31-01-2025, 11:09 AM
Greetings to my friends and colleagues. I am kannan.
This story about Malathy teacher.40 age.
The college was crowded. Parents who had come for the parent-teacher meeting were crowding the teachers.
I looked for Sindhu. When I asked where class 4C was, Sindhu ran to me and smiled. I called her and asked who her class teacher was and hurried to meet him. The class teacher was about forty years old. When he saw me, he said, ‘Isn’t Sindhu’s father coming?’. ‘No. I am her younger brother. He couldn’t come because his brother is out of town. Don’t take it personally, sir.’ I said, ‘Okay, this time it won’t be bad. Ask him to come for the next meeting at least.’ He said. I inquired about Sindhu’s studies.
I didn’t say anything much. ‘English is a bit of a problem. Otherwise, no problem,’ I said goodbye to him and came out. I asked Sindhu, ‘Who is your English teacher?’ I said to her. ‘Come on, I’ll take her. She’s a very good miss.’ She said and took her. In the waiting room, some teachers were talking to their parents. ‘That’s our English miss. Malathi teacher.’ I looked in the direction Sindhu pointed. A woman wearing a yellow dress was talking to two people.
When I went near her, she looked at Sindhu and smiled at me. She said, ‘Wait a minute,’ and finished talking to the two people and came back. ‘Come on, sir, what do you want for Sindhu?’ She asked and smiled beautifully.
‘I’m her stepfather; her father can’t come. That’s why I came. How is Sindhu studying, madam?’
‘No problem, Sindhu is a good girl. Are you studying well?’
‘No.. I’m a little hesitant in English..’
‘That’s not a big problem. It’s okay.. I’ll take care of it.’ I looked at the smiling person. He was about 35 years old. He was red, although not rosy. He had a nice, clean face. Moderate makeup, thick hair. A pointed nose, a beautiful small mole on the right side of his upper lip, attractive eyes, and was dressed neatly, covering his entire body. After talking for a while, I finally asked.
‘Sindhu’s parents are very busy, madam. So I’ll take care of her studies. I’ll ask you about Sindhu’s progress. Can I have your phone number?’
‘Okay. No problem.’ He said and gave me his number. I walked away from him and looked back. He was talking to another parent. She had a good figure that made everyone look back. Even after returning home, I kept thinking of Malathi Teacher. What a smile on her face, what kind words! Teachers should be like these. I thought about it and forgot about it for a while. At night, I remembered Malathi Teacher again. I felt like I had to see her again. I couldn't sleep.
The next day I woke up early. I told my sister-in-law who was carrying Sindhu's lunch box, 'Sister-in-law, I will drop Sindhu off at college today.' She looked at me strangely.
'Why? You're not late, go to the office?'
'No, sister-in-law, I have some work today. Let's go quickly. I will drop you off myself,' I said and went to college with Sindhu. At the college gate, 'Okay, sister-in-law, I am going,' I said to Sindhu, 'No, dear. I will drop you off at class.' I walked with her. I looked around. My eyes searched for Malathi. But she didn't knock at all. I left Sindhu in class and walked back. When I reached the gate, Malathi's teacher entered. There were two other students. She smiled when she saw me and said 'Hello'. I said the same and came out. I looked back. Malathi's gently swaying back enchanted me. Those beautiful backsides at the end of her long, hanging hair made me dizzy.
Before coming out and starting the bike, I took out my mobile and sent a message saying 'Good morning madam'. There was no reply. Around eleven o'clock, I took out my mobile and checked. There was a message from her. 'Who is this?' It said. 'I am Shiva, Sindhu's uncle' I replied. 'Oh.. good morning' she replied. This continued. We started talking a little bit, saying 'Good morning, good evening'. Sometimes I called and talked about Sindhu. I also inquired a little about her. Her husband works in a bank. Two girls. One is studying in class six and the other in class four. She spoke in a very friendly manner. I also behaved politely without crossing the line. But I could not stop myself from crossing the line in my night fantasies.
