, who sits in the front row of my last class, heard Mrs. Evans asking me to stay on. She smiled at me and slowly opened her legs as Mrs. Evans spoke to me. I could see her pink panties with a little lacy trim as she intentionally exposed herself to me. My cock responded as it began to swell, thankfully hidden as I sat behind the desk. I would be happy to continue on Mrs. Evans, I said, I am enjoying my time in these classes. I made eye contact with Sally and smiled as my eyes drifted down to view her panties again. The class was winding down, all the work had been turned in as I told the students to clean up their work spaces. Just as the bell rang I said, Sally Edwards, you need to remain after class to speak to me. No one seemed to notice that she was blushing a deep red as they filed out of the class, chatting and laughing as their school day was done. Miss Edwards, I said, would you like to explain why you obviously exposed your panties to me? I could see her legs were still splayed apart, her painties on full display as her dress had inched up higher. I um, I um, she stuttered, I didn't know you could see them. An obvious lie. That young lady is a blatent lie. When Mrs. Evans was speaking to me you made obvious eye contact and slowly opened your legs to show me your pink, lacy panties. So, now that we have cleared that up, why? She had dropped her eyes, she had blushed a deep crimson as she avoided my eyes. Her legs were still open. Well young lady, I continued, why did you expose your panties to me? I lost the bet, she said softly, so I had to see if I could get you to look at my panties. And just who was involved in this bet? I asked. Me, Patty, Denise and Alana she said softly. Well, I said, tomorrow we will have a group discussion with them included. Now, I continued, pull your panties off. Her head snapped up, her eyes wide in a panic at my order. WHAT? WHY? she asked loudly. Because I told you to do so, I said, or we could go down and get Mrs. Evans involved in this discussion. NO! she near shouted. I mean, I don't want to go see Mrs. Evans, please. Do as I told you, pull your panties off. I watched as she reached down and slid her sexy little panties off, exposing her bald slit to my view as she complied. My cock was rock hard, leaking pre-cum into my boxers briefs. She sat transfixed in her desk, her panties in her hand as she waited for my next order. Bring them to me, I said calmly. As she stood up her dress slipped down and covered her naked lower body. She inched to my desk, her eyes riveted to the floor with her panties dangling in her left hand. She extended her left hand toward me, her panties dangling limply. I took them from her and said, look at me Miss Edwards. She looked up, our eyes meeting across the desk as I pulled her damp panties to my face and inhaled the scent of her 11 year old pussy. I saw her hand as it snaked below her skirt, she was sliding a finger into her slit as she watched me smelling her panties. Step around the desk Miss Edwards, I instructed. She moved slowly around the desk as I swiveled my chair to meet her. I slid my hand under her short skirt and touched her immature slit. Well Miss Edwards, I said, is this what you expected? No, no, she stammered as my finger traced up and down her wet opening. I never, I mean, I didn't know, I mean it was just a bet to see if we could see your penis get hard, she gasped. I pushed my finger into her slit finding her hymen intact and stopping my progress. I was enjoying turning the tables on this little cock tease. I wonder if she even thought there would be the consequence for her actions. So, the 4 of you were going to try and see if my cock would get hard so you could embarass me? I asked. No, she said, no just, we, I mean we wanted to see if you had a big one is all. I see, as I continued to rub her hairless little slit, so do you and your friends see lots of boys cocks? No, she moaned, we have never see a real one, only pictures online when we have sleepovers. Her knees were shaking as I continued to play with her pussy. We just wanted to see if yours was big is all. Well, I said as I pulled my finger from her pussy, why would you tease me? Why not tease a boy in your class? They are all boys, so immature and silly, we wanted to see a real man's penis, she said. I raised my finger and swiped it under her nose, coating her upper lip with her pussy cream before I stuck it in my mouth to clean her juices off my finger. She licked her lips and followed my finger as it slid into my mouth. I pulled it out and lowered my hand to my zipper, hiding the bulge in my pants from her view. Well young lady, I said, what all have the 4 of you done while looking at porn on the internet? Um, she blushed red again, we like to play with our pussies and pretend we are gonna have sex. Do you play with their pussies too? I asked. NO! she snapped, we haven't done that at all, we really haven't, I promise. Well, I said with my hands still covering my hard cock, I am not sure what to think, or what to do about this yet. You will not tell the girls or anyone what happened today unless you are prepared to explain this to Mrs. Evans. Do you understand me? Yes sir, she whispered, I won't say anything at all. You will not tell the girls anything about what I said or what I did or what you did, I continued, is that clear? Yes sir, she said. Now, lift your dress with your right hand and rub your pussy as I watch, I said. She lifted the hem of her dress, her tiny wet slit was lightly blushed. She was clearly aroused. She took her left index finger and began to rub up and down her wet slit. She pushed it in and out a few times before she bagan to circle her miniscule clit. She was clearly into this type of mastabatory play as her breathing quickened. Are you about to cum Miss Edwards? I asked. Yes sir, yes sir I am, she huffed, I am gonna cum! Let me see your penis sir, please show me your penis, please, please! I smiled, my hands still covering my very hard cock. No Miss Edwards, I said, no I won't. She lurched forward as her orgasm hit, her knees buckling, her chest heaving. She pulled her finger from her slit and sucked her juices off. She was trying to regain her composure, trying to process what had just happened. Let me repeat myself so it is perfectly clear. When your 3 friends text you, call you or email you - you will tell them I scolded you for sitting with your legs open. That is all you will say. You will not tell them that I found out why you did it. You will not tell them I made you take off your panties. You will not tell them that you made yourself cum as I watched. Is that clear? Yes sir, she said softly. Can I have my panties back sir? No Miss Edwards, I replied calmly, no you may not. I will be keeping them for now. Her face gave away the terror she was feeling. How, why, I mean, she stammered, I have to ride my bike home and everyone will be able to see I don't have panties on! I can see how that could be embarassing, I said, but it isn't my problem. Tonight you will write an essay as your punishment. You will clearly described the events of this afternoon beginning now. You will write down everything that happens from this moment until you are home and put on panties again. Is that assignment clear Miss Edwards? Yes sir, she whispered, I understand. You are dismissed, I said. Make sure you write a good essay or you will be punished tomorrow. Yes sir, I will. I watched as she limped out of my classroom, my hard cock slowly deflating as I locked the room and prepared to leave. I looked out my window and saw Sally as she was unlocking her bike, the wind catching her short dress and exposing her amazing little butt to the world. I hurried out so I could follow her home, excited about what might happen along the way. 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