Date: Fri, 19 Nov 2021 13:46:13 -0500
From: Jon Matthew AD <twoguystories@gmail.com>
Subject: Cora's Special Place 4

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Cora's Special Place
Chapter 4
by Jon and Matthew

Jill Young crouched by her desk and in front of Bobby, one of her new first
grade students. She was telling him how glad she was that he was in her
class and how much fun they'd have learning together, and then she heard
the door.

She squeezed his shoulder and stood up to see who was entering, and her
brain short circuited.

There, at the back of the room, just inside the door, was the girl she had
been on three dates with, three great dates, two of which had ended with
her mouth and fingers on the girl, Melissa's, pussy...and, she was holding
the hand of maybe the prettiest, sexiest, fucking gorgeous little girl
she'd ever seen.

And the short little brunette girl was wearing an even shorter, tight dress
that Jill immediately, instinctively, itched to get under. It was white
with black stripes and had a...well, a literal pussy, the cat kind...on the
front. And it showed off the girl's stupendous legs.

Melissa...is that her daughter? No, she would have told me.

If Jill didn't know any better, she would think the dress with the kitty
was an invitation to...

It must be Melissa's sister, Jill told herself, shaking off her confused,
dirty thoughts.

Jill decided she better go back and say hello because....she and Melissa
had been staring at each other for too long now to be polite. And, the
grown ups in the room might actually start to wonder about her.

She planted a smile on her face and walked back to Melissa and the little
vision of sexiness with her.

Just as with the boy, Jill crouched down in front of the girl and said,
"Well, hello, there. My name is Miss Young. What's yours?"

"Coraline Smith!" the little girl said proudly and immediately.

"Well, Coraline Smith. I'm so happy to meet you. Are you here for first
grade?"

"Uh-huh." Coraline nodded, obviously excited.

"Well, good. Why don't you come up to the front of the room with me and we
can find your name on my list....and who is this pretty lady with you?"

"That's my Mommy!" Coraline Smith said, equally proudly.

Her Mommy! Holy shit!

"Well, why don't you bring her with you up to my desk and we'll get
everything straightened out. Oh what a big backpack. Can I see it?"

Coraline dropped Melissa's hand and turned around to show Jill the big
backpack, which frankly looked almost as big as Coraline herself. But, she
seemed to be handling it well.

"That's so pretty! Love the rainbow! You chose well. I'll show you where to
put it later. Follow me, okay?"

Coraline looked up at Melissa, and they smiled at each other. Jill stood up
to lead them to her desk.

As they stood in front of her desk, Jill looked at her class list and, sure
enough, did find Coraline Smith...and Melissa's last name.

"Coraline Smith...you are right there on my list. I'm so glad," Jill said,
smiling down at Coraline. She still hadn't really looked at Melissa again
yet. She couldn't because she might just kiss her.

Knowing Melissa had a daughter...knowing Melissa had such a drop dead sexy
little girl...well, it felt like destiny, Jill's destiny, to have met these
two spectacular girls.

"So, Coraline, is that what you want me to call you? Or is there another
name you want me to call you?" Jill asked.

This actually seemed to trip Coraline up. She must not have been used to
having people ask that, and she looked up at Melissa. So did Jill, finally.

"I usually call her Cora," Melissa said and held out her hand. "Hi, I'm
Melissa. I'm Cora's mother, obviously."

Jill looked straight into Melissa's eyes, took her soft, warm hand,
squeezing just a little harder than other grown ups, and said, "Hi,
Melissa. It's wonderful to...meet you..." Jill so wanted to say more, but
now was not the time. She had a new student and had a whole class to think
about right now. She put on her teacher face again and looked down at Cora.

Jill opened a drawer in her desk and pulled out an index card. "Well, Cora,
it's time for you to tell me where you want to sit. You can choose any desk
that doesn't have a card like this with a name on it, okay?"

"Okay!" Cora said, her confidence seemingly back. Jill recognized Melissa's
admiring look on Cora's face. But, again, now was not the time to explore
that...she'd most definitely look for chances to explore it in the future,
though.

And, she'd explore it further with her fingers deep in her own pussy
tonight.

Jill watched Cora float around the room while Melissa lingered not far from
Jill but with eyes on Cora, as well. There were only four desks claimed
already.

They both walked slowly toward Cora as she seemed to slow down near the
back row. When they arrived, one on each side of Cora, she seemed to decide
on the desk closer to the middle of the class, in the next to last row.

"Is this the desk you like, baby?" Melissa asked.

Jill almost melted into a puddle of goo, hearing Melissa speak so lovingly
to Cora and calling her `baby'. If she didn't know better...

"Yes," Cora said, putting her backpack down on the floor next to the desk.

Jill recovered and said, "Excellent choice! I'll just write your name on
this card and put it here on top so nobody else tries to claim it, okay?"
Jill did as she promised.

"Okay," Cora answered and sat in the chair.

"Okay, baby. Mommy needs to go now." Melissa knelt next to Cora. "Have a
great day. I know you'll do great. Give mommy a kiss."

Cora stood and stepped into her mother's arms, wrapping hers around
Melissa's neck, and they naturally pressed their lips together and lingered
just a little...innocent still but very loving.

Jill could hardly stand it.

"Bye, baby," Melissa said and stood.

"Oh, Ms. Smith, may I speak to you out in the hall before you leave?"

"Oh...yeah, sure," Melissa said, with a look Jill recognized as relief.

Jill followed Melissa out the door, and, after the door closed and Melissa
stood off to the side, Jill grabbed Melissa's hand and pulled her down the
hall to where there was a short hallway that led nowhere except for a few
closet doors and a faculty restroom.

Jill almost decided to pull her into that restroom but didn't. She really
didn't have time. Grown ups were in the room with their kids, but she was
still a professional.

But, she did push her against the wall and kiss her...deep, long, and hard.

Melissa wound her arms around Jill's waist and returned the kiss with equal
fervor.

Before it got out of hand, Jill pulled back and leaned on the opposite
wall, breathing heavily. "Why didn't you tell me you had a daughter?"

"Um, well, it's a long story," Melissa said, looking dazed by the kiss. She
took a deep breath and smiled. "But...I had decided to let you meet
her. She was the surprise for Friday."

"Oh, well, she's...she seems like a sweet girl, and...well, is it too much
to say that I feel like she was meant to be in my class?"

Melissa looked at her with an expression that Jill couldn't really
read. Finally, Melissa said, "No, not too much," and looked down. Jill
loved her shy side and her assertive side.

Such a complex woman Melissa was even at 20, and Jill had already admitted
to herself that she was falling in love.

And, Mellisa was here, right in front of her, at school, where her daughter
was in Jill's class.

Destiny, no doubt.

But, Jill needed to get back to her classroom. So, she drew close to
Melissa again and lifted her chin with her finger. "I'm so glad you're
here...and I'm so happy Cora is in my class...I can't even stand it."

"Me too," Melissa whispered, with her eyes glistening with tears. "When you
said you taught first grade, I..." She trailed off.

"Text me later, okay?"

"Okay."

Jill leaned in and kissed Melissa again, this time more tenderly but no
less deep. She wanted Melissa to know how fucking happy she was in that
moment.

"Bye," Jill said.

"Bye," Melissa answered and walked away, with a lingering look.

Jil walked back to her room with a spring in her step.

Cora looked up from her desk and smiled back at her when Jill smiled.

Cora really was beautiful, and she could see a little of her mother's face
but more of her personality already in this hot little number.

But, Jill didn't have time to go too far down that road when another little
girl walked in with a man.

Jill wasn't far into the room, so she was face to face with the man when
she turned. She smiled and introduced herself.

"My name is Lynne...Boone. And, this little spitfire is my daughter, Abby."

Jill looked down at Abby, who said, "Daddy adopted me when he married my
mommy."

Well, fuck, Jill thought. This one was going to be a...challenge. She was a
little blond bombshell. She wore a very tight, very short white dress with
a scoop neck. She had legs for days, and her nipples jutted out through her
dress.

Jill was in lust. She'd embrace the challenge.

For now, she crouched as with every other child, and said. "Hi, Abby. My
name is Miss Young. I'm so glad you're here. Would you like to come up to
my desk to make sure I have you on my list?"

"Uh-huh." She smiled like the sun. This girl was confident and full of
spunk, seemingly oozing...was it really sexuality?

Jill would find out.

Jill reminded herself she had all school year to get in Abby's
panties. She'd have to be patient. Feel Abby out. Then, hopefully, feel her
up.

Look, don't touch...for now. Oh, but she was looking.

In fact, she was following Abby to her desk, and fuck, the dress perfectly
clung to each of this minx''s perfectly round ass cheeks...and those long
legs!

Abby walked, poised like a tiny woman, up to her desk, and Jill followed
her, moving around the desk. "Boone was your last name?"

"Yes, Miss Young," Abby said. Confident but polite.

Jill looked at her list and found Abby's name. "There you are, Abigail
Boone. Now, Abby, you get to choose your seat next. You can take any seat
that doesn't have a card like this with someone's name on it," Jill said,
taking out a new blank card.

Abby took no time choosing the front and center seat, and Jill closed her
eyes for a second silently thanking God for blessing a perverted lesbian
teacher.

Mr. Boone knelt down and squeezed Abby at her waist as Jill wrote Abby's
name. "Okay, Abs. I've gotta go. I'll see you at home tonight, okay?"

Jill watched as, suddenly, Abby's demeanor changed to slightly sad. She
looked at her daddy and smiled a sad smile. "Okay, Daddy. I love you."

"I love you, too, honey bunch." And, then, he kissed her on the lips.

Jill thought back to Melissa doing the same. It could be a coincidence. It
could be innocent with both of them. But, Jill would keep an eye out.

Obviously, she'd be spending a lot of time with Cora, and, as that thought
entered her mind, Jill looked back at Cora who was staring at her, with a
pensive look on her face.

Jill smiled back at her, and Cora brightened and smiled back.

It was getting close to time to get started with school, so she approached
the few other children and grown ups to get their kids settled. She figured
there were about three to five more students on her list who hadn't shown
up yet. It happened every year. Some came late. Some never came.

Jill waited for Jim and Tim, a set of twins, and Conner and Bobby, the
first boy who had come in to take their seats, and, finally, she was ready
for roll call as the last of the grown ups left the room, waving to their
children.

"Hello, class. As you know, my name is Miss Young. I'm so happy to have
every one of you in my class this year. Are you all happy to be in first
grade?"

She looked around the room. Cora was smiling. Abby was nodding. The twins,
Bobby, and the three or four other boys looked at each other to see if it
was cool to be enthusiastic. Bobby seemed to be looking at Jill like she
was a goddess, so the other two boys looked at her the same way.

Jill was used to that.

The other girls were nodding and smiling to varying degrees. She assessed
which children she'd need to help out of their shells.

Meanwhile, she was looking at several tiny goddesses in her room. Mary and
Sally and Brenda, a fiery redhead...all fuckable as hell. And, as she
passed out sheets of paper, she started devising ways of getting a look
under Brenda's tight shorts--maybe watch her changing sometime--and
fantasizing about watching Mary and Sally make sweet love.

But, as she prepared to explain what she wanted the kids to do, she
refocused on Abby and Cora. They were her targets this year.

She'd have to be careful with Cora, but maybe she could get a taste of Abby
by winter break.

"Okay, boys and girls. Do you all have colored pencils or crayons?"

She looked around as they all nodded or smiled or simply reached into their
backpacks to find their pencils or crayons. Everyone seemed to be
prepared. That was good.

She had laid out some sheets of construction paper strips on a table at the
front of the room, and she took a stack.

"Good. I'm passing out two pieces of construction paper, and I want you to
make two name tags for yourself," she said as she walked around the room,
checking to see if she could see down any of her little girl students'
shirts.

Brenda had freckles all over her chest in her spaghetti strap tank, and
Jill could almost see her areolae as she walked by. Damn. "One of the name
tags is for your desk, and one is for a locker in the back of the room."

All the students, who were clearly paying attention, turned to look.

Jill chuckled and trained her eye on Cora and caught a glimpse of her
little ass. "You'll choose a locker for your backpacks and jackets and
whatever else you bring to school and don't need the whole day. You'll need
your pencils, cases, and paper at your desk, at least. I want you to write
your name and decorate your name tag however you want, and, when you're
done your locker name tag, I'll let you go back and find yours. Okay?"

Abby raised her hand.

"Yes...Abby." Jill licked her lips and tried to listen to Abby's question.

"My name is Abigail, but everyone calls me Abby. What do I put on my name
tag?" she asked.

"That's a great question, Abby. And the answer is that you do whatever you
want, as long as we know it's you. You can write Abby Boone or Abigail
Boone or just Abigail or Abby. It's all up to you." Jill made sure Abby
knew she was aware of who she was.

Abby fidgeted, looking very eager and...already pulling out pencils.

"Okay, go for it! Have fun! I'll be walking around to help each one of
you." Jill smiled.

She really did pride herself on being a good teacher who cared for her
students...she just cared for her female students in a different, more
forbidden, way.

Jill started in the back to make sure those kids felt included. It also
gave her the chance to shamelessly scope out the little girls' butts.

