Amy's Education

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Amy’s Education

(this is a closed thread for officegirl_20 and cgraven. Read along and enjoy.)



Lady Smith was a very exclusive, and conservative, college. An institution that catered to upper crust and wealthy students. Jean Batard was the head of the education department, and for young beauties, who if they were willing to compromise their morals, could get their pick of student teacher assignments. Today he had an appointment with a Miss Amy Holler for a student teacher’s position. One was to a prep school the other was to a community college in a very rough part of the nearby city. Which Amy would get depending on how willing she was to compromise her morals.



The buzzer of the intercom, drew him from Amy Holler’s student file. Miss Holler was young and a pretty little redhead with a brilliant student record.



“Professor Batard your 4PM appointment is here.”



“Ms. Johnson send Miss Holler in.”



Batard buzzed Amy in, the door would automatically lock behind the young student giving him an undisturbed meeting with the young girl. The picture in Amy’s student file did not do her credit, she was gorgeous and Batard could feel his cock stirring at the mere sight of the young redhead.



“Miss Holler,……….Amy…….I believe you are wondering where you will be doing your student teaching.”



Batard indicated that Amy should come closer, perhaps a bit closer than was proper. Batard waited for the stunning young redhead to come stand by him as he indicated, behind his desk and by his side so she could see the two teaching possibilities, the plush prep school and the inner city community college in the rough near by city. As he was explaining the two choices Amy had, Batard slid his arm around Amy’s trim little waist and drew her into his lap.



“Amy your quite pretty……….”



As Batard was speaking his fingers toyed with the top button of the young redhead’s blouse………..



“………….You know the prep school assignment is between you and Carrol Dunbar………Carrol’s interview was quite impressive……………”



The top button of Amy’s blouse as well as the second button surrendered to Batard’s fingers.


“Amy take off your blouse and bra my dear!..............You do want the prep school don’t you Amy?”



Batard’s voice was smooth and calm. If Amy wanted the prep school assignment then she would have to do as Professor Batard had told her.
 
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Amy slapped his hand away. "Sir i am NOT that type of teacher! I worked hard and have excellent reputation at the top schools. "Yes sir i would love the prep school but on merit alone sir "
It was evident as the naive young redhead teacher fixed her blouse, she was not about to compromise morals for position, wanting to show her boss she was there to help students learn and not be bought with bribes just for better assignments unknowingly spurning his advances and inadvertently making her choice of the two positions for her.
 
Amy slapped Batard’s hand away from the third button of her blouse as the finger of his right hand eased back the material of the young redhead’s blouse exposing the firm curve of her breasts as she fumed. He loved the feel of Amy's smooth creamy skin under his fingertips.

"Sir I am NOT that type of teacher!................ Yes sir I would love the prep school but on merit alone sir. "



It was evident that young, naïve, Miss Holler, who was busy fixing her blouse, was not about to compromise her morals for position, well at least not yet. Batard loved the young redhead’s pious indignity. It was clear that she needed to learn the facts of life.



Batard knew that Amy’s reactions to his bold advances was a desperate attempt to show him she was there to help students learn and not be bought with bribes just for a better assignment. The young redhead, was unknowingly by spurning his advances, was inadvertently placing her future and safety in pearl.



Batard easily kept the gorgeous young redhead firmly seated in his lap. “Let me make this very clear Miss Holler you do have the grades that merit your that appointment, I can take a few Art Photos of you, and you have no problems getting the prep school assignment. Or you keep your high morals and get the community college in Iron Town, which is a very depressed and dangerous place for a pretty little white girl like you. The choice is yours Amy.”



Batard let his words hit Amy like a punch in the gut. He wondered if this gorgeous creature could possibly be a virgin and that caused her hesitation to be sensible. Would she compromise her morals and pose for a few Art photos?



“Miss Holler do not worry the Art photos would be for my private collection. No one else would see them, Amy.”



Batard laid out the tempting offer to the young redhead, just pose and get the plum student teacher assignment, all she had to do was bend to Batard's wishes for her to pose provocatively for him



“So, remove your blouse and your bra Miss Holler if you want Wilcot prep school.



Batard made Amy’s position quite clear. Pose for his Art Photos and get the prep school assignment or refuse and be sent to Iron Town community college. Amy Holler's fate was in her own hands.
 