Once, while I was picking Sindhu up from college, I saw Malathi and talked to her before returning. When I got home, I sent her a message saying ‘Good evening’. She replied ‘Good evening’. I replied ‘You were looking very beautiful in that blue saree’. There was no reply. I was worried that she had misunderstood. The next day, I sent her a good morning message but she did not reply. There was no work going on in the office. I hesitated to call her. I did not. I sent her a good evening message again in the evening. There was no reply. I could not sleep at night. It was eleven o’clock. Malathi was on my mind. I thought about sending a message. I was scared. I was lying in bed wondering if it would cause trouble if I sent it at this time. I hesitated and sent her a ‘Sorry madam’. A quarter of an hour later, the message came. I rushed over and looked at my mobile. She had sent me a ‘goodnight’. I fell asleep without wanting to send more. In the morning, I sent another good morning. The reply came. It was a relief. I left Sindhu at college and came out and waited. When I saw Malathi coming, I went and said hello as if I had accidentally bumped into her. She smiled and said hello too. Her teeth were straight and neat. She was wearing a light green saree. She had combed her well-kept hair and a yellow flower. I talked for two minutes and left. When I came out and started my bike, she was climbing the second floor. She climbed a little higher and looked back. After seeing what I was looking at, she turned back and went down the stairs. I sent a message at lunchtime in the afternoon. She replied immediately.
‘Good afternoon madam’
‘Good afternoon Shiva’
‘Thanks madam’
‘Have you eaten?’
‘Not yet. You?’
‘I’ve been eating.’
‘What food?’
‘Boiler curd and mung beans’
‘Oh nice. I’m hungry.’
‘Ha ha ha..’
‘I don’t have buttermilk?’
‘Let’s share it and eat it’
‘Oh thanks. It’s like you said you ate it’.
After talking like this for a while, we got lost in our respective work. I remembered her more at night. The look she turned to give me as I was getting up kept me awake. It was half past eleven. I thought about sending her a message, but I was scared. I hesitated and sent her a ‘Goodnight madam’. She replied after a while.
‘What, good night at this hour? Aren’t you asleep yet?’
‘No, madam, I’m not asleep’
‘Why?’
‘I don’t know. Are you asleep?’
‘No. There was some paper correction. That’s why I was watching.’
‘Am I disturbing you?’
‘No, no problem. I’m going to finish.’
‘Hmm.. right?’
‘Tell me, Shiva.’
‘What can I say?
‘Nowadays, it seems like you’re the one who comes to college more often, Sindhu.’
‘Yes.’
‘Why do you have to beat up your parents who come to college?’
‘Oh, no, madam.’
‘Hmm..’
‘To be honest, I would come to see you more often.’
‘What.. would you see me? Why do you want to see me?’
‘I don’t know.. It seems like you’re watching me, that’s why I come often.’
After that, there was no message for a while. I sent ‘sorry’. There was no reply. It was past midnight. After a while, the message came. ‘Goodnight’
I replied. ‘Are you angry, madam?’
‘No.. Why should I be angry with you?’
‘Mmm’
‘Okay I’m sleepy goodnight’
‘Okay. Sleep well. Goodnight’
I put my phone down and went to sleep.
Malathi and I started getting along well. Once she asked me to buy a book. I wandered around two or three shops and bought it. Since it was college holidays, I went to her house to give it to her. Her two daughters were reading in the hall. I waited for Malathi to come in after welcoming me and making me sit on the sofa.
I saw her in her nightie today. I was amazed by her beauty in her slightly tight brown nightie. Her two large breasts, which were not visible properly in the saree, were poking out of her nightie. I could not control my eyes. When I saw them, I felt alive inside. I was eating them with my eyes. The movements of her back while walking bothered me. She brought me coffee and sat down and talked. Nowadays, she had started talking to me with a sense of entitlement. It must have been a privilege that came from me being seven or eight years younger than her. My gaze went to her plump breasts. She writhed. She went inside while talking, wrapped a towel around her and spoke normally again. I felt embarrassed. I said goodbye and left.