They were all round, firm, and clearly lickable. She was good at
compartmentalizing, but, standing at the back of room for a moment,
surveying the girls, her mouth watered, especially at Mary's juicy little
ass. Out of all the girls, she was the chubbiest.

Jill was pretty sure it would be hard to get into those shorts though. Her
parents seemed very "proper," and Mary would be a puzzle. She'd keep her
eye out for opportunities, but she had easier fish to fry.

She found Abby's ass in her vision again, and damn it was like two little
apples in her dress...Jill knew it would taste great. She would do her best
to find out.

Then, she looked at Cora. Cora was tiny, but her ass in that dress...well,
her ass rivaled Abby's for sure. Instead of apples, her ass cheeks looked
like two little round plums in her dress...she wanted to bite them, and she
thought Cora might like that if it wasn't too hard.

Jill took a deep breath. She was confident she'd get a chance with at least
one of these girls if she was patient.

She made her way around the room, across the back first, helping each
child, including the last two students to come in, Woody and Conner, and
complimenting them on their creativity. Then, the next row until she got to
Cora.

She knelt next to Cora's chair. She smelled...fucking delicious, so fresh
and clean.

"Those are pretty butterflies, Cora."

"Thank you," Cora smiled and blushed.

"You've put a `C' and `o' for your name. Are you leaving room for the rest
later?"

Cora blushed deeper red and frowned slightly. "I don't know how to make the
other letters."

"Oh! Well, that's okay. That's why I'm here to help!" Jill answered,
cheerfully, taking the chance to rub Cora's back in comfort.

"My mommy had trouble learning how to write her name when she was a girl,"
Tim, one of the twins seated on each side of Cora, said.

"Yeah. She said it took, like, forever, when she was helping us learn to
write all the letters this summer," Jim, sitting on Cora's other side,
said.

Cora's frown turned to a small smile, and Jill pressed her hand more firmly
at the small of her back.

Fuck! Her body was soft and pliant. She smelled so sweet, and the way her
body felt even just over the dress gave Jill chills. She might not be able
to resist this girl.

"Do you want to write your whole name or just Cora?"

"Um...I think just Cora." Cora looked like she was taking courage from
Jim's and Tim's words.

Jill wasn't sure why she didn't want to write her whole name, but she'd
help.

"Okay, honey, I'll help you. Let me go get more paper to write the letters
on so you can copy, okay?"

"Um...I have a notebook you can use," Cora said, turning a pretty pink.

Jill stared into Cora's pretty eyes a little too long.

I want to kiss her right here and right now, but it's not the time or place
for that.

Jill refocused.

"Ooh, let me see."

Cora dug into her backpack and pulled out a writing notebook and presented
it to Jill with a proud smile.

"Oh that's pretty," Jill said, and Cora turned her pretty pink again.

This is going to be hard.

"Here. Do you know what letter comes next?" Jill said.

"Um..." Cora scrunched her eyebrows. Very cute. "Is it `a'?"

"That's close. That comes after `r', It's okay, sweetie. You'll get it in
no time." Jill said, smiling. "Here, I'll show you how to write it. Can I
borrow a pencil?"

"Okay," Cora said. She picked out a red pencil for Jill and gave it to her.

Jill brushed her fingers with her own as she smiled at Cora. "Thank you. Do
you know how to write an `r'

"No...the `r' and `a' are hard. They look weird."

"Okay. You watch and then you can copy, okay?" Jill opened to the first
page of the notebook and wrote a small `r'. "There's a little `r'. It's a
little stick and curve here." She traced the shape of the `r' with her
finger.

Cora stuck her tongue out as she tried to copy the `r'. Jill was definitely
feeling the moisture in her pussy from Cora's cuteness, but she stayed
focused. "Good job, sweetie."

Cora smiled and looked down a lot like her mommy did.

The stick on the `r' was not quite straight, and the curve was a little
straighter and lower down than it should be, ideally, but pretty good.

"Okay, now the a is hard, right?"

"Yeah...it just looks different sometimes."

"You're exactly right. But we'll do it the easiest way, okay?" Jill
said. "We'll start with a circle like the `o'."

She did the circle, and Cora, tongue out again, copied it. She was good at
circles.

"Good! Now, to make an a, you just put a stick down on this side of the
circle." She drew a straight line down the right side of the circle to make
an a.

Cora copied it. Her `stick' cut through the circle a little too much, but,
again, it was pretty good.

"Very, very good. You'll be great at writing in no time."

Cora blushed bright red as Jill rubbed her back and smiled at her.

"Okay, when you're ready, you copy your name again on the other name
tag. I'll help the other children, and if you need me, raise your hand,
okay?"

"Okay, um...thank you, Miss Young," Cora said in a shy voice.

"You're very welcome. That's why I'm here."

Jill stood up, indulging in a small brush of Cora's hair at the top of her
head, noticing her wet pussy rub her panties...

I need to stay calm.

She heard the twins give Cora more encouragement as she started to move
around the room.

But, she stayed calm, even as she saw Brenda's nipples poking out through
her tank top up close.

She made her way around, keeping her cool. But, then she got to Abby's
desk.

Abby was rubbing herself...and, as Jill knelt down next to Abby, she
watched Abby pull her dress up just enough to see her panties peeking
out...hot pink and damn sexy.

Abby rubbed her crotch with the heel of her hand. She rubbed hard.

Jill looked around to see if anyone could see what Abby was doing. She
decided they couldn't, so she looked back down, as if in a trance.

Definitely oozing sexuality.

Again, she realized she'd been staring and looked up at Abby, who was
smiling like the Cheshire cat...Jill knew she was caught.

She had been staring...and now she wondered if the show was for her.

She decided to push just a little to test the waters. She leaned close to
Abby, pretending to look at the name tags, and put her hand on Abby's
leg. "Oh! You're doing great with your name tags! Looks like you're almost
done!"

Abby smelled like sex...pussy juice, sweat, a little musty, maybe a little
pee...and little girl fresh.

Jill was glad she wasn' standing up because she might have fallen to her
knees to worship Abby's pussy.

"Yep," Abby said just as loudly. Then, quieter, Abby said, "I'm glad you're
my teacher. You're pretty."

Who would be seducing who? Jill wondered.

Jill squeezed Abby's leg where her hand was and stood up.

"Okay, are you all done?" she said, turning to look around at the
students. None of them were working, and they all had smiles on their
faces. So, she figured the answer was `yes'. "Okay good. Now...next we're
going to do some more drawing. How does that sound?"

More smiles all around and some fidgeting, like dancing in their
seats. Jill saw another flash of panties under Abby's desk but focused on
Cora who looked very happy.

Jill's heart melted and her pussy throbbed.

"Okay, here's what I want you to do," Jill said as she grabbed another
stack of paper off the desk, this time regular drawing paper, and started
passing them out. "On this paper, I want you to draw your favorite
things. It can be one or two things or as many things as you want. Any
questions?"

Nobody raised their hand.

"Okay, good. Now, after you're done, you're going to tell us your name and
what you drew. It'll help us all get to know each other, okay?"

More smiles and nods.

"Okay, good, now you have about 25 minutes for this, and while you're
working, I'll be calling your names one by one to go back and choose a
locker to put your stuff in and put your name tag on." Jill looked around
to see if they were still with her. They were. "I'll bring you tape and put
it on your name tag when I call your name. Are you with me?"

Still everyone looked eager and ready to work.

"Okay, good. Go ahead and start drawing, and, Bobby, since you were first
to arrive to class today, you get to pick your locker first." She pulled
four pieces of tape and put them on her fingers and walked back to Bobby's
desk to put it on his name tag.

Bobby took his backpack to a locker, and, while he was there, Jill stalked
her prey...a girl.

She found Mary...sweet looking Mary, pretty with chubby cheeks, chubby
thighs, and juicy ass. She had pigtails and was missing a front tooth.

So cute. Jill thought about how those juicy thighs would feel against her
cheeks as she dug her tongue deep in her pussy. Jill thought Mary would be
literally juicy.

She stopped at Mary's side with the roll of tape and squeezed her
shoulder. "You're next, sweetie. When Bobby gets back to his seat, you can
go back."

Mary smiled up at her as Jill put tape on the name tag she chose for her
locker.

Jill squeezed her shoulder, sneaking a finger to stretch down toward the
swell of her chest, just feeling the curve of her flesh...almost like a
real tit.

Jill went back up to her desk and leaned her butt up against it for the
show.

Billy came back to his desk, and Mary got up and walked back...Jill watched
the jiggle and crossed her legs.

She carried on calling a boy, then a girl, then a boy, etc.

When it was Cora's turn, she crouched again next to Cora to make sure she
had her name tags both done.

"Those are really pretty, Cora, and you did a great job with your letters,"
Jill almost whispered to her, with a hand on Cora's thin, soft, warm leg.

As with Abby, Jill made sure Cora knew her teacher was aware of her.

"Thank you for helping me, Miss Young," Cora answered in the same hushed
tone.

It was the second Cora had thanked her, and it only served to wrap Jill
more around her tiny little finger.

"You're very welcome, sweetie. Here's your tape. Do you want the
butterflies on your locker or the hearts and stars?"

"Hearts and stars," Cora answered.

"Okay, good," Jill said, squeezing Cora's knee, inhaling her scent
again. She put the tape on Cora's name tag and stood up. "Go ahead,
sweetie," she said, stroking Cora's cheek with the tip of her finger.

She had to.

She returned to the front to enjoy Cora's shapely legs and ass rock in that
fucking hot dress as she walked and the bent down in front of a locker
right smack dab in the middle...anytime she was back there, Jill would have
a direct line of sight to her ass.

Again, she crossed her legs. She felt her pussy making her panties damp,
for sure.

She'd be spending plenty of time with Cora, if she played her cards
right. She'd take what she could get with both Melissa and Cora.

For now, she had to focus her libido on another girl...for Melissa's sake.

That girl was Abby, and she was finally the only student who hadn't gotten
a chance to pick a locker...and she had her legs wide open when Jill looked
at her.

She saw more of her pink panties and...a wet spot?

Fuck!

She was glad Abby was last. She crouched in front of Abby's desk and basked
in her scent, her wavy blonde hair, her visible nipples against her tight
dress...

"Here's your tape, sweetie."

"Thank you, Miss Young." Abby actually bit her bottom lip, staring at Jill
with her smoldering blue eyes.

Jill's panties soaked through...she realized she'd have to take them
off. She winked at Abby and bit her own bottom lip.

The wink was a little bold, risky, but this girl was up to something.

And Jill was on the hook and couldn't wait to see what Abby was up to.

Jill stood and watched Abby walk back, so graceful, sleek, and sexy in her
grown up looking tight dress.

Jill lost all awareness of what the other kids were doing as Abby put her
backpack down next to Cora's locker.

Then, Jill stifled an audible gasp as Abby stretched up on her tiptoes and
lifted her arms high with her name tag in both hands.

Very soon, the part of the dress covering her butt stretched and stretched
until it popped up, uncovering half of Abby's hot, tight ass covered in
equally tight hot pink panties.

Her creamy butt cheeks hung out just enough for Jill to need support before
her legs gave out on her. She backed up the short distance to her desk and
leaned back on it again. Her own ass clenched as her pussy grew more and
more wet and swollen.

Her panties were becoming downright uncomfortable.

Abby stretched and stretched, her panties growing tighter and tighter on
her ass. Nobody was watching except Jill, and...she wasn't going to stop
the show just yet.

Then, finally...whoosh, Abby's tight dress had stretched over her ass too
far, and it popped up over her little buns, and now Jill could see all her
butt in her panties and a little sliver of skin.

Abby was also finally managing to finish the job and get her name tag taped
on...

She pulled her dress down but not without staring back at Jill, first. That
twinkle in her eye told Jill that the show was completely on purpose.

Tease.

As Abby put her backpack in the locker and walked back to her desk, still
pulling her dress down, Jill pulled out her drawing to show the students
their next activity.

She was sure Abby knew her fidgets and shimmies were only making Jill
wetter.

"Okay, class we've got all the--" Jill cleared her throat because her voice
was way too husky with arousal. "Everybody has their locker, so it's time
for the next activity...then lunch!"

This time a few of the kids gasped, excited.

Jill laughed. "Hungry, huh? Well, soon... Okay, now what we're going to do
is go around the room. I'll call on you to tell us your name and the things
that you drew and show us."

She held up her own picture.

"I did this one at home yesterday to show you that I won't usually make you
do anything that I won't do." She smiled at them.

"So, I'm Miss Young," Jill said. "And this is my picture of my favorite
things. I like swimming..."

She pointed to a picture of herself swimming underwater in what she thought
was a rather risque bikini, with fish around her. She wasn't a great
artist, so it wasn't exactly sexy.

But, Abby was biting her lip again when Jill looked over at her...damn
tease.

"And, I like pizza," she finally said after all the kids had taken in the
picture of herself.

She watched some of them giggle and some smile really big.

She knew she'd be popular when she said she liked pizza.

She chuckled at their enthusiasm and was reminded of her damp panties again
when she saw Abby cross her legs under her desk.