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OOC Amy Holler 25 5'9 130 36D short red hair in a bob hairstyle typical girly girl princess type


"For your eyes only? And i get first dibs at Wilcot prep?" Amy nervously said. She was NOT that type at all, but a position at a place like Wilcot Prep in her young teaching career would be huge for her.
Tbe young redhead teacher stood a d nervously unbuttoned her blouse and slid it to a chair. "This is for an art collection makes it ok right?" She tbought to herself. Then her lacy bra was next as now he saw Amy's full natural 36D chest on her tall slender frame. She bit her lower lip as Batard commented on her busty thin frame. Amy secretly liked the attention but was so conflicted now as she stood topless in front of the principal.
 
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"For your eyes only? And I get first dibs at Wilcot prep?"

Batard was pleased as Amy appeared willing to compromise her morals to get the coveted position.

“Yes, Amy for my eyes only.”

He let the gorgeous young redhead slip from his lap so she could remove her blouse and bra. Batard watched as Amy stood and nervously unbuttoned the third and remaining buttons of her blouse. She let her blouse slide from her shoulders to place it on a nearby chair, then her lacy bra was next. Damn but this young redhead was truly gorgeous as she stood shyly before him, naked to the waist.

“Amy you are beautiful so slender, your supple young body so well-toned, and such firm impressive breasts, your gorgeous my dear! Shall we start with a simple pose……..Lean back against my desk your hands folded behind of your skirt.”

He knew the requested pose would thrusts Amy’s breast up and out as if in offering to him. Batard picked up his 35m single reflex camera. Click, click, click, his camera whispered sensually to Amy, as he took the first photos of his Art Study.

“Great Amy, slide up on my desk, curve your legs under you, and place your hands at the nape of your neck, elbows out.”

Click, click, click, the camera whispered seductively to Amy.

“ Amy you’re a natural…………”

Batard watched how Amy bit her lower lip as he commented on her breasts, and her thin frame. He could see Amy, apparently secretly liking the attention but was conflicted as she posed now topless in front of her department head.

“Don’t be nervous Amy you're doing great. They are going to love you at Wilcot.”

Batard led Amy to believe that the assignment was very close to being hers. He decided to press the young redheaded beauty further. “Amy, you have such great legs, please remove your skirt, and perhaps your panties as well to become my Venus Rising in homage to Botticelli masterpiece.”

If this innocent lamb took off her skirt and removed her panties for him then Batard would see just how far she would go to get Wilcot Prep. If the ravishing redhead balked at his further advances, he would have photos he could use to get whatever he wanted from Amy in the future.
 
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Amy did the poses as requested flashing small nervo Partially from the exposure and partially from the attention. However her mind was conflicted and she refused the directive to take off her skirt. After a few more snaps, Batard seemed satisfied amd Amy left thinkkng the job was hers. However the next morning she got an email stating Wilcot prep would be hers but not "now" the email claimed Iron City needed new teachers ASAP so for 6 months she had to go there. What her naieve mind didnt understand was there was no "emergency" just a ploy by Batard to show the young teacher who was in control.

She was dressed in the following as she was not expecting to report to iron city

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Keeping her head held high she got in her vette an hour later and pulled jnto the broken dilapidated parking lot of Iron City as she headed toward the door and metal detectors to enter.
 
Amy had done all that Batard wanted, Some of the poses he requested were on the provocative side. Yet when he asked the sexy little redhead to remove her skirt, and suggested that she might also shed her panties, Amy balked and declined to.



“All right Amy just a few more poses.”



The poses brought out the young redhead’s figure and her firm young breasts.



“Thank you Amy you were great! And I well enjoy your photos in my Art collection.”



Batard enjoyed watching Amy dress there was a natural sensuality to her movements, damn but she was sexy.



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Batard picked up the phone as soon as Amy left. “Dean Pendrak…………Luther have I got a pretty little redhead for you, She has a peaches and cream complexion and a sexy trim body just ripe for fucking……..Enjoy!”



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Next morning Amy got an email stating Wilcot prep would be hers but not "now" the email claimed Iron City needed new teachers ASAP so for 6 months she had to go there. What her naïve mind didn’t understand was there was no "emergency" just a ploy by Batard to show the young teacher who was in control. He knew that Dean Pendrak, and his staff would just eat young Amy up.



