Adultery ALISON A TEACHER'S STORY by exbiidelhi2012

[sarit11]

"Come off it, tight arse. You loved it." Neil said with a harsh laugh. "You love being the centre of attention, that's why you do this. That's why you walked around in the street practically naked last night. That's why you let the old man from the paper shop have a good look at you. Admit it, you love being at the centre of things, don't you?"

"I suppose so. I have to admit, it was thrilling in a weird sort of way walking along in the rain with just a see-through T-shirt on and nothing else!"
"So if we took you to a pub or club, and told you to get screwed by some complete stranger, or gang of them, while we watched, you'd be up for it, wouldn't you?"
I felt as though I had been trapped. Neil clearly had something in mind, and I had just talked myself into going along with whatever his twisted little mind had come up with. "What have you got in mind?" I asked.
"You'll just have to wait and see, won't you? In the meantime Al, are you going to send her down to be nice to the old guy in the paper shop?"

"Good idea. Go and get cleaned up, then you can go and say hello to your new friend."
"You're not serious? You're not really going to let that horrible old bastard do anything to me, are you?"
"Sure, why not?" Alan was looking at me with his patronising smile. "I think it would be good for you to experience a mature man." Neil laughed loudly at this.
"Now get yourself cleaned up. And put on something nice and feminine for the old goat!"
My mind was still reeling at the possible consequences of our conversation as I made my way to the bathroom and ran the shower. Would Alan really send me to visit the old man? What was Neil planning? Was there anything I wouldn't do to please them?
I answered my own question whilst in the shower. As I ran my hands down to my pussy I felt my clit stiffen. I was turned on at the prospect of being used by them in whatever way amused them. There was nothing I wouldn't do for them.

I finished my shower, dried myself, then went to my room where I dried my hair, applied some make-up and chose my clothes for the afternoon. I slipped on my white knickers and bra, then put on a blue silk blouse, stockings and a flowing, three-quarter length skirt, also blue. Then I went back into the living room and presented myself for their approval.
"Very nice indeed." Neil said simply. "Lift the skirt, let's have a look at what's underneath." Naturally, I complied. "Excellent!"
"Right." Said Alan, "Go down there and be nice to him."
"How far do I have to go?"
"All the way. In fact, I'll give you a letter for him." And with that he produced an envelope. "You can open it and read what's inside if you like."

I opened the envelope with trembling fingers, unfolded the note and read: " Dear Mr. Stuart, you may remember Alison from last night, although she is wearing considerably more today! I know you have tried your best to make conversation with her in recent months, only for her to ignore or insult you. This was because she was a stuck up bitch! You'll notice that she has a much friendlier attitude these days, in fact, she will be happy to do anything which will please you. If she fails to accommodate any request you may make, please feel free to spank her bare arse until you feel she has been punished sufficiently. I guarantee she will be only too keen to please after this. Please enjoy her charms. Kind regards. A. Hughes. P.S. Please ensure that she returns to me by 5 P.M. today."
"Jesus, Alan! You can't make me give this to him, he'll have a bloody field day. Please, can't I just flirt with him, maybe give him a quick flash, like I did with the Head?"
"No. You will go down there, do whatever he tells you to, and then come and tell us all about it. We'll be waiting."

I looked at my watch; 3 P.M. "Christ Alan!, you're going to make me stay there for two hours! Please don't make me do this."
"Shut up whining and get down there." And with that he turned to Neil and started talking.
I left the room, went to the front door and stepped outside. It would only take me a couple of minutes to walk to the newspaper shop. Every step took all my effort not to run away. I had no idea why I was allowing Alan to use me like this, I only knew that I couldn't resist. Even now, I could feel my pussy beginning to get wet at the thought of what that disgusting old man was going to do to me.

I stood at the entrance to the shop and composed myself. My heart was beating like an express train. I could see that there were a few customers in the shop. I waited until the last of them left before making my entrance.