"Okay now it's your turn...the first person to share their picture will
be..." Jill paused, with a little smile and tapping her chin with her
finger for effect. "Cora."

Cora blushed bright red.

Damn, cute. Jill's panties grew even more moist.

"Can you share with us, Cora? Just take your time. I know you can draw
well. You did so well on your name tag," Jill said.

She waited, and finally Cora looked up, stil red but not crying at
least. Jill was a little afraid she'd have tears in her eyes.

"Go ahead, sweetie. Tell us your name and what you drew. We want to get to
know you."

"Um...my name is Coraline Smith, but I like Cora better. I drew..." She
picked up her paper and held it up for Jill to see. "I drew a camera and I
drew me and Mommy at our special place. It's a house on the lake me and
Mommy go to whenever we can."

"That's so nice, Cora. And is that you taking a picture of the woods?" Jill
asked.

She just learned something about Melissa, too.

"Yes," Cora said. "I love taking pictures." She looked down, shy again.

"Well, that's wonderful, Cora. And, your drawing is beautiful. Now, who's
next?" It was time to take the spotlight off Cora.

She moved along from student to student.

Abby again uncrossed her legs when Jill called on her and spread them
wide...as wide as that fucking tight dress would let her.

Shit. There was a definite wet spot.

"And, Abby, what did you draw? Tell us your name again first," Jill said.

"My name is Abby Boone...it's short for Abigail," she said, bouncing in her
chair, for Jill's benefit no doubt. Jill swore she could see her nipples
get harder before Jill raised her picture. "I drew myself hanging from the
monkey bars at the playground. My daddy takes me there a lot with my
step-sister. That's them in the picture, too."

Jill wasn't sure if Abby was wearing shorts or just panties in her
picture...maybe she'd get a chance to ask about that later.

"Oh...well, that's...excellent!" Jill said. She almost said fucking
hot...that wouldn't be appropriate.

Abby smiled and bounced some more.

Jill was getting more and more stuck in Abby's web, so she decided to move
them along quickly.

Whatever Abby was doing, Jill needed to make sure she didn't let it get in
the way of teaching.

Again, she went from student to student, studying each girl more, thing it
might help her not to get too hyper focused on Abby. Sally drew her
dog. The twins drew each other, both boys drawing a scene of them playing
outside together.

Jill couldn't deny how great it was that they were so close...she just
hoped they didn't cling to each other too much. But, they were encouraging
Cora before, so she wasn't too worried yet.

Brenda, looking sultry as any redhead Jill had ever seen, drew a pretty
damn good representation of a zoo with elephants and giraffes and
bears. And, she drew herself looking at the animals of course.

Jill preferred her real life butt to the one she drew in the picture.

Finally, they were done. Jill was almost exhausted. It was the first day of
school, and Jill was definitely out of practice keeping her libido in
check.

She had forgotten that, before she gave in to her desires for Emma and
Olivia last year, she always had to keep control.

Emma and Olivia, though, had finally broken her down, and now Jill was
struggling to keep her patience.

She was still doing it, but it was a little exhausting.

"Okay, thank you, class, for sharing all of those great things. I loved
hearing all the interesting things you like to do and your favorite people
and everything."

They all smiled, and Cora looked much more confident and happy, which Jill
was really ecatic about.

"Now, right before lunch, we're going to go over the rules of the
class. It's how we will do things while we're all in the classroom
together."

She knew the kids wouldn't be as happy to hear about rules, but there were
no groans at least, just smaller smiles.

"I promise, they're not hard," Jill said. "Okay there are four big
rules. First, no getting up out of your chair unless you raise your hand
and ask. Second, No talking when I'm talking. You've all done really well
with those today, already."

The children perked up, seemingly pleased with the praise.

"And the last two are really important, but I think you'll like them,
too. This first one is to be helpful to each other when you can, and the
last rule is never make fun of anyone. We're all here to learn and become
friends, and I think you'll all be really good at that. Okay?"

They all looked around the room and smiled at each other.

"Good...now, guess what?"

They all looked at her expectantly. Jill chuckled at their short attention
spans.

Abby looked like she had something on her mind. Maybe she'd worked up an
appetite putting on a show for Miss Young.

"It's time for lunch!" Jill announced loudly.

The kids bounced in their seats.

"Okay, we'll go to the lunchroom, and you'll go through the line and get
your lunch. So, we'll line up here and walk down the hall to the
cafeteria. Okay?"

More restless nods.

"Okay let's line up. I'll call you to line up at the door row by row, and
line up in twos next to each other."

Jill started at the back, again, this time to carefully orchestrate it so
that Abby was at the back of the line.

Jill could play the game, too. Whatever Abby had in mind, Jill would make
it as easy as possible.

Jill pulled her large purse she used for school out of her bottom desk
drawer.

They lined up, Abby's ass, her dress still slightly askew, at the back of
the line, a feast for Jill's eyes.

"Okay, Woody, please open the door, and I'll follow you down the hall and
tell you where to stop."

Jill watched Abby's ass sway and rock as she walked. She successfully
disguised her staring as a close eye on her class.

She wasn't sure if this was Abby's natural walk or if it was part of the
show.

Her thoughts swirled with what she might do with that ass if she got the
chance...but Abby was in control. Jill was willing to take her cues from
the hot little minx.

She'd take any view of Abby the little lady wanted her to see.

Winter break was the target for getting her first taste, she reminded
herself.

They stopped at the lunchroom door, and Jill was about to tell the students
at the front of the line to open the door and go in when Abby turned.

"Miss Young," she whispered.

"Yes, Abby?" Jill said. What now?

"Can you take me to the bathroom, please?"

Shit.

"Sure, sweetie, Just give me a minute to make sure the class gets in all
right," she said. "Woody, go ahead and open the door, and you all can go in
through the line. There will be people to help you."

Abby stood, fidgeting, as the class walked in, and Jill stepped inside the
door to inform one of the lunchroom attendants her class of nine students
was there.

Jill laid her hand on Abby's shoulder and said, "Okay, you ready? I'll show
you where the restroom is."

"Thank you," Abby said, fidgeting.

Hand on Abby's shoulder, Jill walked them down a couple of hallways,
turning once, until they stopped in front of the girls' bathroom.

"Here we are," Jill said. She reached up to push the door open, but Abby
turned to her instead.

"Can you help me, Miss Young?"

Shit...shit...shit...keep your cool, Jill.

"Um...sure, sweetie." She could have asked why she couldn't do it on her
own, but that might upset Abby. Jill wouldn't want that.

Besides, Jill wanted to see where this would lead...she would help Abby
even if it was strictly helping and nothing else.

But, if Abby wanted more, Jill wouldn't resist.

They moved into the restroom, and Jill asked, "Okay let me know how I can
help, sweetie."

Jill subtly looked into each smallish stall to make sure they were alone.

She was standing in front of the sinks, facing the stalls, and, when she
found Abby again, she was standing in a stall with that tight dress hiked
up around her waist and looking down at her panties.

"Sweetie?"

Abby looked up and smiled her cheeky smile. "Can you help me with my
panties?"

Jill didn't hesitate, but she made sure to move slowly. She didn't want to
rush and scare Abby.

She didn't say a word, though, before kneeling. Then, she took hold of the
panties at Abby's hips--silk!--and, slowly, slowly, slowly peeled them off
her long, soft legs, then looked back up into Abby's eyes.

Abby was still biting that damn lip.

"Can you get up on the toilet?" Jill asked, trying not to kiss Abby's belly
button. It was right there and so fucking sexy and looking cute.

"Mmhmm," Abby said and scooted up onto the toilet seat, which wasn't very
high at all but was elevated enough that she needed to stretch so Jill got
a look at a larger expanse of her tummy.

Then, Jill knew this wasn't really a potty break when Abby spread her legs,
practically straddling the toilet.

Jill tried to keep her eyes on Abby's eyes, trying to gauge her intentions,
but her legs were telling Jill all she needed to know.

But, then, as Jill looked down at the prize, Abby let go a stream of golden
piss, legs still spread wide.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Jill barely resisted leaning in and sucking on Abby's little pussy while
her pee flowed in a hard stream.

But, she did.

And, as the stream slowed, she noticed something. Abby's pussy was, well,
beautiful, cute, adorable, and absolutely stunningly fuckable...but also
quite pink with red blotches, like it had been rubbed hard and a lot.

"Sweetie..." Jill hesitated and looked back up at Abby's face. She had to
ask. "Is your kitty sore? It looks kind of red."

Jill suspected that the rubbing Abby had done in the classroom wouldn't
make it that red. Maybe Abby rubs herself a lot...maybe.

"No, Miss Young. My daddy rubbed my pussy this morning. He did it a lot,
more than he usually does. I guess it's because it was a special day," Abby
said, loud and proud.

Oh my god!

"He...did?" Jill said, putting her hands on Abby's thighs, boldly taking a
closer look.

"Uh-huh. He got in my bed this morning and woke me up. Then, he took off my
PJ shorts and licked my pussy." Abby looked very happy talking about her
daddy. "And then we went in the backseat of the car before we came in, and
he pushed my legs apart and put his whole hand down there and rubbed me
hard for a long time."

"Wow..." Jill was stunned that Abby was telling her all this so soon.

"Uh-huh...and then, guess what?"

"What?" Jill looked up at Abby.

"He turned me over on my knees and pulled out his thing and rubbed it on my
bum until he came on my back...."

"You know about cumming?"

"Uh-huh...Daddy says he'll be doing it in my pussy, soon," Abby said, Jill
still kneeling in front of her, processing. "Miss Young?"

"Oh...uh, yes, Abby?"

"Will you rub me and make it feel better? Daddy rubs my holes. Can you do
it, too?"

"Fuck." This time she said it softly but definitely out loud.

"That's Daddy's favorite word," Abby said, giggling.

Jill laughed, too. She couldn't help it. Well, she thought, I'm not really
so surprised.

Jill knew she wasn't the only adult who was so attracted to little
girls. In fact, she knew there were a lot more than the general public
assumed. So, why not this little girl's daddy? She was an absolute stunner
after all.

"So, will you?" Abby said.

"Oh...uh, yeah, sweetheart. I'd love to...are you sure?" Jill asked. She
needed to be 500% sure.

"Please, touch me, Miss Young."

That was all she needed, but she still took it slow. She had all school
year, apparently. If this beautiful girl was offering her very pretty
little pussy on the first day, there's no telling where this would go.

Jill ran her hands up Abby's thighs and, using her thumbs, she pried open
Abby's swollen, red pussy lips. Inside, Jill found that, indeed, she was
still a virgin, as Abby had hinted.

And, of course, her flesh was glistening where the piss that had just
sprayed out of it.

Jill moved the index finger of her right hand to Abby's little clit, which
wasn't that little for a girl her age, and rubbed it lightly.

It was wet! Jill pressed on it harder.

Abby started moaning a little and breathing heavily. Jill looked up into
her eyes and rubbed even harder.

"Rub my hole, too, Miss Young, please?" Abby said, clearly panting by this
point.

Jill looked back down at Abby's cunt and switched hands, using the first
two fingers on her left hand to rub Abby's clit, but moved her right index
finger to that little tiny red hole of her young vagina.

"Fuck," she said again, this time a little louder. "You're so warm and
wet." She looked up at Abby again.

Abby had her eyes closed now as Jill fingered her more. "Miss Young...I'm
cumming," she stammered.

Jill rubbed her clit harder and harder and harder and fingered her hole,
feeling her hymen, until Abby's moans grew louder and louder and then
stopped as she leaned forward, so quickly that Jill grabbed her shoulders,
afraid she might fall off the toilet.

"Shit, that was hot," Jill said without thinking, still holding her in the
throes of orgasm. "You're so fucking sexy."

And, then, once Abby came back to herself a bit, still without thinking,
she lifted Abby off the toilet, holding her underarms and stood her up, and
kissed her lips...hard.

She didn't try to work her tongue into Abby's mouth, but she kissed her
hard and long and then moved her kisses along Abby's cheek to her neck.

"You're so gorgeous, sweetheart. Does your daddy kiss you, too?"

"Yes," Abby gasped, obviously catching her breath still.

"Do you want more?" Jill said. She wasn't specific about what, but Abby
didn't seem to care.

"Yes."

Jill turned Abby around and bent her over, putting her hands on the toilet
seat so she could hold herself up.

Jill grabbed that ass that had been teasing her all morning and pulled her
dimpled apple cheeks (only just barely pink) apart.

"Fucking shit," she breathed. "You're hot."

Abby's asshole was wrinkled and pink and perfect.

Then, Jill noticed some white sticky cum, pretty much dried, scattered up
Abby's back.

"Your daddy has a lot of cum," she said.

"Yeah...he says it's because I'm so goddamn sexy."

Jill chuckled. "Well, he's right. Does he let you talk like that?"

"Only in private," Abby said.

"Well, this is certainly private...do you want me to finger this hole,
too?" Jill asked.

"Yes, please. I like when Daddy licks my asshole, too."

Damn.

Jill pressed her finger lengthwise in between Abby's asscheeks, which she
had let go of, but found her hole again.

Jill leaned into Abby gently.