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Iron City was a depressed city, as Amy arrived young and old men were hanging out on street corners apparently jobless, some drinking out of brown paper bags, others smoking. Many stores were closed and boarded up. It was a city deep in the rust belt depression, yet Iron City Community College was a shining, neat, and orderly island in Iron city’s sea of depression.



Amy presented herself to Dean Luther Pendrak’s office. She was wearing a black double breasted suit jacket that was a one-piece outfit. The hem was well above the young redhead’s knees. It appeared that she wore a camisole blouse. The short hemline showed the young redhead’s shapely legs off to perfection, Amy's black heels showed off the sensual curve of her calves. Her youthful and short outfit pleased Luther.



Luther Pendrak was a mountain of a man; his skin was a shimmering dark ebony and in mark contrast to Amy’s sweet white peaches and cream complexion. His eyes blatantly took in every inch of the young beauty that stood before him. He made no effort or pretense to hide his sensual studied appraisal of Amy's figure.



“Welcome to Iron City Community College Miss Holler..........what subjects are you proficient in, Miss Holler………. May I call you Amy?”





A lecherous smiled curled the dean’s lips, he could hardly wait until she lay beneath him as he fucked her gorgeous young white body. Yet he was in no hurry, for she would be here for the next six months, there was plenty of time to groom her into a sweet little sex kitten.





“Most of the students here are older than you would expect. They are looking to better themselves for the limited job prospects………..Oh, we are holding a car wash Saturday. The instructors will be washing the cars. It is a way to build community relations. I know you have just arrived Amy, but can I put you down for the car wash, you would be an asset to our efforts, and the community could get to meet you. The male staff will wear swimsuits, and the female staff are wearing bikinis.”



Luther paused and watched Amy closely to see her reactions to what he proposed, before continuing.



“Have you found a place to live yet? If not, I have a spare room, you are welcome to it until you find a place to call home”





His tone was friendly upbeat, Luther smiled to himself if this young innocent accepted his offer, she would not be moving anywhere else, any time soon. Amy would find that Luther’s home was a mansion on the edge of the campus and the spare room was spacious, more a suite than a spare room. It had a desk, and a queen size bed. The bathroom was marble and gold and the tub was a small pool big enough for four people.
 
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"No no place to live yet, not yet i am new to the area sir. I was looking at area near Wilcot prep but was told i am needed here for a time and need to find closer to here i guess so the spare room offer sounds awesome and ummmm sure i would be willing to help with car wash i guess to show other teachers i am a team player sir" Amy said with a naieve but bubbly tone.
"As far as subjects, ive taught math and some science like biology and such"
Just then Luther said "sometimes a fight or two will happen you may have to break up and usually clothing gets pulled, do you mind if i check how strong your blouse buttons appear Miss Holler?" Amy looked confused a moment then said "ummm i guess not sir if you say it is for safety protocol and all".
 
"No, no place to live yet, as I am new to the area sir. I was looking at area near Wilcot prep but was told I am needed here for a time and so I need to find a place closer to here. I guess the spare room offer sounds awesome.


"Ummm sure I would be willing to help with car wash. I guess to show the other teachers I am a team player Sir" Amy said with a naïve but bubbly tone.



“You have no problem with wearing a very sexy bikini, Amy? It would really bring in the community.”



Luther was pleased at how easily this gorgeous little redhead accepted his offer to live in his house. He was anxious to see what Amy thought of the spare room, well really a rather plush suite, in his mansion. He looked forward to how his hidden cameras would catch the ravishing young redhead changing, and bathing in all her naked glory.



Amy sweetly and naïvely continued, "As far as subjects, I’ve taught math and some science like biology."



“Great Amy we do need an introductory math teacher and a biology teacher as well. Your choice Amy.”



Just then Luther said, "Sometimes a fight or two will happen, our student are older and have fought to get a place here Amy. You may have to break it up to maintain your authority in class, and usually clothing gets pulled, do you mind if I check how strong your blouse buttons appear Miss Holler?”



The tone in Dean Luther’s voice was more formal now. Amy looked confused for a moment then naively said "Ummm I guess not sir. If you say it is for safety protocol and all".



What a truly naïve young beauty Miss Amy Holler was. Amy wore a simple short black skirt that showed her shapely legs off to perfection.’ Dean Luther grabbed two fistfuls of her white blouse. His big black hands seemed to also caress Amy’s breasts as well, his thumb rolled the young redheads nipples through her blouse and bra. Then he gave the young redhead’s blouse a sharp tug, buttons went flying and Amy’s blouse came away in tatters leaving her naked to the waist except for her sexy lacey bra. Another tug and Amy’s bra slipped from her trim young body leaving her totally naked to the waist.



