Kimmi - Sex Stories

Kimmi

** This is my 1st story. Let me know what you think * * It was only 8am and Mr. Jepson was all ready to start the day. He stood at the window sipping his morning coffee while watching the growing flood of people coming through the gate. Jon Jepson or JJ as he was known to his friends and colleagues picked up his plan for today as reviewed the work that was being covered when his eye was drawn back outside by the sight he was waiting to see. Kimmi Stock walked in or rather flounced in through the gate without a care in the world. She was walking with a small group of girls, some of whom Jon knew but they didn’t interest him. Only Kimmi. While he stood staring out the window he relived the events of about 3 weeks before. He had seen her outside this usual setting but didn’t recognize her at first. He was sat having a coffee and enjoying the sun when a girl of 18 to 20, with dirty blond hair and strikingly good looks walked towards him with an older lady. While admired her fit young and teasingly short skirt, he imagined what she was wearing underneath. Was it plain cotton panties, a lacy thong or best of all…nothing. This image gave him the start of a hard that was hard to hide in the shorts he was wearing. “Hi Mr. Jepson” was all she said. Jon snapped back into reality and sat up trying to hide the obvious bulge in his lap. “Err Hi” he replied “It’s me, Kimmi” she said, noticing his confusion “I’m in your English class” “Oh god, yeah. Sorry I didn’t recognize you at first” he ...

... stuttered. “No worries Mr. Jepson. See you in class”. And with that Kimmi walked away. Despite Jon’s best efforts he couldn’t help but look at her tight ass as she wigged off down the road. Oh god he thought, she’s one of my students. That means she’s too young for to fantasize about, but his cock had other thoughts. Jon was pulled away from his daydream as the door to the classroom burst open and the quiet was replaced by the loud chattering of his first class of the day. He was not looking forward to a double English lesson to a bunch of teenagers who only knew or cared about ‘text’ speech. Jon raised his voice above the noise “Good Morning everyone. Please take a seat” As Kimmi walked in with her bag slung over her shoulder, still talking to a couple of girls, she glanced his way and smiled. She picked a seat in the front row which was unusual as the students usually started filling the seats from the back. This made Jon smile as they thought it would be a place to stay out of his way. Jon called for quiet and started the lesson. He had covered all his lesson plans many times over the year so he didn’t really have to think too hard. The tricky bit was engaging the interest of the 28 students in front of him. However one student seemed particularly interested. Kimmi sat glued to his every word and every move. As Jon scanned the room he thought he noticed Kimmi staring at him, but not his eyes or his hands but his groin. Just the thought of this little teenage minx looking ...