"We don't have time for me to lick it today, sweetie. Tomorrow, in the
morning, we're going to the gym. When we get there, ask me to help you
again, okay? We'll have more time." As she spoke, she rubbed Abby's asshole
with her fingertip...hard.

Abby grunted. "Okay, Miss Young."

Jill rubbed her asshole harder, then ran her finger up and down her crack
and back up to her asshole.

Then she gently pulled Abby up on her feet and turned her around, still
rubbing her asshole, pushing the tip of her finger in. Jill pulled and
pushed Abby's anal ring, reveling in her flesh and how she could manipulate
it for their mutual pleasure.

This time, when Jill kissed her, she did open her mouth and lick Abby's
lips.

And, goddamn it, Abby opened her mouth like she'd done this before.

And, goddamn it, she had.

They made out, Jill rubbing Abby's asshole, both of them moaning into each
other's mouths, until Abby lost her breath and pulled away.

Jill sat back on her knees, bringing her other hand up and cupping both
Abby's asscheeks.

"Did you cum again, sweetie?" Jill said, through her own heavy breathing.

Abby heaved a breath and opened her eyes. "Yeah," she said and smiled. "You
do that almost as good as Daddy."

Jill laughed quietly. "Well, I'll keep trying. How about that? But, I think
your daddy loves you very much."

"Yeah, he does. And I love him lots and lots," Abby said.

"Well, that makes it extra special when he does it. But, I'll do you a lot,
okay? We'll do it as much as we can. How does that sound?" Jill asked.

"Okay." Abby said.

"And...you can touch yourself and put on a show for me in class...just try
not to let the other kids see, okay?"

"Okay, Miss Young," Abby said, clearly pleased with herself.

Jill kissed Abby quickly on the lips again. "Okay, sweetie. We need to get
you back to lunch."

Jill quickly helped Abby get put back together and pulled up her panties.

But, then, Jill stood up and remembered something because she felt it.

"You want to see something?" she said.

"Uh-huh." Abby nodded.

Jill hiked up her dress just to her hips so she could get to her very, very
wet panties.

"Wow," Abby breathed.

"You see how wet they are? You've been doing that to me all morning and in
here when I was feeling you and watching you and kissing you because you're
so fucking hot," Jill said, as she shimmied and shook until her panties
fell to the floor.

"Really?"

"Uh-huh," Jill said.

Jill bent at the knees and picked up the panties as she stepped out of
them.

"Do you like my pussy?"

"Yeah, it's got hair...my stepsister has a little bit, too."

"She does, does she?" Jill asked.

Abby actually blushed.

"Let's go," Jill said, chuckling.

But, as they left the stall and Jill deposited the very wet panties into
her purse, she looked down at Abby.

Abby was just so...well, glamorously beautiful that she needed one more
kiss. She bent at the waist and put her hand on Abby's neck and kissed her
hard again. "You're so gorgeous," Jill said.

"Thank you, Miss Young. You're really pretty, too, and you kept looking at
me. Daddy says that's how I know adults like me."

This was going to be one hell of a school year.

As they left the bathroom, a kindergarten class was lined up outside the
door.

Jill smiled at the older female teacher and looked down at the cute little
girls in the line...all fuckable in their own way...but Jill thought she
was going to have her hands full this year.

Jill took Abby back to the lunchroom and went back to her classroom to rub
one out really quick and eat her apple.

Fingering little girls always made her unbearably horny. Fingering Abby,
knowing how experienced she was, and what lay ahead, made it impossible for
Jill to go another minute with an orgasm.

She kind of wished she had sticky fingers still.

Maybe she'd be able to last the rest of the day now...maybe not.

She finally picked her class up from lunch and took them to recess, ready
to stare at little girls, hanging from the monkey bars and otherwise
bending over, unknowingly exposing their panties.

Jill saw Abby look over at her to see if she was looking. She was doing it
on purpose.

After recess, Jill went over some things the students needed to know. She
passed out an emergency contact form that they needed to return--she was
getting Melissa's address!--and she told them about Gym, Music, and Art
every Thursday morning.

"So, I'll take you to Gym. Then, I'll pick you up and take you to Music,
and, then, after Music, I'll take you to Art...and then back here where
we'll do Math or Reading or Spelling and then go home. Any questions?"

Abby looked pensive but didn't raise her hand. Jill figured she was
scheming.

During the afternoon, Cora was very attentive, but, she didn't have a
chance for much one-on-one interaction with her.

But, when she took her class to the gym to wait for pickup, she sought Cora
out and crouched to tell her how glad she was to have her in her class.

"I'm glad you're my teacher, Miss Young. I like you a lot."

Jill had a hard time keeping her eyes on Cora's face. Cora's dress
conformed to her shape, her slightly rounded belly and her belly button,
and Jill's mind almost took her away, imagining just how that belly button
and those titties looked and tasted without the dress.

"Well, thank you, sweetie. I like you a lot, too." Truth that made Cora
blush. "You're going to do so well this year. You did great with your
letters." Truth that made Cora smile. "I hope to see your mommy at school
more, especially on grown up night."

That was a...well, not a lie but definitely misleading. But, Cora looked
excited.

"Grown up night?"

"Yeah, it's coming up in a couple weeks. You and your mommy can come and
you can show her what you do in class, okay?"

"Okay," Cora said.

"Good. Well, bye for today. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" She couldn't
resist squeezing Cora's bare upper arm.

"Bye." Cora smiled and blushed some more.

So fucking pretty.

Jill went back to her desk. She needed to plan for the testing of the
students coming up over the next week, but first she had to text Melissa.

Cora is so adorable and so smart! You must be so proud of her. Text me
tonight. ;)

The winky face paired with the comment about Cora might have been a hint of
something inappropriate, but...Jill didn't care right now.

She worked for a good 30 to 45 minutes, getting the testing order drawn up
and trying not to get distracted with thoughts of tasting Abby's pussy and
kissing Cora's blushing cheeks.

Then, she got an idea. Melissa liked her sexy librarian pictures...

First, Jill wrote `Miss Young' in big printed letters on the board behind
her desk.

She set up her phone on one of the students' desks--not Abby's, the one
next to it--and made sure her desk and also the board with her name, with
the cardboard letters of the alphabet above it, were in the picture.

She set the timer for ten seconds and lifted her dress and showed off her
naked pussy for the camera. Ten seconds later, the camera captured her
naked pussy in ten quick pictures.

Then, she set the timer again. This time, she leaned on her desk and spread
her pussy with her fingers and got ten more pictures.

Then, she turned and bent over her desk and showed off her bare ass and got
another burst of pictures.

She did another burst, spreading her asscheeks to show off her tight
winking asshole, thinking about how Abby would probably love to suck on it,
maybe Cora someday, too.

Then, once more, she repeated the same process, lowering her dress to show
her tits.

Melissa would love these pictures tonight.

She packed up and went home.

Later, she was climbing into bed, wearing her most comfortable, and skimpy,
sleep shorts and camisole, when she got a text from Melissa.

Melissa: I am very proud of her. And, btw, she couldn't stop talking about
how you helped her today and how she couldn't wait to go back tomorrow.

Jill: Awww...well that's sweet. Oh...and, at the risk of being too
teacherly, make sure she wears shorts to school for gym tomorrow.

Melissa: Oooh, yes Miss Young. We'll make sure she wears shorts
tomorrow. ;) By the way, she also said she thinks you're really pretty, and
I agree. *kissing emoji*

Jill: Well, you're making me blush, baby doll. She's a beautiful little
girl. She takes after her mommy.

Melissa: Haha. Thanks. You showed me what you thought of me this
morning. That was a hell of a kiss you gave me, and you said some very nice
things. I kept thinking about it all day.

Jill: Too much?

Melissa: No! Not at all. You were very sweet and it kind of turned me on,
not gonna lie. I was really thinking about it all day.

Jill: Well, good. And...I might have been thinking about you today. See how
erect my nipples were thinking of you?

She sent this text with a picture of herself, leaning against her desk with
her tits out and her dress up around her waist.

Melissa: Damn, I wish I was there with you.

Jill: Is Cora asleep?

Innocent question...right? No it wasn't. Melissa took a little bit of time
to answer.

Melissa: Um...yes. And she's a very heavy sleeper. So I can moan for you
all you want. ;)

Jill was conflicted about whether she wanted Cora to wake up to Mommy's
moans.

Jill: Good because I plan to make you moan loud...Maybe I'll even hear
you. What would you do if you were here with me?

Melissa: Well, I would worship your perfect tits...suck your nipples and
make them as hard as I can.

Jill: They can get pretty hard. And, I wish you were here too. What else
would you do?

Melissa: Well, I really like your tits. So I might be spending a lot of
time with them. I might rub my pussy on your thigh though because tasting
your tits will get me wet.

Jill: Are you wet now? Can I see?

Melissa didn't take long to send her two pictures of her wet pussy, one up
close and one clearly set up so she could see all of Melissa turned on her
side, spreading her pussy lips.

It was wet.

Very wet...

Jill: Damn, you're a doll. I love how pretty pink and glistening your cunt
is for me.

Melissa: Me too. How hard would you suck on it?

Jill: So hard.

Jill sent two more pictures from her school photo session with her next
text, one of her bent over her desk, showing her ass and the other leaning
on her desk spreading her pussy open.

Jill: Don't you wish you were one of my students?

Melissa: Ooh, naughty Miss Young! Yes, I'd be front and center.

Abby flashed into Jill's mind.

And it only got dirtier from there...Jill skirted the teacher/student
thing, not giving anything away...

Jill: Could I distract you from your work if I sat on my desk and spread my
legs?

Focusing on how she'd spread her legs for Melissa on her desk until Melissa
made her cum, which Melissa did with more dirty words and pictures of her
own.

Jill's favorite was of Melissa clearly in the throes of ecstasy, finger
fucking her own pussy.

They were both exhausted by the time they came.

Jill's sheets were wet, and she fell asleep in the moisture after one last
text.

Sweet dreams, baby doll. *kiss emoji*

The next morning, when she saw Abby, she thanked the perverted gods, again,
that Abby was as horny as she was.

And, yes, she believed Abby was as horny as she was in her own little girl
way, which was the best way as far as Jill was concerned.

Abby wore tiny black spandex shorts--spandex were made for tight little
girl bodies--and white tank top with very thin straps. The top wasn't
supposed to be low cut, but on Abby it was. Jill laser focused on the spot
just between Abby's undeveloped tits.

She'd focus her tongue on it later.

She could barely concentrate all morning. She collected the emergency
contact sheets, calling each student up one at a time as they practiced
copying the letters above the board that Jill had used in her perverted
pictures.

The reason for calling them up one by one? Obviously, it was to stare at
all the girls' finger-fuckable asses as they walked back to their desks.

Abby stopped next to her desk and bent over to pick up...well, nothing. It
was just a show. She was grinning from ear to ear when Jill locked eyes
with her after she sat down again.

The material was so skin tight, Jill swore she could see through it, even
though it was black. Later, she'd get it out of the way.

Cora brought her paper up, eager but shy as she approached Jill's
desk. Jill smiled at her.

"Thank you, Cora," she said. "You look very nice today."

Cora blushed, of course.

She was wearing tiny shorts, too, but hers were not spandex, not quite so
tight. And, they were red. She wore a red tank with bigger straps, a lot
less skin showing. Her nipples were poking out, though.

Jill's tummy did flips. Cora reminded Jill so much of her mommy, so pretty,
so cute, so shy, that Jill was sure she was falling in love with Cora even
faster than she was falling for Melissa.

Cora walked back to her desk, and, obviously, Jill sneaked her hand under
her desk to rub her crotch just once as she stared at Cora's little round
buttocks.

Jill had Melissa's address.

About thirty minutes before time for gym class, Jill asked if anyone needed
to use the bathroom.

Several of them did, and she stood outside with the door open so she could
keep an eye on the class and point the way to the restroom.

Of course, she watched the little girls' asses all the way.

She noticed Abby and Cora didn't go.

After everyone was back, she walked up to the front of the room.

"Are we sure that's everybody?"

Abby looked straight at Jill. She looked a little bit uncertain, but then
Jill looked back at her.

Abby smiled and bounced in her chair.

"Okay, everyone, we have about ten more minutes to draw. Then, we'll go to
Gym, okay?"

Jill looked at Abby again, this time with a closed-lip smile but then
letting the tip of her tongue dart out and lick her lips.

Abby actually blushed.

She's smart, gorgeous, but still all little girl, Jill thought. Just what
she liked.

Ten minutes later, they lined up, and Jill watched Abby's ass, again at the
back of the line, bounce to the gym.

Jill was confident Abby knew what to do.

The gym teacher was walking toward the class, waiting just inside the door,
when Abby turned and tugged at Jill's sleeve, loudly whispering, "Miss
Young!"

Jill looked down at Abby, trying to keep her innocent smile from turning
into a smirk.

She wanted to say, "Good girl."

Abby beckoned her to lean over, which she did.

Bless her, Abby whispered in her ear, "My kitty is tingly. Can you make it
feel better?"