“Amy, shall we see how your shirt would hold up as well?”



Luther knew that Batard had failed to get Amy out of her skirt. He was hoping this ploy for safety protocol would do the trick.
 
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"Would they really go for skirt too?" The blushing redhead stammered as Dean Luther made some joking comments of her looking a bit "top heavy " with 36D chest on her 5'9 130 slim frame. Amy was shocked and stunned that he actually ripped her blouse and bra open but then womdered if they just did security protocols different in iron city. Amy's slightly smaller then dime sized nipples grew stiff in the cool air of the office.
Each second seemed like an eternity as Dean Luther just said....
 
"Would they really go for my skirt too?" The blushing redhead stammered as Dean Luther ran his eyes over Amy’s gorgeous young body.



“You are a very attractive young lady Amy, such a petite beauty with such impressive breasts. Yes, I fear they might if you were breaking up a fight that got out of hand. Our students are older, rougher, men, that might get carried away and you are a very desirable young girl Amy. They are not callow youths but full blooded men. I do believe, for safety’s sake, I must make sure your skirt would hold up and protect your modesty Amy.”



Luther’s voice seemed to be laced with concern for the gorgeous redhead’s safety. In reality Luther was anxious to see just how far he could go in his effort to have this ravishing young creature naked or nearly naked for his viewing pleasure. Amy's slightly smaller than dime sized nipples, already had grown stiff in the cool air of the office, and the sight pleased Luther. He knew that each second must seemed like an eternity to the half-naked young teacher, as she stood before him.



“Your safety Amy is my utmost concern……………I shall test your skirt’s strength now Amy…………"



Luther paused letting his words sink into the ravishing young teacher’s naïve, innocent, young mind.



".................ok, Amy?”



Luther’s voice was dripping with concern for Amy, supposed safety. In reality he wanted to see the young redheaded teacher naked. His hand rested sensually on the ravishing young teacher’s hip to see if she would agree to the test. His tug on her skirt would also rip her pantyhose and carry away them and her panties as well as Amy's skirt.



Luther was slowly starting the grooming Amy, to be the community college's new little sex kitten. The first step was to get her to be naked or nearly so before him. Next was to be paraded naked, or nearly so, before the college staff. The car wash would be a step towards that. But he looked forward to Amy taking up residence in his Manson where her grooming would continue in earnest and if she resisted his advances, well there were always the photos from Batard’s Art shoot.
 
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With a slight look of suspicion but mostly buying into Luther's words Amy said "ummmm i guess you can test it if you think it is needed for safety protocol. After all this is your school and you probably know best. Blushing from her exposure, the young redhead teacher hoped this "test" would go quick so she could redress before anyone saw her in this state.
Amy thought this was an odd testbit thought maybe inner city schools needed a higher degree of security then the high end institutions she hailed from. As she awaited Luther's next move after she gave green light willingly or unwillingly to proceed with his test.
 
Luther loved the slight little look of suspicion that crossed the gorgeous young redheaded teacher’s face at first. Slowly that look of suspicion faded as it appeared that Amy was buying into Luther's concern for her. He did not press the young teacher but let her buy more fully into his concern for her. Luther seemed so sincere Amy finally gave in and said.



"Ummmm I guess you can test it if you think it is needed for safety protocol. After all this is your school and you probably know best.”



Standing there naked to the waist and her pale pink dime size nipples taunt little pebbles now had Amy blushing from her exposure, before Dean Luther Pendrak. His hands that were sensually resting on the young redheaded teacher’s hips, his fingers curled into the waist band of her little black skirt, pantyhose, and panties. He gave Amy’s skirt a sharp tug. The young teacher’s skirt, pantyhose, and panties came away as if they were tissue paper. A now very naked Amy found herself in Luther’s arms. He loved the feel of her body close to his. Luther held the young redheaded teacher a moment or so before he stepped back and away from the gorgeous young creature.



“Amy I am so sorry I never suspected that your skirt was so flimsy.”



Amy was gorgeous, now that he had her naked, standing before him in all her naked glory. Luther was quite pleased with the way thing were working out



“Here take my tweed Jacket!”



