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From: Greg Curtin <valachi100@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} First Story- Teacher and Me 
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Date: Mon, 26 Apr 2004 03:10:02 -0400
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Please find my first submission attached--Happy Reading!!

		
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Man...what a day!  It started with my boss yelling and screaming
about an issue that was not mine, but became mine...inherited
from an inept co-worker.  That led to 2 hour long conference
calls in which all sides of the course of action had to be
debated, weighed and measured by a group across the country.  Six
hours of this drove me to hit the video store on the way home and
get a movie that would take my mind away from all of this
nonsense!
	Browsing through the comic section, several caught my attention.
 Then in my peripheral vision, something else did...?  It seemed
that the video clerk was someone that I had known or met some
time before, but where?  In order to get a better look at the
clerk I sauntered over to the action area of the store.  There I
was able to glance fully at her face, but then as luck would have
she turned once again from me!
	As a very available and horny guy of 29, naturally I checked out
the rest of her package.  By the tight pants I could see a
triangle struggling to break free at the top of her ass. 
Definitely one of those sexy thong women!  Smaller in stature,
but on the whole she was average.  Blond hair and about to my
chest which would put her at 5'5".  
	Again the move of "Video Hunting" hit me and I moved back to the
comedy section.  The mystery lady was helping a customer this
time and would not be able to quickly skit my vision this time! 
And then it happened...I suddenly went back, back in time to my
early education of 4th grade.  This woman was the first person I
had a crush on, my fourth grade teacher Ms. Hankston!  
	Many a day a sat and stared longingly at this woman hoping and
yearning for her to see me as something more than a student. 
Wow...my first crush, first notice of the female body and first
masturbation fantasy!  If there was a count this women helping
out in the video store probably had fucked me 400 times by the
time I was 14 years old!
	Now the question was what to do? Easily go over and see if she
recalled who I was? Initiate the conversation as to remember the
old days? Disregard and get me ass home to recall those "scenes"
in which this beauty was so involved??? 	
	Throwing caution to the wind, I jumped in queue behind one other
person, trying to get my story ready.  I planned to ask for some
foreign films to try and show my "interest" in films of a more
intellectual nature (Quickly after I realized who this was the
copy of Dumb and Dumber was misplaced behind another comedy at
the beginning of the alphabet).	
	"Do you have that Springer video where they are naked people and
such on there?"

	A gentle sigh came from my dream lover as she responded,
"Yes...surprisingly in this town it is one of the best renters!"
A little flick of her forefinger and she informed me that she
would be right back.  Single person point of habit...no wedding
band on that left hand of hers!  What did I think was going to
happen from all of this?  Ms. Hankston returned quickly while
trying to not discuss which movie on the new release wall may
have more nudity in it.
	"Now what can I do for you today?" Oh....if you could only have
broadcast what was going through my mind that instant!
	With a little clearing of my throat, in my deepest voice I asked
for the newest foreign films that she could recommend.  
	"You watch foreign films?" asked this beautiful woman.  Now as I
was 3 feet away from this woman, the ice blue eyes and blond hair
took me back to the first crush feeling I had as a kid!  
	"Yes I replied...a lot of the best direction can be found in
those films," I BS'ed.  "It seems that overseas they are a little
more daring in the direction they will try and take chances in a
variety of scene sequences."  Agghh!!  I had hoped that this did
not sound to egg-headed!!
	'Very astute...Do I by chance now you from somewhere?"  Here was
my chance....
	"You know you look a bit like a teacher I had as a young guy,
but you are much too young to be her!"
	"Hmmm...where did you go to school?"
	"Saint Patrick's here in town."
	"I KNEW IT...little Scottie Jamison???!!!"  
	"Ms. Hankston???"  "Is that you???"
	"Yes!" she said with a laugh.  "So just how old do you think I
am???"  
	"Well, if you made me guess I would have put you at 45-50, but
seeing you now you look like a young woman of 30!"
	"Oh, Scottie...you were always so kind in your words to
everyone!"  "I actually started teaching your class fresh out of
college and at the age of 22".  So with that in mind take an
educated guess now??  
	Shrugging my shoulders I guessed "Thirty-five?"
	"Good guess, but it really is Thirty-seven"
	Quickly in my mind I started doing quick comparisons in age...me
23, her 37.  Fifteen years of difference...why was I performing
this calculation??
	"Tell me what you have done with yourself Scottie?" Never had I
loved so much to be behind a counter as every time she called me
Scottie my cock twitched to life.  
	"Well I went to Northwestern University to get my BA and MBA. 
Then out of school I got a very well paying job from Microcorp
Industry performing market analysis for different products they
develop."
	"Wow...hopefully some of that knowledge from the fourth grade
stuck with you!"