Jill schooled her face to remain pleasant but innocent. She turned her head
to look into Abby's hungry eyes...yes, they looked hungry, even though she
was sure nobody else could see it...except maybe Derek Underwood, the gym
teacher. "I'll help you in just a minute, okay?"

She gave Abby a little wink just for her to see and stood up.

She smiled at Derek and then turned back to the class. "Class, this is
Coach Derek. He's the gym teacher."

"Just call me `Coach'," Derek said, smiling with his hands clasped behind
his back.

"Say hello, Coach," Jill said.

She heard their scattered `hi's' and `hello, Coaches'.

"I need to talk to Coach for a second," Jill said.

Derek smiled at the class. It turned into a smirk as he turned to Jill, and
they walked well away from the kids.

Jill looked back at Abby who looked restless but smiling.

"Derek, do you see that stunning blonde girl, the one who's looking at us
and fidgeting?"

"Uh-huh," he answered, knowingly. "But I'm more focused on those twins over
there," he said, nodding in the direction of Jim and Tim.

Jill looked down at his shorts. "I see," she said, with a little bit of
half-joking distaste in her voice and looked back up at him, still smiling
though.

She knew what he liked, and she wasn't judging...how could she, and why
would she?

"Anyway..." she said. "I already got Abby over there to bend over for my
finger yesterday, and she needs my mouth today. Can I have your secret
key?"

"Damn, you worked fast, lady."

"Believe it or not, she came gunning for me," Jill said. "It was pretty
amazing." She lowered her voice to a whisper. "Her daddy is doing her. She
was literally asking for it on the first day of school."

"Damn...how lucky are you?" Derek said. "Well, you know where the key
is. Go ahead. I won't expect her back here until about 10 minutes before
the end of class, and you tell the Music teacher next week that those twins
are absent for the day."

"Deal."

"Hey, Jill?"

"Yeah?"

"Have fun...get some little girl pussy. I really mean it."

"Thanks, you too. Get some...little stiffies," Jill said, laughing, and
headed back towards Abby.

"Come on, sweetie," Jill said, reaching for Abby's hand when she got to
her, and Abby grinned like she'd hit the jackpot and took Jill's hand.

They walked, almost ran, the considerable distance out of the large gym,
down the ramp, to Derek's office.

"Stay right here, honey bun," Jill said outside Derek's door.

"Okay," Abby said, clearly trying to be patient but bouncing on her feet.

Jill walked into Derek's office and made a beeline to his desk. She opened
the top drawer on the left of his desk. Then, his computer screen caught
her eye.

"Well, you dirty dog," she mumbled. She looked closer at the screen because
she knew the Nifty story site when she saw it. She wanted to know what he
was reading...even though she had an idea.

Matt shivered, though his whole body felt on fire. Once could have been a
mistake, but twice? That was deliberate. Owen liked him! Somewhere at the
back of his brain, Matt knew that Scout leaders weren't supposed to do this
to Scouts.

She checked the title of the story..."How Good Scouts Keep Warm."

Jill chuckled. "Pervert," she said, fondly. It wasn't like she'd never read
a similar story about little girls and their female teachers or girl scout
leaders or mothers...

She focused back on what she was doing. She had the flesh and blood real
thing waiting for her outside this office, and she needed to stop wasting
time.

She grasped the key in her hand, shut the drawer, and hurried out to Abby.

"Come on, baby. I need you," she said, unthinkingly, hoping nobody heard,
and pulled her down the echoey hall to the old locker room.

She put the key in the lock and turned it.

The door slammed behind them when they entered, and Abby jumped.

Jill crouched and faced Abby. She took the hand she'd been holding and
kissed the back of it...like a princess with her little princess. "What do
you want, honey bun?"

"I want to see you pee, Miss Young," Abby said, biting the tip of her other
index finger.

"Fuck! I need to taste your mouth."

Jill pulled Abby in, still holding her hand with the other covering the
small of her back and the curve of her ass and pushed her tongue into
Abby's mouth.

Abby responded with equal enthusiasm. They licked all around each other's
mouths.

Abby tasted sweet, and Jill grew lightheaded with the unmistakable flavor
of a little girl's saliva...Abby's was extra sweet.

It had been too long.

They kissed until they needed to breathe. Jill pulled back first.

She placed her forehead lightly against Abby's cheek and said, "You taste
so good. You're such a good little girl."

She saw Abby blush and smile.

"Take off your shoes, honey," Jill said.

Jill took her shoes off, too, leaving a scatter of shoes and Abby in her
socks, Jill in bare feet.

Jill pulled Abby to the back section of the old locker room.

Jill noticed Derek had cleaned the room. The air was stale because the only
time this room was used anymore was when Jill or Derek or, rumor had it,
the lunch lady--others Jill suspected because, after all, people were
teachers for...reasons--brought little boys or girls in there for sex.

The space included a large main room with lockers wrapped around the back
and right walls. On the left was a doorway that led back to another large
space. On one side of a dividing wall were showers. On the other were
urinals and sinks with the open toilets opposite them, against the dividing
wall.

Jill was wearing a cream-colored, but not see-through, button down blouse
and black skirt that definitely showed off her figure but wasn't too tight.

She unzipped and lifted her skirt up over her ass and pussy, then pulled
her bikini cut panties down over her ass and sat down.

Then, she pushed the panties down to her knees and let them fall to the
floor before picking them up and tossing them at Abby, who joyfully reached
for them.

She didn't quite catch them, but she picked them up off the floor and held
them to her nose and mouth as she smiled and rocked back and forth,
watching what Jill would do next.

Jill spread her legs, and Abby looked down at her pussy.

Jill spread her pussy lips with her first two fingers, showing her pee hole
and tried to pee.

She couldn't at first, but she kept trying, and, finally, a little trickle
came out. She heard it hit the water in the toilet.

But that was it. "Sorry, honey bunch. That's all I have. We'll have another
chance, okay?"

Abby nodded, seemingly transfixed, and stepped up to the toilet between
Jill's legs.

Jill watched Abby reach her hand out and touch her pussy.

Jill's head involuntarily fell back. Abby's fingers felt heavenly.

"I like how it feels hot and wet," Abby said, with wonder in her voice.

Jill looked back down at Abby. "That's my pee, baby. And it's warm because
when Miss Young looks at you in your tight shorts, you make her pussy
tingle."

Abby grinned some more. "You make my pussy tingle, too, Miss Young."

"Come up here, baby."

She closed her legs and helped Abby climb up until she straddled her on the
toilet.

As soon as she was in reach, Jill grabbed at Abby's ass and resumed kissing
Abby deeply.

They made out like two teenagers...except, they were not teenagers.

Jill Young was a teacher, 30 years old, at school, in a secret child sex
room at her school.

And Abby was her first grade student and almost as experienced a lover as
any Jill had had before.

They made out frantically for a while. Jill kneaded and squeezed Abby's ass
as they tangled their tongues until Jill felt Abby's fingers fumbling with
her blouse.

"Take my tits out, baby." she breathed. She knew by now that Abby had
discovered she wasn't wearing a bra..her erect nipples had made that
obvious.

As they both panted from the long kiss, their foreheads together, Abby
unbuttoned Jill's blouse, taking her sweet time. Jill melted at her cute
concentrating face.

She loved Abby's combination of little girl and little woman.

Abby unbuttoned all of the buttons down to her skirt but left it tucked
in. Then, finally, Abby reached in and pulled Jill's tits out.

Jill pulled her back in to kiss her hard for a few seconds and said, "Suck
them, honey bun. Make Miss Young feel good."

"I never sucked boobies before, just Daddy's penis," Abby said, looking
giddy to try something new.

"Suck `em, baby. Do whatever you want with them," Jill said.

And Abby dived in and put her mouth directly on Jill's left nipple, sending
a jolt of electricity through her body.

Her moan echoed all over the room, filling the air like the smell of pee
and sex already emanating from Jill and Abby.

Abby sucked hard on Jill's nipple and...

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

She fluttered her tongue over her nipple and around it as she sucked.

Jill hadn't realized how learning to suck a cock could help with this, but
obviously it did.

Abby gave the other nipple the same treatment, then went back to the first
one.

Abby sucked her nipples, then sucked on different parts of her boobs, just
playing, bringing her hands into play, squeezing her boobs and flicking her
nipples.

As Abby played, Jill tried and tried to get her hands into the back of
Abby's shorts.

She just couldn't because of the way Abby was sitting and how tight they
were.

Abby kept playing, which felt fucking amazing, but Jill needed in those
shorts. So, finally, she breathed into Abby's ear, "Baby, can you take your
clothes off for me?"

Abby seemed a little reluctant to stop playing with Jill's boobs, and, to
be sure, Jill was equally conflicted.

But she needed inside those shorts, and, finally, Abby seemed to realize
she wanted to be naked.

She climbed down and stood in front of Jill and smiled, biting her finger
and rocking back and forth again.

"Such a good girl," Jill said.

Abby was obviously playing Jill, and Jill was happy with that.

Abby started with her tank top, crossing her arms and slowly pulling it
off.

Jill relished every inch of skin as Abby revealed it, moaning as Abby's
tits came into view.

She rubbed her clit, slowly, until Abby dropped her shirt on top of Jill's
panties.

"Stand there like that, sweetie, for a second. Put your hands on your
hips."

Abby complied, smiling, pulling her elbows back a little to show off her
tits.

Jill moaned as she rubbed down her pussy lips and back to her clit."You're
so fucking sexy. Go on. Take your shorts off. Show me your ass."

Abby smiled and turned around. She bent over and slowly brought her shorts
down over her ass.

She was wearing white panties with flowers on them.

No wonder I couldn't quite see through her shorts.

She left them on for the moment and shook her ass a little.

"Fuck," Jill said, rubbing her clit harder.

Abby looked back and smiled bigger at her teacher's hungry gaze.

She dropped her shorts down to her ankles and kicked them off. She turned
around and tossed them over to the pile.

"Should I take my panties off, Miss Young?" she asked.

Now, she was intentionally driving Jill crazy with her mix of experienced
slut and little girl.

"Not yet. Just stand there and rub your panties while you tell me about
what your daddy did with your body since I saw you last," Jill said.

"Well, last night, after my mommy fell asleep, he told me to take off all
my clothes, and he turned me over on my tummy," Abby rubbed her panties
messily, with her whole hand. "Then, I heard him take off his pants, and he
spread my legs and rubbed his penis over my butt crack until it was
big. Then he told me to sit up and show daddy how much I loved him and put
it in my mouth."

"Does he do that a lot?" Jill asked, rubbing her pussy lips.

"Uh-huh...Daddy says he gets big like that because he loves me, and I like
showing him how much I love him too."

"I bet you're good at it."

"Yeah, Daddy says I have a fucking hot mouth."

"Fuck, yeah, I bet you do. Do you want to show Miss Young what you can do
with it?" Jill rubbed her pussy harder and harder as Abby talked.

"Yeah,"

"You definitely will...but first go ahead and take off those pretty
panties. Slow, baby...really slow."

Abby knew how to do that. Maybe she did it for her daddy. She pulled down
one side of her panties, showing off one hip and a sliver of skin just
above her pussy.

When Jill licked her lips, she pulled down the other side so both hips were
exposed but the panties still covered her pussy.

Jill tried to look through the leg holes that were now loose...she couldn't
see.

"Lose those panties. Come here," she said.

She needed her mouth on this girl.

Abby quickly got rid of her panties, dropped them in the pile of clothes,
and scampered, naked, up to Jill.

Jill took hold of her hips and turned her around. "Bend over, honey
bun....spread your legs. I'm gonna eat your ass."

Abby bent over until her ass stuck out and arched her back.

Damn, she knows how to use her body.

Before Jill leaned over to dig in, she saw Abby cup her own titties.

"You're so sexy," Jill breathed and kissed the small of Abby's back, before
kissing all around both of Abby's ass cheeks and then finally pushing her
tongue in her ass crack.

Jil could see Abby still playing with her titties as she pulled her ass
cheeks apart and pushed the tip of her tongue into her asshole.

As she worked her tongue up and down, digging in deeper and deeper, Abby
gasped and moaned. Jill moaned at her taste, sweet, smelling of soap, clean
with only a hint of tanginess, stronger the deeper she went.

She squeezed the asscheeks and pulled them further apart. Once she got as
deep as she could, she worked her tongue to open her up more...and savor
the heady flavor.

Then she sucked on the ring of flesh around Abby's anus.

Delicious.

Then she jammed her tongue back in and tongue fucked Abby's tight, tight
little asshole, squeezing those pale apple-shaped cheeks.

In and out, in and out, in and out, swirling her tongue, opening her up
even more, finally pulling her tongue out and licking up and down from her
pussy to her ass.

Up and down, pushing her tongue against Abby's clit that had come out of
its hood in the process of Jill's ass eating.

Abby suddenly started shaking and gushing fluids, a small stream of liquid
hitting the floor.

"Fuck, did you pee, baby?"

"A little bit," Abby said, looking back at Jill. "Daddy likes it when I pee
and cum at the same time. He says it means I'm still a little girl."

"That's so fucking hot," Jill breathed.

Admiring Abby from behind, watching her pinch her nipples still, even
through her orgasm, Jill noticed Abby was covered in a sheen of sweat at
this point.