I couldn’t sleep at all that night. I remembered her parts bouncing back and forth in her nightie. I was rolling over, stroking my penis. I sent her a ‘goodnight’ message in the middle of the night. There was no response. I thought she must have fallen asleep and tried to lie down and sleep. I couldn’t sleep. Half an hour later, I heard a message on my mobile and jumped to check it. It was her.
‘Goodnight’. I replied.
‘What, Malathi, didn’t sleep?’
‘I slept well. Suddenly I got a headache. I saw your message. That’s why I replied. Didn’t you sleep?’
‘No. I can’t sleep’.
‘Why’?
‘I don’t know’.
‘Hmm’
‘Malati..’
‘What Shiva’?
‘I saw you for the first time tonight’.
‘Okay’
‘It was good’
‘What’?
‘No.. You had a good night’
‘Hmm’
‘Are you still in the same night’?
‘Yes, why’?
‘Nothing, I just asked. What is he doing sir’?
‘He sleeps’.
‘Can’t you hear the message’?
‘No. I have it on silent’.
‘Oh good’.
‘Hmm’.
‘I feel like watching you too, Malati’
‘What! That’s why I came home and watched’
‘Hmm.. I feel like watching you’
‘Oh my.. I’m your lover? Why this dialogue’?
‘Hmm. Can I tell you something? Won't you tell me?'
'Tell me first. Let's see later'.
'I love you'
'What.. Nonsense'
'Sorry I can't hide it. That's what I said. I really love you'
'Say.. If you talk a little more politely, you'll start like this right away.. Idiot. Bye'.
'Oh.. Sorry Malathi sorry'
'Please reply'
There was no reply after that. I was nervous. I was worried that I had made a mistake. The next day I sent 'Good morning'. There was no reply. I called her. She didn't pick up. I left Sindhu at college and waited for Malathi. She came. When she saw me, she left without noticing. I sent her a message saying 'Sorry' several times. No reply! Two days went by like that. I was worried. I called once to see if we could call for something. She picked up. She asked angrily, ‘What?’ I said, ‘Sorry, Malathi.’
‘What, sorry, are you mad? Did you think I was so cheap? Did you think I was being rude when I sent you a message at night? It was my fault that a friend of mine was rude to you.’
‘Please, Malathi. Really sorry. I can’t hide it from you. That’s what I said. I really don’t like you, sorry. Don’t stop talking to me.. please..’
‘If I got married and told you that I was in love with a girl, would anyone just sit there.. You rascal who won’t talk to me anymore..’
‘Please, Malathi. I won’t behave like that again. Sorry.. please.. forgive me..’
‘Hmm.. I forgive you this once. If you do something like this again, I won't be idle.'
'Okay. Thanks Malathi.'
'Hmm.'
She hung up the phone.
It was a little relieved. But it was disappointing. Oh.. what a big mistake I made. I sent a message again saying 'Thanks' as if I wanted to behave properly from now on.
After that, she interacted with me normally. I also interacted with her friendly without showing my feelings. But at night, I could not control my feelings. I enjoyed her in my imagination. My nights were wet with her lustful dreams. When I saw her, my gaze automatically grazed her beauty. She did not ignore it either. We had become friends to the point that I would go to her house normally. Her husband also got along well with me.
Her two daughters were very affectionate with me.
Whenever she went to her house, she could not stop my eyes from grazing her waist in her nightie. Once, at night, she was sitting in front of me, giving her daughter a lesson. I was sitting on the sofa. As she bent down to teach, I got a glimpse of her cleavage. I was shocked to see them for the first time.
Oh.. what a beauty.. I got hard inside. My hands were shaking. Suddenly, she noticed me and sat up in shock. After that, she was naked. I said goodbye with embarrassment. After that, she started wrapping the towel over her nightie while I was there again. Otherwise, she and I would chat well in a friendly manner. We would talk on the phone for hours.