Luther took his time slipping the tweed jacket from his shoulders just enjoying the sight of a now very naked Amy. He held the jacket open for the young redhead to slip into. As she did, his arms closed around her, and he leaned her back savoring her body next to his.



“I think we need to get you up to the house so you can become more presentable.”



He loved the fact that Amy would have to walk naked across campus only in the dean’s tweed jacket and her heels. The rest of her clothes were in tatters. She was greeted by whistles and cat calls of students and staff. Her impressive breasts continually tried to escape the jacket and played peek-a-boo as she walked for all to see.

The dean’s house was a mansion, the spare room was a suite, and the bath was something out of the Arabian nights. And this would be all hers.
 
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Amy heard RRIIP RRIIP and gasped at how quickly the material tore and fell around her ankles. She heavily blushed because every once in a while, and today was that day, she was shaved and pantiless under her pantyhose as she stood in front of Dean Luther in just the thin nylon barrier and her heels.
Wi...willl this....ummm conclude your tests sir?" The young redhead teacher sheepishly stammered. She was all for security and protocol but was not accustomed to these unorthodox methods, her nipples growing slightly stiff in the cool air as she awaited Dean Luther's next moves or words.
 
Luther loved how this gorgeous young redhead blushed so sweetly as his eyes took in her gorgeous young body. Amy pussy was shaved and there was nothing but her torn pantyhose to give her some false sense of modesty.



“Wi...will this....Ummm conclude your tests sir?"



Yes Amy it will conclude the tests for now.”

Amy’s nipples were growing stiffer in the cool air as she awaited Dean Luther's next moves or words.



“Take off your ripped pantyhose Amy.”



Amy was gorgeous, now that he had her nearly totally naked, standing before him in all her near naked glory. Luther was quite pleased with the way thing were working out.



“Here take my tweed Jacket!”



Luther took his time slipping the tweed jacket from his shoulders just enjoying the sight of a now very nearly naked Amy waiting for her to remove her ripped pantyhose. He now held his jacket open for the young redhead to slip into. As she did, his arms closed around her, and he leaned her back savoring her body next to his.



“I think we need to get you up to the house so you can become more presentable.



He loved the fact that Amy would have to walk naked across campus only in the dean’s tweed jacket and her heels. The rest of her clothes were in tatters. She was greeted by whistles and cat calls of students and staff. Her impressive breasts continually tried to escape the jacket and played peek-a-boo as she walked for all to see.
 
Amy blushed and gasped each time a gust of wind nearly exposed her by blowing open the jacket. They made it to the mansion. Her eyes wide in awe and amazment. "You live here? How can you afford that with Iron City looking welll.... a bit in disarray if you dont mind my asking" the young redhead said.
In her naieve nature, never dealing with adversity in the rich subburbs, it didnt even occur to her how odd it was for a new teacher to stay with administrators like Dean Luther. She simply saw it as a nice gesture still under dillusions that Iron City was a short term assignment as she was taken to her room and enormous bathroom to freshen up.
 
Luther loved the amazed look that came over Amy when she saw the Mansion that he called home. It was all Luther could do to keep from laughing when the naive young redhead teacher exclaimed,

"You live here? How can you afford that with Iron City looking well.... a bit in disarray if you don’t mind my asking."

What a truly innocent little lamb this gorgeous redhead teacher was.

“It is one of the perks of being the Dean, Amy, a place to call home, equal to the status I hold being Dean.”

It apparently never occurred to Amy how odd it was for a new teacher to stay with administrators like Dean Luther. She simply saw it as a nice gesture Little did the young teacher realize the plans that Batard and Luther had for this gorgeous young creature. Let her remain under the illusion that Iron City was a short term assignment as Amy was taken to her room and enormous bathroom to freshen up.

“Amy I am sure that you will want to freshen up.”



Luther excused himself to go but then turned on his heel. “Dinner is at eight Amy. I am afraid it is a tradition to dress for dinner. As it will be just us a cocktail dress will be fine.”



Luther left to settle in and watch the closed circuit feed from Amy’s room and bath.



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Dinner was at eight. Luther was wearing a tuxedo. Another man older was beside him also dressed in a tux.

“Amy may I introduce Mr. Johnson the head of the finance committee. You need to be very nice to him.”

Luther joked. Johnson ran his eyes over Amy firm youthful figure. Neither he nor Luther could wait to get Amy out of her cocktail dress. First there would be cocktails then several courses of wine, not to mention that the naïve redhead’s food would be treated with a very powerful aphrodisiac.