So was Jill. She ran her hand up and down Abby's sweaty back.

"Come back up here, honey bun," Jill said.

Abby hurried to turn around and scramble up to straddle Jill again.

Jill grabbed ahold of her, one hand on her back and the other covering her
ass.

Abby wrapped her arms around Jill's neck.

They automatically came together to make out again.

Jill felt Abby's body pressed against her from her little nipples pressed
against her breasts down to their pussies kissing.

And as Jill kneaded Abby's ass, she felt Abby's pussy push against hers in
the same rhythm.

Still kissing deep...

Sharing the flavors from Abby's ass.

Jill came up for her air and pushed her finger into Abby's asshole.

Abby pressed her face to Jill's neck, licking it like a kitten in heat,
then moaned loud when she felt Jill's finger pushing in.

Jill muffled Abby's moans by putting her mouth over Abby's little mouth
again. But Jill really just wanted to feel Abby's moan and breath through
her whole body.

Abby gasped and pulled back. Jill kept pumping her finger in and out of
Abby's ass, feeling the ring of flesh stretching and convulsing around her
finger.

While Abby was gasping for breath, Jill kissed from the crook of her right
elbow to her shoulder and lightly bit it.

She lifted Abby's arm and took a big sniff of Abby's sweaty armpit. She
didn't taste. She just took in the musky, sweaty, beautiful scent as she
continued to finger fuck her ass.

"You smell so good, honey bun," she said, "Are you gonna cum for me again?"

Abby, who was writhing in Jill's lap and trying to breathe, said, "Yes,
Miss Young...this feels good."

"Cum for me, you good little dirty girl," Jill said, pumping and swirling
her finger trying to put Abby over the edge.

When she quickly kissed Abby's nipple and then went back to bury her nose
in Abby's armpit again, the tweak to Abby's nipple must have triggered it.

Jill felt a very warm spray against her lower stomach and pussy.

She looked down between where her and Abby's pussies came together and saw
Abby's mound, separated from her body a little, a jet stream of liquid
coming from her pussy.

It looked like she was squirting, but Jill saw it was yellow.

Abby was peeing on her pussy, and Jill suddenly realized she was cumming
herself.

"Goddamn," Jill shouted, leaning her head back, then, feeling a need,
pulling Abby into another hard, deep kiss.

She kept their mouths fused, holding the back of Abby's head and standing,
supporting Abby's body by cradling her bare butt.

When she stood, she pulled her lips from Abby and moved her hand from
Abby's head to her skirt to push it off her hips.

Abby looked happy but dazed.

The skirt fell from her hips to the floor, and she resumed kissing Abby
with her hand on the back of her head, stepping out of her skirt and moving
towards the door.

They made out, Jill doing her best to stumble out of the room and through
the doorway back into the main room.

They had left most of their clothes in the other room. Jill walked them to
the bench, Abby buck naked except for her socks, Jill left only in her
almost unbuttoned blouse, until Jill lowered Abby to the bench and laid her
on her back. She pulled back from the kiss and stood.

As she unbuttoned her blouse the rest of the way, she said, "Do you like
kissing Miss Young, honey bun?"

"Yes, Miss Young...a lot. You smell so good and you're so pretty and it
feels so good," Abby said.

Abby had been playing her before. She was not playing when she said
this. Jill could tell she really meant it.

"Thank you, baby. I love kissing you, too. You're a fucking gorgeous and
sexy little girl." She unbuttoned the last button and leaned over Abby's
face. "Miss Young likes kissing pretty little girls like you," she said,
pecking Abby's smiling, slightly open mouth.

She stood again, leered at Abby's naked body--she moaned a little--then
finally let her blouse fall off her shoulders to the floor.

"Yes, Miss Young likes to do a lot of things to pretty little girls like
you," she said and straddled the bench.

It was hard and cold but smooth on her pussy. Derek must have made sure of
that.

As Abby looked down her body at Jill, who picked up Abby's legs, one in
each hand and kissed her ankles and up the side of one foot

Jill pulled her left sock off her heel and kissed it. Then she pulled the
sock off completely and did the same for the other foot.

She kissed all over the top of her feet and the bottom of her toes, darting
her tongue out for a small taste.

Abby giggled when she tickled her toe with her tongue.

Then, she scattered kisses up one leg to the knee then moved to the other
knee and kissed up her thigh.

"Fuck you're delicious," she said and sucked on the other thigh, not quite
enough to leave a mark. She lay Abby's legs on either side of the bench and
continued tasting Abby's body.

She inhaled deeply to take in the scent of her belly before licking it. She
was still sweaty.

She lightly kissed each of Abby's tiny nipples before lashing them with her
tongue, mouth wide open, breathing heavily on her little flat chest.

She licked that spot she'd dreamed about before between Abby's tits.

She was working herself into a frenzy and began moaning at Abby's
increasingly labored breathing and squirming...her scent, her flavor...

She leaned over Abby's body and looked straight into her eyes. "You're so
beautiful and sexy as hell, honey bun."

"Thank you, Miss Young," she answered in that damn little girl voice that
drove Jill to madness.

Jill buried her face in Abby's neck and quickly moved her mouth down Abby's
right arm and lifted it.

She moved her own right hand down between Abby's flat breasts and down to
her pussy and rubbed her clit as she sucked on the flesh of Abby's armpit.

Abby squeaked and squirmed but didn't laugh or try to get away, and her
breath became ragged as Jill sucked more, tasting Abby's sweat and skin,
smelling her soap and little girl smell.

As she ran her finger back and forth between Abby's clit and her pussy
hole, drawing more liquid out of her, Jill moved to the other armpit and
sucked it even harder.

Jill loved everything about little girl's bodies, the tastes, the smells,
the sounds she could get out of them.

Abby was the first girl she'd gone this far with since her babysitting
days. The girls last year were way more timid, only letting her lightly
finger them and only clumsily licking her pussy.

They were cute and lovely and adored Jill, but Abby was a little sex
pot. And, Jill was thanking those perverted gods for her good fortune.

Those tastes, smells, and sounds coming from Abby were driving Jill to
animalistic lust.

She stopped sucking and inhaled Abby's underarm sweat one more time before
sitting up and saying, "You want to lick Miss Young's cunt, little girl?"

Abby was looking pretty ecstatic herself at this point but, at Jill's
question, looked up at her with excitement, "Uh-huh. I've never done it
before. I always wanted to lick my stepsister, but I don't think she'd like
that."

Jill stood and turned before straddling Abby's face. "Eat it, honey bun,"
she said, wiggling her ass enticingly over Abby's face, and lowering it
until she felt Abby's nose just brushing her most intimate parts.

Abby didn't hesitate. Jill felt her tongue running between her pussy lips
right away and hungrily.

"Mmmm, you taste so fucking good, Miss Young," Jill heard and felt Abby
say, her voice sending trembles all through Jill's body.

"Your tongue feels fucking good. Keep going, baby...do me... do whatever
you want," Jill said, spurring Abby on by rocking her ass and pussy back
and forth as Abby went back to it.

After some more licking, Abby kissed her pussy lips.

She was far from an expert at pussy eating. She'd never done it before,
after all, but Jill couldn't have cared less. Just feeling Abby's soft
lips, coarse tongue, and the brush of her tiny nose anywhere on her
sensitive pussy drove Jill crazy.

As Abby kissed and licked and mouthed her insides, Jill, fucking dripping
from her hole, picked Abby's hands up and put them on her ass. She held
them there with her own fingers caressing those tiny smooth hands as she
rocked her body up and down Abby's face.

She spread her wetness all over Abby's face. Abby giggled.

Finally, Jill moved back to her mouth and settled there.

"Squeeze my ass cheeks honey while you eat my pussy," she said.

Abby did with gusto as Jill gave in to her next need, the need to have her
hands on Abby's body.

She steadied herself so she didn't suffocate Abby, then ran her hands all
over Abby's little torso, from tits up under her armpits, then down to her
belly and pussy.

She squeezed Abby's little pussy and mound, drawing out another squeak and
moan from Abby, which Jill, again, felt reverberate through her whole body.

"You like that, baby girl? You like when your dirty teacher grabs your
little cunt?"

She raised her butt, signalling Abby to answer. "Yes, Miss Young," Abby
said.

"Good girl," Jill said, lowering herself back down for Abby to continue.

And she did. As Jill ran her hands all over Abby's amazing body, allowing
Abby's smooth skin to fuel her desire, Abby continued sucking, licking, and
kissing.

Jill bent over Abby's body, feeling its warmth as she replaced her hand on
Abby's pussy with her mouth, sucking the juices from Abby's hole...

Licking from top to bottom, clit to perineum...

Then all over and back to sucking her whole little cunt into her mouth.

"Oh!" Abby exclaimed, as Jill sucked her like a vacuum, still enjoying
Abby's mouth.

They worked at each other's cunts, Jill devouring Abby's tiny little pussy
and Abby exploring Jill's seemingly with the wonder of a little girl.

"Miss Young's getting close, baby. Keep going."

Jill sat up and rocked her whole body just a little to add to the movement
of Abby's lips and tongue, still rubbing Abby's tits and running her hands
over Abby's sweaty skin.

Then, she went back down to try to bring Abby off at the same time she
exploded because her orgasm was roaring closer and closer.

"Suck on my clit, baby." She was relying on Abby knowing where it was.

She did.

She knew all the words.

Abby sucked and sucked hard on her swollen clit.

Jill was on the edge and then with a probably unintentional brush of Abby's
teeth on her clit, Jill's orgasm burst through her, sending waves of
release and ecstatic pleasure through her body. She trembled and shook as
those waves flowed up and down her body.

Still, Abby sucked and sucked and sucked.

Jill went back to rubbing Abby's pussy, back to her goal.

And Abby's body began trembling too. Jill had succeeded.

Abby's little body was cumming.

Their orgasms kept going and going, their bodies shaking and convulsing as
they both continued their oh so pleasant assault on each other's pussies.

"Fuck, okay stop," Jill gasped. She had to stop. Her body was on
overload. Her legs were about to buckle, and she didn't want to literally
sit on Abby's face.

That face was too precious to hurt.

Jill convulsed a couple more times after Abby withdrew her mouth and then
lifted herself up and over to stand next to the bench and look down at
Abby, who looked positively ravaged.

Her face was covered in sticky juices. She looked dazed and blissed and so
happy.

Jill knelt on the hard floor. She didn't care. She needed to show this girl
how much she had enjoyed her mouth.

Without a word she started bathing Abby's face with her tongue, cleaning
off her juices, savoring the mix of Abby's sweat, her own juices, Abby's
skin.

Jill half expected Abby to squirm and laugh and maybe push her off, but
no. Abby had her eyes closed but hummed pleasantly as Jill cleaned her
face.

When she stopped, she looked down at Abby, who finally opened her eyes and
gazed up at Jill.

"Did you like that, honey bun?"

"Yeah...your cunt tastes good, Miss Young," she said. "I want to do that a
lot."

Jill's pussy twitched at the dirty word Abby used so casually. Innocent may
not have been the right word.

Then, Abby surprised Jill by reaching up and pulling her head down, jamming
her little tongue in Jill's mouth, initiating another long saliva-swapping,
tongue winding kiss.

Again, she thought, she shouldn't be that surprised.

Her pussy twitched again at Abby's sexual initiative. Jill felt Abby's
passion and affection for her in the way Abby moaned as she felt Abby's
tiny tongue lick the roof of her mouth and their saliva mixed in their
mouths.

Damn, what a hot little kisser!

Jill put one hand on Abby's tummy and petted her torso, sometimes with her
fingertips, sometimes brushing her whole palm over her tits. "Well, I liked
it a lot, too, honey, but we can't do this every day, okay?"

"I know," Abby said. "Daddy said you can get caught."

Oh, shit.

"You told your Daddy about what we did yesterday?"

"Uh-huh...it's what made him so horny last night and this morning too,"
Abby said. "He sucked my pussy three times before we got here today. And he
told me to let you eat me as much as you want. But then he said you have to
be careful, so I shouldn't expect you to do me every day."

"Well, he's right," Jill answered. "But you do want me to do you more,
right?"

"Oh, gosh, yes," Abby said.

"Good. So let's make a deal. Whenever I draw a little pink heart somewhere
on the board, that means that I want your naked little body, okay?"

"Where will you put it?"

"You have to look all over the board to see where it is. I'll put it in
different places every time, like the eye spy game. But you have to promise
me something, ok?" Jill said, scratching her tummy.

"Okay, what?"

"You have to promise me that you won't be too sad if I can't do you one
day, okay? I want to every day, but we just can't," Jill said

"Okay, Miss Young. My Daddy will do me anyway," Abby said.

"Yes, he will." Jill chuckled and tickled Abby's tummy. Abby laughed, and
Jill kept tickling her for a few seconds. Then, they settled down again.

"Miss Young?"

"Yeah, baby?"

"Can I give you a signal too if I'm really, really horny, and you didn't
draw a heart on the board?"

"Sure, honey. And if you do I'll do my best to find a way and draw the
heart on the board after you give me the signal. What signal do you want to
give me?"