This story about Malathy teacher.40 age.
The college was crowded. Parents who had come for the parent-teacher meeting were crowding the teachers.
I looked for Sindhu. When I asked where class 4C was, Sindhu ran to me and smiled. I called her and asked who her class teacher was and hurried to meet him. The class teacher was about forty years old. When he saw me, he said, ‘Isn’t Sindhu’s father coming?’. ‘No. I am her younger brother. He couldn’t come because his brother is out of town. Don’t take it personally, sir.’ I said, ‘Okay, this time it won’t be bad. Ask him to come for the next meeting at least.’ He said. I inquired about Sindhu’s studies.
I didn’t say anything much. ‘English is a bit of a problem. Otherwise, no problem,’ I said goodbye to him and came out. I asked Sindhu, ‘Who is your English teacher?’ I said to her. ‘Come on, I’ll take her. She’s a very good miss.’ She said and took her. In the waiting room, some teachers were talking to their parents. ‘That’s our English miss. Malathi teacher.’ I looked in the direction Sindhu pointed. A woman wearing a yellow dress was talking to two people.
When I went near her, she looked at Sindhu and smiled at me. She said, ‘Wait a minute,’ and finished talking to the two people and came back. ‘Come on, sir, what do you want for Sindhu?’ She asked and smiled beautifully.
‘I’m her stepfather; her father can’t come. That’s why I came. How is Sindhu studying, madam?’
‘No problem, Sindhu is a good girl. Are you studying well?’
‘No.. I’m a little hesitant in English..’
‘That’s not a big problem. It’s okay.. I’ll take care of it.’ I looked at the smiling person. He was about 35 years old. He was red, although not rosy. He had a nice, clean face. Moderate makeup, thick hair. A pointed nose, a beautiful small mole on the right side of his upper lip, attractive eyes, and was dressed neatly, covering his entire body. After talking for a while, I finally asked.
‘Sindhu’s parents are very busy, madam. So I’ll take care of her studies. I’ll ask you about Sindhu’s progress. Can I have your phone number?’
‘Okay. No problem.’ He said and gave me his number. I walked away from him and looked back. He was talking to another parent. She had a good figure that made everyone look back. Even after returning home, I kept thinking of Malathi Teacher. What a smile on her face, what kind words! Teachers should be like these. I thought about it and forgot about it for a while. At night, I remembered Malathi Teacher again. I felt like I had to see her again. I couldn't sleep.
The next day I woke up early. I told my sister-in-law who was carrying Sindhu's lunch box, 'Sister-in-law, I will drop Sindhu off at college today.' She looked at me strangely.
'Why? You're not late, go to the office?'
'No, sister-in-law, I have some work today. Let's go quickly. I will drop you off myself,' I said and went to college with Sindhu. At the college gate, 'Okay, sister-in-law, I am going,' I said to Sindhu, 'No, dear. I will drop you off at class.' I walked with her. I looked around. My eyes searched for Malathi. But she didn't knock at all. I left Sindhu in class and walked back. When I reached the gate, Malathi's teacher entered. There were two other students. She smiled when she saw me and said 'Hello'. I said the same and came out. I looked back. Malathi's gently swaying back enchanted me. Those beautiful backsides at the end of her long, hanging hair made me dizzy.
Before coming out and starting the bike, I took out my mobile and sent a message saying 'Good morning madam'. There was no reply. Around eleven o'clock, I took out my mobile and checked. There was a message from her. 'Who is this?' It said. 'I am Shiva, Sindhu's uncle' I replied. 'Oh.. good morning' she replied. This continued. We started talking a little bit, saying 'Good morning, good evening'. Sometimes I called and talked about Sindhu. I also inquired a little about her. Her husband works in a bank. Two girls. One is studying in class six and the other in class four. She spoke in a very friendly manner. I also behaved politely without crossing the line. But I could not stop myself from crossing the line in my night fantasies.
