Michelle parked her car up in the school car park, and grasping hold of a set of books she struggled out of the car and headed into the building, beelining for the staff room. It was Monday morning, everyone was recovering from their weekends and before anything else she needed a cup of coffee to start the day. Michelle had just turned 38 and had been teach...
This is part of a series but you needn't have read the earlier chapters; after reading this one, you may enjoy going back to them. Everyone in the story is over 18. ***** It was the last morning of weekend school, a program that 25-year-old Laura Franklin had launched for middle-aged men and women who longed to return, if only for a weekend, to their schoo...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- All characters mentioned herein are of at least eighteen years of age or older. This story contains various forms of male humiliation and associated or tangential fetish...
It's my last year in high school. Yes, I'm 18 already, don't bother asking. It's our last school year before the national exams and everyone is in a frenzy during the lessons. Ancient Greek, Literature, Latin, Greek and History bring up loads of turmoil to all students, to my class too. Anyway, I do enjoy all classes, especially Greek and History. Why? My te...
When the bell rang to signify the end of the lesson Alexa got up from her seat, but remained where she was while the other students left. When they had gone, she moved over to her history teacher, Mr McGrath, who was at his desk marking some essays. She stood up straight; her knees held together, clasping her books to her chest. The teacher apparently hadn't...
This story follows Rodney's Nude Humiliation Cpt 14 and Days of the Raj. If you like CFNM I am sure it will appeal to you. ***** In the warming sun of a mid-Western summer, in a grove of Mrs Reilly's garden framed by trellises and rose shrubs, the well-dressed ladies milled about. It was one of the finest gardens in the mid-West and the ladies presented a...
Harriet Deane was a shy girl. She often found herself frustrated that her peers could force her into uncomfortable social situations, and if she reacted in an introvert manner or her face went pink she would be treated as unsociable. Why should they get angry that she didn't want to talk to strangers, or play 'truth or dare?'. Why couldn't they just leave he...
Final Exam While I was waiting in bed last night for George to join me he had gathered up my clothes and purse then locked them in my car to make sure I'd spend the day with him. His clothes would fit me like a tent and his wife's merely like a pup tent so they were no help. I resigned myself to staying here and inside for the day. He made breakfast for...
Part One The Beginning As John Clarke came into the room, Mrs Murphy his 52 year old cleaning lady was more than ready. Over the past 4 weeks she had started to recognise her Employer's little mannerisms. She knew his needs so well. She was a nice lady and didn't want Mr Clarke to do anything that he didn't want to do. He was after all a Senior Teacher and...
I had an appointment with Nanci scheduled for late Tuesday afternoon. She was stressed-out and there was no reason to prolong her agony over her grades, and I was going to let her off the hook. Even knowing that my coed selection had already been made for the year and she was no longer a possibility, Nanci still made me silently gasp as she walked throug...