The girl shook her head groggily. "No, Honey, I won't forget. Don't you worry."
Chapter 7
When Susie Walters had a chance to think about her promise to Dale, she immediately began to regret it. Now that her mind was clear of passion, she saw that the idea of Dale and his gang's raping Miss Wingate was not only ridiculous, it was highly dangerous. There was no doubt about what the English teacher would do. She would go directly to the principal, and Susie and Dale would both be expelled from school or worse. They might even be arrested and taken to court. The idea of that ran a shiver up Susie's spine. She had no desire to spend time in a correctional institution.
"Hi, Susie. How is it going?" said a man's voice.
Susie looked up from her reverie. There stood Ben Sommers grinning down at her, his white lab coat open just enough so that she could see the large bulge in the front of his slacks. From her seat on the front steps of the school building, her face was in a direct line with that bulge, and she found her mouth watering salaciously.
"What are you doing here so late?" Ben asked. "It's nearly five o'clock."
"Dale was supposed to come by and pick me up, but I guess he's not going to be able to make it. He said if he wasn't here by four thirty I shouldn't expect him."
"Do you have a way home?"
"No. I guess I'll have to walk up to Brown Street and catch a bus." She stood up, brushing the dust of the steps from her pert behind. She saw Ben's eyes go to it. If she played tier cards right, she would get a lot more from him than a ride home. It had been some time since she and Ben had had sex, and Susie missed the immensely satisfying ten inches of maleness he had to offer.
"Brown Street's a long way away. Can I give you a ride home? I was just leaving for the day."
"Oh, gee! That'd be nice. Thanks a lot." Susie fell in beside Ben, and they went down the steps and headed for his car. "I haven't seen much of you lately," Susie said.
"I've been busy. Lost some time last week, and I have a lot of papers to grade."
Susie wanted to ask if Ben had lost the time because of Miss Wingate. Rumors were all over school about the amount of time the two teachers were spending together. She decided not to bring the matter up, though. Right now, the last thing she wanted Ben thinking about was Betty Wingate.
"Maybe I could help you with some of that grading," she said brightly as they got into Ben's car. "I could count up the checkmarks or something like that."
Ben laughed. "Thanks for the offer, but these papers are something I have to do myself." He started the car, backed it out of the lot, and headed off down the street.
Susie shifted her position, letting her short skirt hike up high on her thighs. She saw Ben's glance dart to the bare whiteness of her shapely upper legs. Slowly, she ran the fingers of her right hand up along her exposed skin. Ben's eyes followed it, and she saw him lick his lips excitedly.
"I've missed you, Ben. I really have. I think about you all the time."
"You do? That's nice." The man's voice was tight and husky. Susie could tell she was making progress. She let the tips of her fingers travel up under the hem of her skirt, pulling the fabric up to reveal even more of her thighs. She detected a movement in the front of Ben's pants.
"Yeah," Susie whispered. "I think about that day in the storage room, and about what a good time you. and I had together. Do you remember that, Ben?" She moved her hand over to squeeze his upper leg lightly.
Ben felt the familiar tingling in his manly penis. It was beginning to rise, to respond with a mind of its own to the girl's open wantonness. He should not be here, should not be letting this happen. Still, there was something about Susie, something about her aggressive, blatant propositioning that excited him immensely. Once more would not matter. Who would ever know?
"Yeah, I remember," the teacher whispered, hardly able to speak.
"Would you like that again, Ben? Would you like it with me?"
The man nodded his head dumbly. Mechanically, he turned the corner, driving in the direction of his apartment. Susie sat back in the seat and smiled. She had exactly what she wanted.
"Ouuuuu," she said as she entered Ben's small apartment, "this is such a nice place. I love it."
"Would you like a drink?" Susie turned and looked at Ben, her big eyes going directly to the hardness in the front of his trousers. "I didn't come here to drink, Ben."
Silently, she moved to him. Looking hypnotically into his eyes, she found the buckle of his belt with firm, sure fingers. Brazenly, she undid his pants, unsnapping the waistband and running down his zipper. She reached inside, her cool fingertips closing over the hard roundness of his flaming glans. Ben let out an excited gasp.
"Ouuuuu, Ben, it's so big, and it feels so hot and nice, just like I remember."
"It's all yours, Kid. Do whatever you want to with it." Ben's breath was coming in excited gasps now, and he was past the point of worrying about anything that might happen. All he knew was that he had to have completion and that Susie was the person who was willing to give it to him.
"I know what I want to do," Susie sighed. "I want to suck it just a little bit, just enough to taste you. Then it'll be all wet and nice, and it'll slip in real easy when you fuck me. Would you like that?"
Ben laughed salaciously. "Oh, shit, Susie. You know I'd like it!"
Without a word, Susie pushed his pants down over his slim, male hips. His huge, ten inch penis sprang out, giving the girl the feeling it was grateful to be free. She inhaled deeply, and her young nostrils were filled with the exciting, randy scent of Ben's arousal. Even the boys of Dale's gang, all of them, had not smelled this good to her. Ben was mature, a real man. Even though Dale and his friends fulfilled her lusts, they were still only boys.
Susie dropped slowly to her knees, her palms grazing the hairy flesh of Ben's legs as she lowered her trembling body. She gazed at the tip of his hugely thick penis, and the slightly moist, single eye at the center of its inflated glans seemed to wink at her. She bent forward and with the tip of her tongue flicked the moist drop of precum from it.
Ben let out a low, animalistic moan and tossed his head from side to side. "Oh, yeah, Baby. Eat me. Eat the cum right out of my big balls." With blunt, quivering fingers, he grabbed the back of the girl's head and pulled her close. Susie was what he needed right now, all he needed.
She pressed her face into Ben's flaming groin and opened her lips wide. The blunt helmet of his hard penis pushed hard between them, and Susie's jaws hurt as she tried to fit her mouth around it. Her small, pink tongue lashed over his cocktip, and she could taste the sweet saltiness of his manly flesh. She inhaled again, reveling in the superb musk-like scent. She was aware of urine mixed with male sweat, and her mouth watered with lust. Dark pubic fuzz tickled her face, and she darted her tongue out to tease Ben's huge, cum-filled balls. He writhed about, almost losing his footing, and he groaned anew, his rigid erection throbbing against the girl's cheek, the flesh so hot she felt as though it might burn her. She put her full, desiring lips against the puckered flesh of his huge testicles and kissed him, lavishing her love over his body.
"Come on, Kid, suck my balls. Roll 'em around in your mouth. Do it. Make me hotter, and then I'll fuck you so hard you'll never forget me."
Susie opened her mouth wide and drew one of his bull like testicles into her oral furnace. Grazing his tender flesh with her sharp, white teeth, she licked at the bottom side of his scrotum, tasting and savoring the manliness of it. At the same time, she ran her cool fingertips up and down the tender skin of his inner thighs, bringing fresh grunts of pure lust from his half parted lips.