Once, while I was picking Sindhu up from college, I saw Malathi and talked to her before returning. When I got home, I sent her a message saying ‘Good evening’. She replied ‘Good evening’. I replied ‘You were looking very beautiful in that blue saree’. There was no reply. I was worried that she had misunderstood. The next day, I sent her a good morning message but she did not reply. There was no work going on in the office. I hesitated to call her. I did not. I sent her a good evening message again in the evening. There was no reply. I could not sleep at night. It was eleven o’clock. Malathi was on my mind. I thought about sending a message. I was scared. I was lying in bed wondering if it would cause trouble if I sent it at this time. I hesitated and sent her a ‘Sorry madam’. A quarter of an hour later, the message came. I rushed over and looked at my mobile. She had sent me a ‘goodnight’. I fell asleep without wanting to send more. In the morning, I sent another good morning. The reply came. It was a relief. I left Sindhu at college and came out and waited. When I saw Malathi coming, I went and said hello as if I had accidentally bumped into her. She smiled and said hello too. Her teeth were straight and neat. She was wearing a light green saree. She had combed her well-kept hair and a yellow flower. I talked for two minutes and left. When I came out and started my bike, she was climbing the second floor. She climbed a little higher and looked back. After seeing what I was looking at, she turned back and went down the stairs. I sent a message at lunchtime in the afternoon. She replied immediately.
‘Good afternoon madam’
‘Good afternoon Shiva’
‘Thanks madam’
‘Have you eaten?’
‘Not yet. You?’
‘I’ve been eating.’
‘What food?’
‘Boiler curd and mung beans’
‘Oh nice. I’m hungry.’
‘Ha ha ha..’
‘I don’t have buttermilk?’
‘Let’s share it and eat it’
‘Oh thanks. It’s like you said you ate it’.
After talking like this for a while, we got lost in our respective work. I remembered her more at night. The look she turned to give me as I was getting up kept me awake. It was half past eleven. I thought about sending her a message, but I was scared. I hesitated and sent her a ‘Goodnight madam’. She replied after a while.
‘What, good night at this hour? Aren’t you asleep yet?’
‘No, madam, I’m not asleep’
‘Why?’
‘I don’t know. Are you asleep?’
‘No. There was some paper correction. That’s why I was watching.’
‘Am I disturbing you?’
‘No, no problem. I’m going to finish.’
‘Hmm.. right?’
‘Tell me, Shiva.’
‘What can I say?
‘Nowadays, it seems like you’re the one who comes to college more often, Sindhu.’
‘Yes.’
‘Why do you have to beat up your parents who come to college?’
‘Oh, no, madam.’
‘Hmm..’
‘To be honest, I would come to see you more often.’
‘What.. would you see me? Why do you want to see me?’
‘I don’t know.. It seems like you’re watching me, that’s why I come often.’
After that, there was no message for a while. I sent ‘sorry’. There was no reply. It was past midnight. After a while, the message came. ‘Goodnight’
I replied. ‘Are you angry, madam?’
‘No.. Why should I be angry with you?’
‘Mmm’
‘Okay I’m sleepy goodnight’
‘Okay. Sleep well. Goodnight’
I put my phone down and went to sleep.
Malathi and I started getting along well. Once she asked me to buy a book. I wandered around two or three shops and bought it. Since it was college holidays, I went to her house to give it to her. Her two daughters were reading in the hall. I waited for Malathi to come in after welcoming me and making me sit on the sofa.
I saw her in her nightie today. I was amazed by her beauty in her slightly tight brown nightie. Her two large breasts, which were not visible properly in the saree, were poking out of her nightie. I could not control my eyes. When I saw them, I felt alive inside. I was eating them with my eyes. The movements of her back while walking bothered me. She brought me coffee and sat down and talked. Nowadays, she had started talking to me with a sense of entitlement. It must have been a privilege that came from me being seven or eight years younger than her. My gaze went to her plump breasts. She writhed. She went inside while talking, wrapped a towel around her and spoke normally again. I felt embarrassed. I said goodbye and left.
