Karen, My School Teacher Part 1

“But Jacob, we can bake a cake another time!”

I took the other shoe up and started sniffing that too. I needed to stop it now before my cock exploded in my pants. I put both shoes back and went ino the living room.

“So I’ll see you in class on Monday. Have a nice weekend, Bye!”

She hung up.

“Jacob is not coming!”

Best news ever! “Ohh that's too bad!” Inside I was cheering like a cheerleader. “I can go home if you want me to?”

“No, don't be silly! It’s not a party, but we can still enjoy it!”

Oh fuck yes, more than you know, Karen. Now stop thinking with your cock. Good thing my cock doesn't speak! “Yes, sure we can!” I smiled at her.

“Shall I make some coffee? That would be good!”

“Yes please, I’d love some!”

“Have a seat!”

“Thanks!”

She went out in the kitchen. I walked around a bit when my eye saw some pictures on her wall. It was Karen in her younger years. She was so beautiful, and in most of the pictures she had pantyhose on too. Wow, she has been wearing pantyhose before I was born! I saw many different kind of pantyhose in the pictures. Some lace hose, opaque hose, nylon hose. Mmmmm, I was getting turned on again, just thinking about my amazing looking teacher wearing pantyhose the most of her life. Oh, a real woman after my heart.

I saw a picture from her 18th birthday. And saw a date on it, 1976. I remembered that my teacher never talked about her age. She would never answer that question. She is 47.

“Brian, do you want milk or sugar in your coffee?”

“I'll take the same way you do!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes thanks!”

In her birthday picture, she had this simple white top with lace sleeves, and a black skirt just above her knees, and then she wore some bright pink opaque pantyhose. She was posing in some kind of ballet stand, with one leg in the air and the other pointed in the ground with swaying back. And best off all, with no shoes on, so her pink pantyhosed feet were in all the glory to see. A masterpiece, I was so in love with her beauty.