"When I'm really feeling tingly and horny, I'll raise my hand. And, when
you call on me, I'll ask you a question or tell you something and do this."
Abby bought the tips of her thumbs together and curled her fingers to make
the shape of a heart. "Me and my sister do this for each other to say I
love you and when she tucks me into bed."

Jill's heart melted at that. "You love your sister, huh?"

"Yeah, she's not my real sister, but she's so nice to me. And, she's so
pretty. She's 13."

"Well, she sounds fabulous," Jill said. And, she sounds hot.

"She is. So can we do that signal?"

"Yes, baby. I think that's a great idea. You're very smart, you know that?"

Abby smiled.

"Okay, honey bun. We need to get dressed. You were so hot and horny today,
you made me keep you for all of Gym. We need to get dressed and get the
rest of the class, okay?"

"Okay," Abby said, a little sad, but she jumped up, maybe eager to go back
to school.

Abby picked up her socks and ran back into the bathroom as Jill shrugged
into her blouse, leaving it unbuttoned and following Abby.

As she passed the shower room, Jill said, "Sometime, we'll take a shower in
there together, okay?"

"I take showers with Daddy sometimes. It's so fun." Abby was already
putting on her flower panties.

Well, I've got a pussy, so there's something I can do that Daddy can't,
Jill thought.

Jill picked through their clothes and separated them, handing Abby her
shorts and tank as she found them.

Abby put on those tight black shorts.

Jill buttoned up her blouse, and she bent over to put her panties on and
suddenly felt Abby softly kiss her right butt cheek.

It was so soft, and, if it weren't for it being square on her ass, Jill
would have thought it was sweet.

Still bent over more and back at Abby, who laughed and blushed and rocked
back and forth like the cute little naughty girl she was.

"Can I eat your ass next time, Miss Young?" she asked.

A very naughty little girl.

"Of course you can, honey bun. You can do anything you want with my body,
when we're alone, and I'll show you some things too, I hope," Jill said.

"Like what?"

"You'll see." Jill winked. "But right now, you better finish getting
dressed and run back to the gym. Hurry up!"

Abby did hurry up, then Jill took her out to the front. "Put on your
shoes," she said.

Abby quickly pushed on her shoes, and Jill opened the door and let her
out. "See you soon."

Jill followed a couple minutes later, after she finished dressing, and
walked into the gym just in time for them to finish class.

"Okay, class!" Derek blew his whistle. "There's Miss Young. Go line up in
front of her."

When Jill entered, they were all picking up rubber balls and carrying them
to the rack at the side, and when Derek told them to line up, some of them
dropped the balls right where they were. Others continued to carry them to
the rack, then head towards Jill.

When Derek said to line up, Jill had zeroed in on Cora bent down to pick up
a ball. Her back was to Jill.

Jill had just had a marathon sex session with one of the sexiest and
probably the horniest little girl she'd ever met, but somehow the sight of
Cora's red shorts stretched tight over her little ass drew her in.

She couldn't look away. Cora kept on picking up balls, some too large for
one of her little hands, even after the other kids started running to the
line. Jill stared until she felt a pat on her thigh. She looked down, and
it was Abby. She was the first in line.

"Miss Young, are we having Music or Art next?" Abby asked.

"Music, sweetheart," she said, briefly tracing her finger over Abby's
cheek, as most of the other class came up. By then, Cora was also walking
slowly to the line.

Derek came up beside her and laid his hand on her upper back and led her to
the line.

Jill did her teacherly duty and counted the children. "Ten! Okay, good."

"Miss Young, the kids were really good today. Cora was especially helpful."

Jill smiled at Cora, sure to make eye contact with her, and Cora blushed.

"Thank you, Cora. That's very good to hear. And, I'm glad you all behaved
for Coach Sloan."

"Um...Miss Young, can I talk to you again?" Derek said.

"Uh...sure." They moved away from the class again.

"How'd it go? Where's my key? You took the whole damn hour!" Derek said in
a hushed, friendly tone, but Jill almost felt like she was being
interrogated.

"Relax, it's right here." She pulled it from her pocket and handed it to
him. "And, I'll tell you later. For now, let's just say that little girl
knows how to use that sexy little body of hers."

Derek laughed. "And, did I see you staring at Cora's ass when you came in?
And what about that fond smile when I said she was helpful--"

Jill smiled.

"Yeah that one...what's the deal with her?"

"I gotta go Derek," Jill said and hurried back over to her class. "I'll
tell you later," she said over her shoulder.

"Wait!" Derek shouted, but Jill kept going.

"Everybody say bye to Coach. We'll see him again next week," Jill said to
the class.

The class obeyed with a scattered chorus of `Bye, Coach" and "Bye bye."

Derek simply looked exasperated, and Jill smiled, chuckling under her
breath.

She didn't know what to tell Derek about Cora and Melissa and the
increasingly complicated situation with them.

She did know she was sexually satisfied but glad to have two more hours of
alone time to rest and not be around tempting little girls.

But, she did think more about Cora. She was a pretty, smart, shy, cute,
amazing little girl that Jill was already falling for.

In fact, she texted Melissa to tell her how great Cora was at Gym that day.

The gym teacher told me that Cora was very helpful today, and I saw it
too. She was helping to pick up all the rubber balls when I went to get the
class. You have a wonderful kid, baby doll. *heart emoji*

Cora also had a pretty great mother, and Jill was thinking of them as a
package more and more...but that was complicated.

Jill wanted them both in the same way, but she didn't know how to make that
happen. And, she knew she didn't want to have any kind of sexual or
romantic contact with Cora that Melissa might find out and be upset about.

Jill thought it through all morning and during lunch and outside watching
the kids at recess, with the occasional look up some of the older girls'
skirts, not to mention another brief fixation on Cora's ass with Melissa
still on her mind.

Abby was up to her usual antics.

She thought about Cora and Melissa while her students worked on their
letters and story comprehension until finally it was almost time to dismiss
them for the day.

"Okay, class. It's almost time to leave for the day. I need to tell you
that tomorrow and Monday will be different, too. I'll be testing each of
you to see what you know and are good at. Like maybe some of you are
already really good at math and some of you are good at letters. We'll have
another teacher here to help you keep busy while I do the testing with you
at the back of the room. The rest of you will do different activities while
I work with you one at a time at the back. Does that make sense?"

Bobby raised his hand. Jill smiled because he was a little shy, and she was
glad he had the courage to raise his hand.

"Yes, Bobby?"

"Um, Miss Young, what if we're bad at something? Will we get a lower grade
or have to go back to kindergarten?"

Jill put her hand over her heart.

"No, of course not, sweetie. The testing is only for me to see where we
need to focus with each of you. And, if you need it, we can get you extra
help, okay? If that happens, we'll explain it to you, okay? But, if you
need more help, it just means you learn different. That's all. Everyone is
good at certain things and needs extra help with certain things. Okay?"

"Okay." Bobby smiled.

Jill looked over at Cora because she already knew she struggled with
writing. She'd have to find out just how much, but Cora must be self
conscious about it.

Sure enough, Cora had her head down. Jill would make sure to talk to her.

"Okay, it's time to go. Everyone, line up to go to the gym to be picked
up."

Jill did indulge in watching the girls' little asses as they walked, but
mostly her mind was on how Cora was feeling.

When they got to the gym, and she let everyone go to play, she held Cora
back. She knelt in front of her and took both of her hands.

"Sweetie, I know you have a hard time with letters, and that's okay. We'll
make sure you know how to write all the letters by the end of the school
year, okay? Don't worry about it. And you are so smart, sweetheart. You'll
be amazing at it even if you need a little help, okay?"

Cora's head hung a little still as Jill spoke, but she looked up at Jill
when she stopped talking.

"Okay, Miss Young," she said quietly.

Jill squeezed her hands. "Good. You'll see. We'll have fun with testing and
then find a really fun way for you to learn all your letters, okay?"

"Okay." This time Cora smiled a little.

"Good. And, you were so great today helping in gym and with your drawing of
Max throwing the ball to Spot from the book," Jill said, and squeezed her
hands again. "Now, go play, and I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"`Kay," Cora said and ran off.

Damn it, I love her already.

As Jill was walking out to her car soon after that, carrying her big purse,
she saw Derek coming from the gym building to the faculty parking lot, as
well.

She waited until he caught up with her. She really liked him. They didn't
see much of each other outside of work, but their shared...interests, along
with their weekly interactions for class, led to them being pretty close,
like work spouses with a twist.

They were both gay, and they both liked them young...very young.

"Were you watching out for me?" Jill asked.

"Yup," Derek answered, offering his arm to Jill, who took it. "I just
wanted to remind you that I want to keep Jim and Tim after gym for
some...testing, if you know what I mean."

"I sure do. And, yes I will make sure it happens. Believe me, after what
Abby and I did today, you deserve it for letting me use the locker
room. I've been feeling satisfied all day," Jill said.

"Well, I'm glad. We both have needs, and a little first grader is ideal for
satisfying them--"

"Fuck, yeah, they are. Abby's asshole tastes amazing. Her pussy is
delicious. And those little titties...and her long, sexy legs. Oh, and her
mouth...fuck!" Jill said.

Derek chuckled. "Okay, Miss Young. TMI for a gay man. But, I guess I have
no room to talk. I was staring at Jim's and Tim's ass the whole hour they
were playing ball today."

They approached Jill's car and leaned against it.

"So, tell me, what's the deal with Cora? You obviously have a thing for
her, and from the look in your eye--yeah that one--it's not just lust,"
Derek said.

"It's...complicated," Jill said. "It's true. I love her already. You're
right. But, the complication is...I'm dating her mother."

Derek's mouth fell open. "Really?"

"Yeah...I mean, it's only been three dates, but they were really, really
good dates. We had sex during two of them."

"Wow."

"Yeah...so it was a shock when she showed up with her little girl on the
first day of school. She didn't tell me."

"Wow."

Jill chuckled. "Is that all you can say?"

"Well, I can see how it could be complicated. So, how do you feel about the
mother?"

"Derek, I'm falling in love with her, too. She's 20, so she obviously had
her young, and I don't know the story about that yet."

"Wow."

Jill chuckled. "And, she doesn't look exactly like Cora, but they're both
beautiful, and they're both sweet and shy. Fuck, I need to be very
careful."

"I see," Derek said. "Well, don't forget my Michael is 21. We both like
them young, and if I hadn't gone after what I wanted, I wouldn't have a
perverted partner to share my life with."

Jill laughed. "Well, thank you. You know I love Michael. Thanks for the
reassurance."

"Are you sure you want to try to seduce Cora?"

"I don't know if I can resist. But, thankfully, Abby is a distraction...not
to mention Melissa, Cora's Mommy."

"Well, maybe Melissa wouldn't have a problem with it."

"Wouldn't that be nice? I mean, it's not impossible. They clearly adore
each other, and Melissa did kiss her on the lips in front of me."

"See? Well, just be careful. And keep me posted. And, don't forget about
those boys," Derek said. "I've gotta go. Michael wants me home in time for
dinner tonight."

"Okay, thanks for letting me vent," Jill said. She gave Derek a tight hug.

"No problem. If you need advice as the situation develops, let me know," he
said. "I'll see you later, okay?"

"Okay, bye. And thanks again."

"No problem," Derek said and walked away.

Jill got in her car and drove home, thinking more about Cora and Melissa.

That night, she got a text from Melissa thanking her for being so nice to
Cora. They continued to text. Jill was feeling a lot of things about
Melissa and Cora, so there wasn't a lot of dirty texting, just mostly sweet
nothings.

And they both said they were looking forward to their Friday date with
Cora.

The next morning, as the class was getting settled in their desks, Abby
walked up to her, looking warily at the other woman standing next to her,
and held a note out for Jill to take.

"It's from my Daddy," she said, which made Jill wonder what the hell could
be in the note. It could be anything, given the fact that they held a
mutual knowledge of what his daughter was doing with each of them.

Maybe Abby gave him a play-by-play of their time in the locker room
yesterday. Maybe he's telling her that she crossed a line.

She couldn't think of that right now, though.

"Thank you, Abby. I'll read it later," she said, trying to keep the
nervousness out of her voice. She succeeded somewhat.

The class settled, and she welcomed them.

"Class, this is Mrs. Reynolds. She's the special education teacher at the
school. That means she helps anyone who needs extra help like I explained
yesterday. She'll be here today and Monday. We'll do half the testing today
and the rest Monday."

"Hi, kids. We're going to have a lot of fun today. I'm looking forward to
it," Mrs. Reynolds said.

"Me too," Jill said. "Now, Mrs. Reynolds will be doing some activities with
you today, maybe reading a book, doing some art. Whatever she has. And,
I'll be calling you one by one to come back behind that screen back
there..."

They all looked back, even though they likely saw it as they came into the
room.

Jill smiled at Mrs. Reynolds. Typical first graders.

"I'll explain all the testing when you come back to me. It'll be fun, and
you'll do great. Are there any questions?"

Conner raised his hand.

"Yes, Conner?"

"Can I go first?" Conner asked.

"Well, I'm glad you're so eager. Sure, so you can come back with me now,
and we'll get started," Jill said. "Mrs. Reynolds, the class is yours."

