I was 17 at the time and attending an all boys school. It was a monday morning, the beginning of another long week at school, when I drove through the gates on my bike and made my way to the parking area next to the athletics track. As I parked my bike, I realised how late I was for class so I quickly made my way around the back towards a shortcut I sometimes made use of. When I was late I would usuallt sneak through the back door of Mrs Keys’ classroom, which at that time of the morning was generally empty. As I stood at the door with my fingers gripping the handle I heard a shuffle of what seemed to be papers or something. I thought nothing of it, favouring myself to be on time for class rather than be late I slowly slid the door open, just enough for me to look inside. I saw the lamp on the desk was on but no one was in so I snuck in and slid the door closed behind me as gently as I could. As I made my way past her desk towards the exit, Mrs Keys came out of the storeroom holding a bunch of files. She stopped mid stride, as did I, and we looked at eachother with shock surprise. “Morning Ma’am” I somehow managed to mutter. “What on earth do you think you are doing young man?”. ” Sorry ma’am, I didnt mean to intrude, but I never knew anyone would be in here so early, and I am running late for class so….” she cut me off mid sentence, with a not so pleasant frown, ” and since when do you take short cuts through my class?”. I didn’t know what to say other than sorry, but somehow I knew that wouldn’t suffice.”Whats your name boy? Isn’t it Matthew?” she asked me. “Yes ma’am, Matt Anderson” I replied, waiting for another bombardment of questions and accusations. Instead she simply opened her black diary and wrote my name down. “Well Mr.Anderson, I will be seeing you on friday for a 2 hour detention!”. “But ma’am…..” I started, but again she cut me off, “No but ma’am, young man, you have to learn that you cannot just sneak into class rooms, so you will be here on friday straight after school. Is that clear?”. I couldnt believe how this had turned from a shortcut into a 2 hour detention on a friday afternoon. “Yes ma’am”.I quickly made my way to class, all the while thinking what a long week this is going to be if it started like that. Throughout the day my concentration waivered, shifting from a 2 hour detention ruining my friday, to 2 hours with Mrs Keys. Now everyone in an all boys school was at that stage of hightened sexual awareness, a gorgeous female teacher did not by any means Maltepe Escort ease the sexual tension either. Mrs Keys was not that tall, but she had what we all thought must have been one hell of an athletic body under her usual business like clothing. She never really gave us much to look at other than her perfectly tanned legs when she wore a knee high skirt. She had light brown, almost blonde hair, and the most infatuating blue eyes I had ever seen. I couldn’t say much for her breasts due to the fact that she never flaunted them, but her ass was as small as my 17year old girlfriends.Anyway, monday drew to a close at the usual snail pace, and I made my to my bike after my last politics class. This time I walked all the way around Mrs Keys’ classroom, making sure that I didn’t catch her eye. As I put my key into the ignition I looked up and saw her through the window. I wasn’t sure if she was looking at me or at the guys on the athletics track but she was definately looking in my direction. I tried not to make eye contact as I drove away but I couldn’t resist one last look, if anything to see if she was infact staring at me, but she wasn’t at the window anymore.Tuesday went as painfully slow as monday had, contemplating what I could do to get out of detention kept my mind occupied. At lunch break, on my way to my bike, I passed by Mrs Keys’ class and stuck my head inside. She was sitting on the corner of her desk having a bite of an apple. Her legs were crossed and her tight skirt was hiked up above her knees. I said, “afternoon ma’am”. She turned around, only to see it was the little git who had tried to sneak through her class. “Afternoon Matthew, can I help you?”. “Uh, no not really ma’am, I just wanted to apologise again for yesterday, it was all my fault and I am sorry.” “Well thank you for the apology Matthew, but don’t think that this will get you out of friday!”