Adultery ALISON A TEACHER'S STORY by exbiidelhi2012

[sarit11]

“Excellent!” He beamed. “Come with me.” He marched from the room with me in pursuit. I had no idea where he was taking me, and he refused to say. After several minutes marching through empty corridors he stopped at a door, opened it, and motioned me to follow him inside. A moment later and I was standing in a large storage room. One wall was covered completely in shelves, which were full of boxes of books and stationary, the rest of the room could have been untouched for years, such was the state of it.
“Welcome to my little getaway. Good, isn’t it?”
I opened my mouth to speak, but he held up his hand for silence. “You stay here ‘till I get back, right? I won’t be long.” Without waiting for a response he left the room. I sat down on a pile of boxes, wondering what the little bastard had in mind. After about ten minutes he came back. He put his head ‘round the door and said, “Close your eyes, I’ve got a surprise for you.”
“Adam, please stop this.”
“Close your fucking eyes I said.”
I closed my eyes. I heard him step into the room. There was some shuffling and then he said, “It’s ok, you can open them now.”

I opened my eyes and saw Adam standing there, and right next to him was Brian. I gasped with shock and they both laughed.
“I knew you’d be pleased.” Adam laughed. “I thought that as you and Brian were already acquainted, and seeing as how he’s had to sit through your boring shit too, he’d like to help me pay you back. Of course, he said he’d love to, didn’t you Brian?”
“Oh sure! When I think of all that poetry crap I’ve had to sit through, this was an opportunity I wasn’t going to miss!”
“Look, boys, you’ve had your fun, now it’s time to stop this.” I felt my pulse quicken.
“Fun? We haven’t even started yet!” Adam grinned. “Now, why don’t you get your kit off and we can get started.”
“What? I, er, I mean, not here, Adam, I er, I mean, I couldn’t. What if someone came in?”
“They won’t. No one even knows this place is here, look around you, most of this stuff is years out of date. No one ever comes here. There’s only me and a few other people know about this room. Now get your kit off.”
I swallowed hard as the two of them watched lecherously.

“Come on, you haven’t got much to take off!” Adam jeered. “I made her take her knickers off and give them to me this morning before classes started.”
“Yeah? Cool!” Brian laughed.
“Sure, here they are!” And Adam fished them out of his pocket, “You want them?” He tossed them to Brian.
They both laughed again, “Thanks mate.” Brian giggled, “But there’s one thing more I need on these. Alison, come over here and write a nice message on these for me. Make it nice and sexy.”
I stared at him in disbelief; “You want me to write a love letter to you on my own underwear?”
“Sure. Make it nice, now.” They both laughed heartily. I shuffled over to them slowly, not believing how the situation was developing. Brian handed me my knickers and stood back to watch.
“I don’t have a pen.” I said, feeling a thrill of shame tear through me. They laughed again, then Brian produced a ballpoint. I leant on some boxes of books and wrote on the front of my knickers, ‘to Brian with lots of love’ before scrawling my signature below. Then I handed them back to him. He stretched them between both thumbs as he read the message, then smiled.
“Nice! They boys will be green with envy when they see this.”

Another lightening bolt ran through me. I hadn’t thought of that, but of course he would show a trophy like that to as many boys as he could. What fifteen-year-old boy wouldn’t? I felt my face flush as I imagined them all handling my underwear, reading the message, clapping Brian on the back, congratulating them.
“Hey, maybe we could set up a bit of a business here?” Adam said excitedly. “How much do you think we could charge for a pair of her knickers, signed of course?”
“Dunno. Could probably get five quid a pair, ten if she took them off in front of the punter!”
I listened in growing shock and horror. They were planning to sell off my knickers to any boy in the college with enough money!
“No! I won’t do it! Enough is enough, and this has gone too far!” I shouted.
Adam turned to me, completely unconcerned. “You’ll do as you’re fucking told, now shut up.”
“And what makes you so sure?”
“Because if you don’t we go to the local security officer and say we’ve been molested by our teacher. We tell them how you lured us to this store room and interfered with us, isn’t that right Brian?”

“Dead straight my friend. We were told to report here to sort out some books, when we got here we were taken advantage of, and us such innocent young boys too!”
They both laughed, loudly.
“No one will believe you.” I said desperately.
“’Course they will. Hot little bitch like you, boyfriend away in Australia, they’ll believe it alright. And the head master will back us up. He’ll tell the world what a randy little cow you are, how he had to throw you out of his study when you came on to him.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Well he’s not going to admit to having fucked you in his office, is he? Have you seen his wife? Big woman! I wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of her! So you see, Alison, you have very little choice in this. You can co-operate with us in our little business venture, or you can have the security officer knocking at your door. Which will it be?”
I looked at each of them in turn, not wanting to believe the situation I found myself in. I could think of no way out, and I knew better than to try to bluff these two hard cases.