Jill tested four students, and it all went well. The kids seemed to have
fun with the tests.

Brenda was the fourth student, and Jill got to touch her leg and back some,
not too much, but the privacy gave her a chance to push the boundaries a
bit.

Brenda was as energetic as Jill thought she would be when she first saw
her.

She smelled great, and her skin was very soft and her body very sexy and
warm under her touch.

She led Brenda back in front of the divider.

"Okay, Cora? Would you like to come back now?"

Cora's eyes widened like a deer in headlights.

"Come on. It'll be fun. And, it'll be over before you know it. Okay?" Jill
said with a smile and a friendly come on hand gesture.

Cora still looked very nervous, and she stood up and started walking very
slowly towards Jill but then stopped and pushed her legs together in a move
Jill recognized.

"She's peeing!" Abby said quite loudly. Then, she covered her mouth,
giggling.

Sure enough, a scattered dripping of pee suddenly started hitting the
floor.

Tears welled in Cora's eyes.

"That's not nice, Abby. Don't make fun of her," Jim and Tim both said
almost in unison.

"But she peed her pants, right there." She pointed next to Jim's desk.

"Okay, kids. Calm down. Abby, we don't make fun of people in this
class. Remember our rules. We help each other and respect each other. We
don't tear each other down," Jill said.

Meanwhile, tears ran down Cora's face, and Jill's heart shattered.

She walked up to Cora and said, "It's okay, sweetie. It could happen to any
of us. Come with me, and we'll try to get you cleaned up. Mrs. Reynolds,
can you handle the class for now? I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Of course, Miss Young. You go take care of her. I'll try to clean up the
floor a little."

There were a few giggles from the students, but a look from Jill stopped
it.

She took Cora's hand very gently and smiled at her. "Let's go get you
cleaned up, okay, sweetheart?"

Cora looked up at her and obviously tried smiling but was still crying.

"I've got you. Don't you worry. You'll be just fine," Jill said.

Jill walked Cora down a couple hallways to the nurse's office, checking her
pocket to make sure she had her phone. She needed to call Melissa.

When they got to the nurse's office, she looked down at Cora. "This is the
school nurse's office. I think she has a gown you can put on instead of
your pants, okay?"

Cora had calmed down a little but still looked distraught. She nodded
slightly.

"Okay, come with me."

Jill led Cora into the nurse's office and looked around, finding that the
office was unoccupied. She was almost glad the nurse wasn't because she
knew Cora wouldn't want another adult gawking at her.

"Looks like she's not here, but I know where the gown is. Wait here, and
I'll go get it. Then, we'll go down to the bathroom and get you cleaned
up." She smiled down at Cora, trying her best to make her feel better.

She let go of Cora's hand and walked into the room where kids went to lie
down when they weren't feeling well. There was a little cabinet with
several gowns. These gowns pulled down over the head so they didn't show
their backsides.

That was a bit of shame, Jill thought.

She grabbed one that looked like it would fit Cora, maybe a little
short. Jill hoped so.

She walked back to Cora and said, "Okay, now to the bathroom."

She took her hand and led her to a restroom past the gym entrance at the
end of the hall where the door out to the playground was.

Hardly anybody used this restroom. Sometimes, individual students came in
from recess to use it, but nobody was out at the playground yet.

So, Jill figured they wouldn't be disturbed.

She opened the door for Cora, who walked in ahead of her.

"Are you done peeing, sweetie?" Jill asked.

"Um...I think I have a little more to do, but I've been holding it in,"
Cora answered.

"Okay, well, then let's get you on the toilet," Jill said.

She led her over to the handicap stall out of habit.

"Can you pull your pants and panties down by yourself?" Jill asked.

"Um, yeah, I think so."

"Okay, good. Go right ahead. I'll be here if you need help. Go ahead and
pee all you need, and then we'll put on the gown, okay?"

"Okay," Cora almost whispered.

Cora got her pants off, and Jill almost went to her knees.

Cora's legs were amazing, especially up close. But she stayed on her feet
and tried to look at Cora's face.

But, then, Cora tried to pull down her panties, and they were sticking to
her. They were sticking to her pussy but also her legs as she got them down
a little.

Cora huffed.

"It's okay, sweetie. I'll help you."

God help her, this was going to be hard, but Jill had to be a good teacher.

She knelt down and carefully peeled the panties down Cora's legs.

The scent had been a little pungent but not that noticeable when Jill was
standing, but now that she was up close, the aroma made Jill lightheaded
with arousal.

Her pussy twitched, and she was definitely a little wet, not to mention
seeing Cora's glistening lower half up close, her pussy only just hiding
under her shirt. She got just the quickest glimpse before Cora's shirt fell
down to hide it.

"Okay, there you go. Scoot up on the toilet and finish peeing. I'm going to
close the door and try to rinse these out and call your mommy, okay?"

"Okay."

"I'll be right outside the stall. Just call me if you need me."

Cora smiled a little.

Jill took the panties in her hand and left the stall, closing it.

Right away, she put them to her nose and inhaled deeply, smelling Cora. Of
course, there was lots of pee on the panties, but also Cora's usual body
aromas covered the panties...sweat, juices, and just Cora.

She heard the tinkle from Cora's peeing and moaned a little. She needed to
keep her gasps and moans quiet.

She smelled better than any other pretty little girl Jill had known.

Jill turned on the water because she was supposed to.

Jill sucked on the crotch of the panties like she was thirsty in a desert.

She rubbed her tongue up and down the inside of the crotch as she sucked,
drinking every little drop she could pull from the material.

She was feeling wild. She sucked and sucked.

But she had to keep some control, so she leaned against the bathroom sinks
and slowly decreased the intensity of her sucking, then put the panties
back to her nose.

She could smell them without losing control. Just Cora's scent in her nose.

She needed to call Melissa...it might or might not help her keep control.

She turned off the water.

She pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed Melissa.

When Melissa answered with an uncertain greeting, Jill said, "Hello,
Melissa?"

"Jill, is everything okay? Is Cora sick?"

"Yes, everything's okay. Cora's okay. She just got nervous and had an
accident. She peed in her clothes."

At this point in the conversation, Jill had to do something about the
absolutely sexy aroma in her nose. She lifted up her loose skirt and rubbed
Cora's wet panties on her own panties.

Fuck.

"Oh..."

"Yeah, can you come pick her up?" She struggled to speak through her
gasps. It felt so good getting her panties wet with little Cora's pee, even
if it wasn't from the source.

"Sure...Is she feeling okay?"

"Good. And, yeah, we just don't have clothes suitable for her to go back to
class today," Jill said

"Okay, good. Do you know the school?"

"Yes, I actually went there as a kid."

"Oh you did? Okay, well, we're in the restroom at the end of the hall past
the gym." Jill said, rubbing harder at the melody of Melissa's voice.

"Oh yes...I think I know which one you mean. I'll be there soon."

"Okay, good." Jill took a deep breath. "Thank you, Melissa...I'll see you
when you get here."

"Thank you, Jill," Melissa answered, softly.

Jill had managed to calm down enough to put a good amount of affection in
her voice, like she couldn't wait to see Melissa, which was true.

As soon she hung up, she pulled her panties aside and soaked her own pussy
with Cora's absolutely unrinsed and dirty panties.

Fuck! Fuck!

She added a lot of her own juices and, just because the idea was so
naughty, she squeezed a few drops of her own pee onto the panties.

She'd probably wash them, but Cora would one day wear them again. Jill
wanted to have her pee on them, mixed with Cora's.

She couldn't have an orgasm, so she reined herself in for now. She took one
final sniff, took a deep breath, and laid the panties out on the rim of the
sink.

"How are you doing in there, Cora?" She opened the stall.

"Okay...um, can you help me?" Cora asked.

"Of course, sweetie. Let's put the gown on. Hey, I have an idea," Jill
said, looking at Cora excitedly.

"What is it?" Cora said, responding just how Jill hoped.

"Stand up." Cora did. "Let's tie the gown around your waist like this..."

Jill worked her creative teacher magic and folded and tied the gown around
Cora's waist, making her t-shirt and gown look at least a little bit like a
skirt with a top.

"Ta-da!" she sang.

Cora giggled.

"Do you like it?" Jill asked.

Cora nodded and giggled some more as Jill rubbed her thumbs lightly over
Cora's tummy. God, it was soft, and Jill just wanted to lift up her shirt
and kiss it.

"Let's go out here and wait for your mommy, okay?" Jill said, opening the
stall door, instead.

She took Cora's hand and led her out to the sink and lifted her up under
her arms and sat her up next to the sink where her panties were.

Jill risked standing very close to Cora, close enough to put her hands next
to Cora's hips. She could just move a little and touch her more, but she
kept her cool and just talked.

"How are you feeling, sweetie? You okay?" Jill asked.

"Yeah, I'm just sad I'm going to miss school," Cora said.

"You like school? Well, that's good news. What do you like about it?" Jill
asked.

"Everything," Cora said, blushing. "Except I wasn't sure about the
testing..."

"Aww, well, that's okay, sweetie. Like I said, it could happen to anyone,"
Jill said.

She looked into Cora's smiling eyes, and suddenly she had an arm full of
Cora, squeezing her neck in a big hug. She hugged Cora back, trying not to
squeeze too hard....and to keep her hands in innocent places.

"What's this for, sweetie?" Jill asked.

"For helping me," Cora whispered.

And, before Jill could pull back and answer Cora, she heard the restroom
door.

She pulled back, and she and Cora looked to the door to see Melissa smiling
at them.

"Mommy!" Cora shouted.

Melissa approached. "Are you okay, sweetie?"

"Yeah, Miss Young helped me," Cora said. She perked up a lot, clearly
because her mother was there.

"Well, good." Melissa looked over at Jill. Jill saw a twinkle in her eye
she recognized as something just for her.

"Well...now, that you're here, I'll go back to the classroom and get Cora's
backpack. Her panties are here." She pointed at them, trying to keep her
voice even, professional, and arousal free. "They're pretty wet, and her
shorts are still in the stall. I'll also bring a plastic bag to put the
dirty clothes in. You wait here. I won't be long, okay?"

"Okay...Miss Young," Melissa said.

"I'll be back."

As Jill opened the restroom door, Melissa called out, "Wait...can I talk to
you outside for a second?"

Jill beamed. "Sure!"

Jill held the door open, and they both walked out.

When they were outside the door, Melissa looked around and then grabbed the
back of Jill's neck and kissed her on the lips...hard. "Hi. Thank you for
taking such good care of my little girl,"

Jill was so shaken and actually surprised that she had to take a step back
to stay on her feet. "Hi, yourself. And, it's my pleasure," she answered,
smiling. "Really, Cora is a delightful little girl...and your daughter. I
adore her. I'm happy to help her."

"Well, still, I appreciate it, and just..." Melissa swallowed. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, baby doll," Jill said. "I'll get Cora's things."

She squeezed Melissa's hand and headed back to the classroom.

In her classroom, she retrieved Cora's backpack from her locker and a large
plastic grocery bag from the stash she kept in her desk.

When she got back to the restroom, she found Melissa stroking Cora's hair
and kissing her cheek.

They looked over and both smiled when Jill entered.

"Feeling better?" Jill asked Cora.

"Yeah," Cora answered.

"Well, good. Now, here's your backpack and a plastic bag for your
clothes. I'll put them in for you," Jill said, leaving the backpack and
moving to pack up Cora's clothes. "I told the office you're taking Cora
home for the day. So don't worry about anything. Both of you, just relax
the rest of the day."

She privately relished the lingering aroma and moisture in the clothes.

When she had it all packed up, she said, "I'll walk you out, okay?"

"Thank you," Melissa said, quietly.

"Of course," Jill said, and they headed out.

When they got to the parking lot and were approaching the SUV, Jill asked,
"Can I put Cora in her seat for you?"

"That would be nice." Melissa brushed her fingers with Jill briefly.

Melissa opened the back door where the seat was and then retrieved a towel
from behind the backseat. They always had it in there for beach
emergencies.

"Oh nice..." Jill said, taking the towel and folding it so it fit
underneath Cora. "Ready sweetie?"

Cora nodded, and Jill lifted Cora up and placed her on the seat.

As Melissa watched, Jill gently buckled all the buckles on the seat,
looking at Cora and smiling as she did it.

"Now, you just relax, Cora. And, I'll see you very soon, okay?"

"Okay," Cora said.

Jill stepped back, and Melissa closed the door.

They stood very close.

"I don't think we can make it tonight," Melissa said. "I think she's had
enough stress for today. I just want to make her feel good."

"That's perfectly fine. I hope we can do it soon," Jll said. "She's a very
special girl, Melissa. You're amazing, you know that?" Jill said, brushing
her fingertips over Melissa's cheek.

Melissa looked down, blushing. "Thank you. She's my world."

"I know. I just hope to get to know you both better."

"You definitely will. I'll text you tonight?"

"Sounds good, baby doll. Now get your girl home," Jill said with a small
squeeze to Melissa's hand and walked back to her class.

She took one last look back at the SUV as it pulled out and drove
away. Jill's heart grew more full.