I couldn’t sleep at all that night. I remembered her parts bouncing back and forth in her nightie. I was rolling over, stroking my penis. I sent her a ‘goodnight’ message in the middle of the night. There was no response. I thought she must have fallen asleep and tried to lie down and sleep. I couldn’t sleep. Half an hour later, I heard a message on my mobile and jumped to check it. It was her.
‘Goodnight’. I replied.
‘What, Malathi, didn’t sleep?’
‘I slept well. Suddenly I got a headache. I saw your message. That’s why I replied. Didn’t you sleep?’
‘No. I can’t sleep’.
‘Why’?
‘I don’t know’.
‘Hmm’
‘Malati..’
‘What Shiva’?
‘I saw you for the first time tonight’.
‘Okay’
‘It was good’
‘What’?
‘No.. You had a good night’
‘Hmm’
‘Are you still in the same night’?
‘Yes, why’?
‘Nothing, I just asked. What is he doing sir’?
‘He sleeps’.
‘Can’t you hear the message’?
‘No. I have it on silent’.
‘Oh good’.
‘Hmm’.
‘I feel like watching you too, Malati’
‘What! That’s why I came home and watched’
‘Hmm.. I feel like watching you’
‘Oh my.. I’m your lover? Why this dialogue’?
‘Hmm. Can I tell you something? Won't you tell me?'
'Tell me first. Let's see later'.
'I love you'
'What.. Nonsense'
'Sorry I can't hide it. That's what I said. I really love you'
'Say.. If you talk a little more politely, you'll start like this right away.. Idiot. Bye'.
'Oh.. Sorry Malathi sorry'
'Please reply'
There was no reply after that. I was nervous. I was worried that I had made a mistake. The next day I sent 'Good morning'. There was no reply. I called her. She didn't pick up. I left Sindhu at college and waited for Malathi. She came. When she saw me, she left without noticing. I sent her a message saying 'Sorry' several times. No reply! Two days went by like that. I was worried. I called once to see if we could call for something. She picked up. She asked angrily, ‘What?’ I said, ‘Sorry, Malathi.’
‘What, sorry, are you mad? Did you think I was so cheap? Did you think I was being rude when I sent you a message at night? It was my fault that a friend of mine was rude to you.’
‘Please, Malathi. Really sorry. I can’t hide it from you. That’s what I said. I really don’t like you, sorry. Don’t stop talking to me.. please..’
‘If I got married and told you that I was in love with a girl, would anyone just sit there.. You rascal who won’t talk to me anymore..’
‘Please, Malathi. I won’t behave like that again. Sorry.. please.. forgive me..’
‘Hmm.. I forgive you this once. If you do something like this again, I won't be idle.'
'Okay. Thanks Malathi.'
'Hmm.'
She hung up the phone.
It was a little relieved. But it was disappointing. Oh.. what a big mistake I made. I sent a message again saying 'Thanks' as if I wanted to behave properly from now on.
After that, she interacted with me normally. I also interacted with her friendly without showing my feelings. But at night, I could not control my feelings. I enjoyed her in my imagination. My nights were wet with her lustful dreams. When I saw her, my gaze automatically grazed her beauty. She did not ignore it either. We had become friends to the point that I would go to her house normally. Her husband also got along well with me.
Her two daughters were very affectionate with me.
Whenever she went to her house, she could not stop my eyes from grazing her waist in her nightie. Once, at night, she was sitting in front of me, giving her daughter a lesson. I was sitting on the sofa. As she bent down to teach, I got a glimpse of her cleavage. I was shocked to see them for the first time.
Oh.. what a beauty.. I got hard inside. My hands were shaking. Suddenly, she noticed me and sat up in shock. After that, she was naked. I said goodbye with embarrassment. After that, she started wrapping the towel over her nightie while I was there again. Otherwise, she and I would chat well in a friendly manner. We would talk on the phone for hours.
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