	"Yes...not counting on my fingers for math problems did pay off
in the long run!" I said laughing.  "You turned out to be
right!"
	"Let me show you over to those foreign films," said Ms.
Hankston.  I noticed that she was eying something behind me and I
realized a line had started to grow as we stood talking.  
	Now as she strode out of the counter, that cute little ass I
remembered from 4th grade seemed to be talking to me...almost
smiling at the pleasure it had already given my mind!
	Looking over her shoulder she said "I can come over here and
talk some more while we act like we are discussing the films
here!  Someone else can help all of those Backward Folk"  
	I began to laugh at this comment.  Whenever someone would not
turn in papers, fail to study, etc., and the question that was
posed to them was if they wanted to be backward folk!  	
	"That always cracked me up when you would say that in class!"
	"I can't believe you remember that!?!??  That was so long ago!"
	"Ms. Hankston, now that I am older I can fully admit that you
had my full and total attention the entire year of fourth grade!
If you would have said jump I would have asked how high, done any
chores, obey every request!!"
	"Was it my teaching style that had you so...engaged?"
	"Uhmmm...quite frankly you were the first crush that I had as a
young man...."  Where did that come from....just out there...in
the open.   Fully expecting her to walk off in disgust, the red
color in her cheeks told me something different.  
	"Are you serious!?!? What an honor!"
	"Well at least it is both of us blushing over that
comment...sorry if you took any offense..."
	"No truly it was a compliment.  Never did I think that any of my
students thought enough of me to have a crush on me!"
	"I do not know about anyone else, but you were
definitely...well...you were with me a lot that year."
	"What??  In your thoughts at school??? Why....oh wait could I
have been there at night...lying down with you???"
	"Ugh...Ummm...you were always so bold in your comments!
Yes...you were the focal point of many dreams, thoughts, and well
recreational activities..."
	"I am completely honored, but it seems that some of those
thoughts may have come back to visit..." Her eyes went to my
slacks.  The thin material of my work pants was not hiding any of
the hard-on that was getting ready to tent out.  Now completely
embarrassed I started to turn, grab a movie and head to check
out.
	"Do not be embarrassed.  It is perfectly natural for these
crushes to happen when you were that age.  I know realize that,
and you should not feel ashamed! You were one of the best
students and free thinkers in the class that made it go so well
that year.  There were nightmares I would have of falling flat on
my face and not connecting with the students.  Those times did
occur where there was complete silence and I thought revolt was
surely to come because of something that I had stated to the
class.  Your hand would shoot up and clarify something I said,
explain in a different way so the others would understand or
truly just play dumb so I would explain that again!  You were
always there to bail me out and it looks like I can now bail you
out of some frustration that you may be experiencing at the
present time??"
	The last statement did not immediately register as I was
picturing her red lips connecting with the head of my cock.  The
contrast of the red color and my rock hard.....
	What had she just said?? 
	"I am sorry...what did you just say?"  
	"Let me be the one to restate it this time.  So you want to
satisfy your curiosity and see how Ms Hankston's pussy will feel
wrapped around your cock??"
	"YES!"  I screamed out....a little to loudly.  Trying to recover
the situation I said "This movie is finally back in stock" a
little loud to overstate my excitement from the screaming Ms.
Hankston evoked from my body.
 	"I am so sorry to have screamed that out..."
	"Don't worry...We are two consenting adults and for all the
times that you helped me I am going to pay you back in the form
of some wild sex with prim and proper Ms Hankston.  Or was I a
wild sex cat in some of your fantasies.
	"You were several things!" I laughed.
	"Young boys and there imaginations...I could only imagine!"
	There was an uncomfortable pause that she picked up
on..."Ok...it is close to closing time, but I do not have to stay
that long. I am off in 15 minutes and then I can get you off!"
	The words and phrases this woman was using totally fell in line
with all of the fantasies that had been built up over time.  I
wanted to pull her khaki pants off and lick that cunt of hers to
get it nice and ready for a thoughgh fucking...
	"Meet me out back of the building here and then I will let you
follow me back to my place"
	"Uh...sure...sounds good," I said setting the movie down. 
"About 15 minutes, Right?'
	"You got is Scottie...ooooppss...dropped this movie," she said
as she fell to her knees, looked up into my eyes and let he mouth
trace the outline of my cock in my pants.  Almost instantly my
dick started to twitch...from just a 1 second touch.  
	"When you are in your car, masturbate to this picture in your
mind...I want you to fuck me well tonight..."
	Smutty talk in perfect English!
	"Yes Maam," I responded.  
	"See you in fifteen!" she said as she rose to her feet and
walked back to the counter to assist the other cashier.  A quick
glance over her should and a wink sent me running out the door to
my car.
	There where several people that instantly smiled as I was
walking out of the store in a daze.  Was it because they could
tell my dreams were going to be realized?  Would it be because my
confidence had instantly been kicked up a notch? As I left the
building and looked at my shoe is the glass door closed on it, I
realized that it was none of these things.  It was the streak of
red lipstick that Ms. Hankston left on my pants when she gave me
the sneak preview!  Embarrassed I tried to somewhat cover myself
and RUN to my car....
	Fumbling with the keys (there was a slight twitch due to
nervousness or excitement I was unsure!)  I opened the car door
and jumped in the drivers' seat.  Pretty easy to get to the back
of the store, a quick loop really.  As I sat and waited the scene
that had just occurred in the store played over and over in my
mind.  Luck certainly finds us sometimes in life, but it had just
grabbed me and thrown a right hook to connect with me!
	It took just a wait of ten minutes and then the back door to the
store opened and I sat up in anticipation.  It was like waiting
for the curtain to open at a play for the final act.  Then she
exited the store, located me in my car.  I flashed my lights at
her to let her confirm that it was in fact me.  In turn I was
rewarded with a kiss blown in my direction.  My heart jumped up
to my throat!
	Ms. Hankston jumped into her car, a sporty Pontiac Fiero.   The
coffin on wheels, I had not seen one of these cars in some time,
but again it was a take back to my youth as this was THE car to
have (all the high school kids drove by us at the grade school to
prove the "coolness").  It was even the color I would have chosen
for her...bright red! I looked down and it did somewhat seem to
match the color of her lipstick...mental note to remind myself to
discuss her excellent color coordination.


As we pulled out of the lot.....

Please let me know if you guys would like me to continue the
story.  This is my first submission and interested to see what
others think.

Valachi100@yahoo.com

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