The students eventually averted their gazes and resigned themselves to quick and constant glances. Unable to stare when in front of the class, Bob turned his gaze away. The next time he looked, her head was up, and her dark brown eyes were looking into his, not looking away as most other students did when his eyes found theirs. She must have noticed when his eyes wandered down to the wide expanse of her full breasts and back to her face, but never gave a sign.
Jenna smiled cutely. Her chest was barely contained in his top, showing more cleavage than anything else. Well, almost anything else. All she wore besides that were the panties. The teacher had yet to comment on the matter, he had not realized to what extent that the first day of school casual day was being played out. The endless legs danced in his mind, another fantasy, second only to one that involved her chest.
"Ahem, now let me fix this slide to show pictures of the female breasts. Darn thing...its not working," the teacher mumbled.
The projector was crap and everyone knew it. The health class never got anything worthwhile.
"Excuse me sir, could I demonstrate?" suggested Jenna, a bit shocked at what she had offered to do.
"Um...certainly Miss Jenna...please come to the front of the class."
Jenna stood up and strolled over to the front. Bob moved off to the side of the front, ogling from a new angle. She sat down on the desk, facing the class. Her legs parted slightly, letting her panties be viewed by all. Her silk legs were a great display on their own. First, she rocked her jugs for a moment and the conditioner popped out from between her breasts and landed on her desk 6 feet away. She crossed her arms over her head,and extended them to her waist, each hand resting on the opposing hip. She slipped her hands under the fabric. In one, swift and fluid motion, she pulled off her top and dropped it to the floor. She was clothed only in her pink panties. Her gigantic jugs thrusted out. Her tits were on display for the class. Her nipples were just as large as they had seemed through the fabric.
"These are my tits," she proclaimed as she cupped them, one at a time and then both together. "I get a nice sensation when they are squeezed. Professor, would you help me?" she asked innociently.
Bob practically jumped in front of her. She brought his hand to her two orbs protruding from her chest. The two perfect spheres were grasped and squeezed. She then motioned his hands away and wrapped her arms around her waist. She pulled him closer, pressing her breasts against his member. Mashing her breasts against him almost made the teacher faint. She pushed him back, redonned her top with a bit of effort and a strong tug. Her breasts were concealed more or less. The tight top still displayed her large nipples. She sat back down. Asking the class to hold, Bob phoned the office. He asked for Jenna's file, wondering if the babe was a transfer in or a late bloomer or a freshman. Her transcript revealed she was indeed a transfer student and a freshman. Jim had grown several years younger. Only one other thing was in her file. A picture.
Fri Aug 22 00:20:49 2003