School's Out

But rather than be a boy I was the pretty schoolgirl. I became possessed. Every night I practically rubbed my little cock raw imagining I was wearing our schoolgirl colours. Burgundy. It was if I was there. The short pleated sexy skirt, sheer white blouse, stripped tie and smart blazer fitted me perfectly and I pictured my self not playing roughly with the lads but mingling with all the other young girls - doing what young school girls do best. Chatting about make-up, hairstyles, clothes and boys. The boy bit unnerved me having never had any tendency in that direction before but dressed in my imagination thinking about boys seemed only natural. Night after night I dreamed. Oh! I so much wanted to go as the pretty schoolgirl. This was a problem - I didn't want to tell Steve but felt he wouldn't mind if I did. I just didn't want him to think I wanted to. It was easy to hatch a plan. I ordered a girls uniform off the Internet but made sure it arrived too late to change it.

It was a relatively simple matter buying the various things off ebay and in a few days I had a burgundy tunic, white blouse, stripped green and burgundy tie and blazer. None of the items bar the tie where real school things but they looked very convincing. My only disappointment was the tunic, which was a bit drab. I wanted to find a sexy short matching skirt but though I tried I was out of luck. Steve asked how I was getting on and I told him I'd ordered the necessary but didn't tell him what I ordered.

'You're cutting it fine,' he said. Which of course was the plan. Once ordered my dreams took on a new height. I wasn't always the angelic schoolgirl. Sometimes I became the dirty girl. The dirty girl who showed her knickers to the boys, who let them put their inquisitive hands down my skirt and take me behind the bike sheds.

I didn't have time to try everything on before wrapping everything in a box and sealing it with tape as if unopened from the post. I took it round to Steve's for a dress rehearsal. I wondered what he'd say when I unboxed my things only to find the wrong uniform. With no time to get another I'd have to wear it. I smirked to myself as I rang his doorbell chewing on my favourite gum. He too looked excited.