Masturbating Little Girls 7

She fetched the slide rule, shivered, and dashed back to bed.
She inserted it. The cold steel gave her an instant high. She shivered with pleasure, and thought of her geometry teacher. He was a handsome dude, one of these sweet hippy types with a lot on the ball and a lot of balls. She'd love to get him in the sack.

She knew she wouldn't, though because she asked him, and he said so. She was really getting the hots for him during one September class. The weather was balmy and mild that day. It was Indian summer weather And she couldn't help but proposition him. She used the subtle approach.

"Mr. Jeremy," she said in a plaintive tone, rubbing her body unconsciously against his desk.

"Yes, dear," he said, looking up from his pile of papers he had just collected. "What can I do for you?"

That was the wrong thing to say, and she smiled sweetly at him. "You can come for a walk with me. The heather is in bloom ..." she quoted poorly from some poem she read once.

"I'm married," Mr. Jeremy said quickly. She thought she detected that he was hiding a lump underneath the desk. He pulled his chair in more closely and confirmed it. He usually lolled lazily atop his desk, when a student came to talk to him.

"I guess you got the point," she breathed, chuckling nervously.

"And you have two sweet points, I see, and I daresay three. I'd love to know them all, all your wondrous points, all the points of your compass, the seven wondrous points of Jody, but I fear that school policy forbids that I do anything about it. You understand, Miss Jody," he said, smiling the sexiest, most flirtatious smile she'd ever seen.

She nearly melted. She turned to go and accidentally brushed one of the papers off his desk.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," she breathed, stooping for the paper, and aware that her little skirt was perking up to her ass cheeks. She swore she couldn't help it.

But she was glad it happened. He had stooped quickly at the same time to retrieve it, and his face nearly came up at the same time that her ass did. She caught him nearly swooning and said, "That's okay, Mr. Jeremy, you know I have the hots for you. I'll think of you tonight ..."