A little cognac after dinner, some dancing, and then to get Amy out of her clothing. The memory of how Amy had blushed and gasped each time a gust of wind nearly exposed her firm young breasts by blowing open the jacket had left Luther hungering for more.
 
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Amy liked the idea of a "fancy" dinner showing off her fasionista style. The following dress maybe a bit overvkill red with her short red locks but really liked the feel of the silky material. She felt this dinner at a mansion was like a fantasy escape from her teaching and Iron City. She headed to dining area eyes wide in awe of the surroundings of Dean Luthers not so humble abode.

"Hope this dress is ok sir its from louis vatton one of my favorite designers. Dont get opportunity to wear much so you said dress "nice" for dinner so i hope this is acceptable Dean Luther " Amy could tell by his look he was impressed with the red dress red strappy high heels and red hair hoping it was not too much red she chuckled to herself.
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When Amy entered Luther’s study he was pleased with the red cocktail dress she had chosen. The strapless bodice of the dress and its helm line that was well above her knees. He also saw the lust in Mr. Johnson’s eyes.

"Hope this dress is ok sir it’s from Louis Vatton one of my favorite designers. I don’t get the opportunity to wear it much so you said dress "nice" for dinner so I hope this is acceptable Dean Luther. "

“It is perfect Amy.”



After cocktail’s and a lot of wine at dinner not to mention that Amy’s serving was dosed with a powerful aphrodisiac. Luther watched to see how the alcohol and aphrodisiac were affecting the young redheaded teacher. Soon Amy was in Luther’s arms, and dancing. His body was pressed to hers, his hips to hers, and her breasts crushed to his hard lean black body.



It was then that Mr. Johnson stepped up behind the gorgeous young teacher. Amy was sandwich between the two black men, their bodies sensually moving to hers. It was then that Mr. Johnson eased the zipper of Amy’s cocktail dress down. Luther’s cheek was pressed to the young redhead’s as he whispered in her ear,



“Mr. Johnson is the head of the finance committee. You need to be very nice to him Amy.”
 
"Is it warm in here or just me?" Amy stammered in a breathy tone. "Youre a good dancer Dean Luther " she nervously chuckled trying to get her mind off the warm feeling. Totally unaware that her strapless dress was being unzipped and now was precariously positioned to have her ample 36D chest exposed to her new colllegues. Amy's head was swimming a bit with the wine and its "special" ingredient. The duo complimented her dancing saying it was refreshing to see a teacher not be stuck up and enjoy herself every once in a while. Just then she gasped as her dress slid down her belly and sown her smooth legs revealing a lacy pair of red string bikini panties.
 
"Is it warm in here or just me?" Amy stammered in a breathy tone. "You’re a good dancer Dean Luther " she nervously chuckled. Luther was pleased to see that the wine, cognac, and the “special little something” that had laced the gorgeous young redhead teacher’s meal were having the desired effect. A very intoxicated Amy seemed to be unaware of Mr. Johnson unzipping her dress as his body also ground to her pert young ass.



As the trio danced young Amy’s dress slid down her belly and showed her smooth legs to perfection as her dress pooled around her ankles, and revealing a lacy pair of red string bikini panties. Amy gasped as she was naked to the waist, her only concession to modesty was her string bikini red panties. Yet before she could really protest, the men complimented her on her dancing, saying it was refreshing to see a teacher not be stuck up and enjoy herself every once in a while.



As the men complemented the nearly naked young teacher on her dancing, Luther’s leg moved between Amy’s legs, his thigh sensually rubbing her pussy through her red panties as they danced. Johnson’s arms pinned Amy’s arms to her sides as his big black hands cupped her naked breasts. Johnson’s thumbs rolled her pale pink nipples under his thumbs as he massaged the redhead’s creamy white breasts.


Meanwhile Luther’s hands circled Amy’s waist, then slid down to her hips. The young redheaded teacher presented a sensual and erotic picture with Johnson’s black hands on her pale white breasts and Luther’s ebony hands on her hips as they continued to dance.



Luther watched and waited to see what a very intoxicated Amy’s reaction would be to the erotic tableau that she was now the center of. Dark ebony hands and creamy white skin. Of course, his objective was to get the gorgeous young teacher bare ass naked, and she would then have to show Mr. Johnson just how nice she could be to him.
 
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