. She had a cheeky smile on her face, like she knew she had won. I couldn’t believe how unreasonable she was being, but I found the presence of mind to just walk away. I didn’t have sport on tuesday so I went straight home. Before long I was bored so I went into my room and lay down. I don’t know why but my mind immediately wondered off to Mrs Keys. Why was she so tough on me? Was she just pulling my leg? Or maybe she wanted to get some sort of reaction out of me? I started thinking about her body and those eyes, and I realised that she was actually fucking gorgeous and that I would Maltepe Escort Bayan be spending 2 hours alone with her on a friday! I had changed my mind on the whole detention saga and in fact was looking forward to it. Just thinking of what lay beneath that business like suit of hers started a reaction in my undies. What kind of underwear was she wearing? Did she wear stockings? Damn I was fantasizing over the teacher who had given me a detention!! I had to fight not to jerk off to the thought of her body against mine, instead I kept my hard on for as long as possible, then finally drifted off to sleep.Wednesday went by without incident, apart from a conversation I had heard between senior guys. They were talking about how hot some of the senior teachers were, and who was the hottest of them all. Mrs Keys. I was smiling whilst walking behind them, listening to their theories on her strict attitude. They reckoned that she was such a hard arse because she like to be spanked and treated like a slut. I couldn’t believe my ears. Needless to say, when I got home that evening my mind was sore from all the fantasies of Mrs Keys and how slutty she was. Thursday morning was slow again, until I popped into Mrs Keys class at morning break. “Morning ma’am” I said as I knocked on her door, she just looked up from her paperwork and nodded, looking me up and down. “Come in, Matt”. I did, and I closed the door behind me. “Ma’am I just wanted to ask you if I should bring anything specific to detention tomorrow afternoon?” She gave me a rather puzzled look and replied, “Matthew it is a 2hour detention, bring whatever you want to, to pass the time, preferably homework, but yea thats your perogative.” It was not the reaction I was looking for. I said goodbye and quickly left the room, thinking that I had created some kind of fantasy that was nothing but a dream. I woke up on friday morning, stretched my arms and jumped out of bed like it was my birthday! I don’t think I had ever been to school that early before, but I parked my bike just around Mrs Keys’ class, and walked to the back door again like I did on monday, this time just to listen not go inside. I didnt hear anything so I started towards class. I was wasn’t sure if I was disappointed or what but something inside me wanted to get caught inside her class again. Morning break came and I was walking down to class when I saw Mrs Keys coming my direction. Today she was wearing black heels, a dark blue navy Escort Maltepe looking skirt that just touched her knees and seemed to be fitting very snug around her waist, a thin looking black silk blouse and a scarf over her shoulders. Her hair was tied up as always, and as she came closer her eyes caught mine, and I felt paralized. “morning Mrs Keys” I somehow managed to blurt out, while I studied her as she came even closer. She smiled as she said “Morning Matt”, gave me a wink and said, “see you later”. I couldn’t believe it, she just winked at me. Now talk about mixed reactions, I was totally smitten one day, shunned the next, and turned on now!! All I could do was think about that final school bell, so when it came my bag was packed and I almost jogged to her class.The classes were empty and it seemed everyone had left and gone home. I peeked inside Mrs Keys class expecting her to be inside, but she wasn’t. She must be at the admin office I thought, so I went inside and grabbed a chair at a desk directly infront of her desk. I sat down, with my hands on my lap, looking at her desk, waiting for her to come in. I realised that from where I was sitting I could quite easily see her chair from behind the desk. I imagined her sitting on her chair, marking, with her legs just slightly crossed. Every couple of minutes she would open her legs, straighten her skirt and cross them again. In that second or 2, I could catch a glimpse of a silky white patch. My cock started twitching at the thought that I could see her panties. Just then I heard her footsteps in the doorway. “Well I see you have made yourself comfortable already then huh?” she said as she slowly made her way to her desk. I just stared at her as she walked, her hips swayed from side to side. In her tight skirt every movement was visible, every curve enhanced, and she knew exactly what she was doing. She sat down at her desk, on the chair that I had looked at just a few seconds earlier. “Matt? Are you awake?” I quickly snapped out of it, trying my best to cover my growing erect cock, “Yes, uh yes I am awake ma’am, and yes I am comfortable thank you!”. “Right,” she said, ” I have lots of marking to catch up on, and I am sure you have work to do so get to it ok?”. All I could do was nod. I opened my book in front of me, all the while trying to catch a sneak peak at her legs under the desk. At first I was afraid she would see me, then I realised that maybe she wanted me to do exactly that, try and catch a glimpse of her undies. The thought of staring at her snatch hidden by silky white undies and being caught doing it just drove me crazy!!I lazily let my pen drop off the front side of the desk, like it was by mistake. I stood up, and slowoly made my way around my desk, I knelt down and looked to my right, directly under her desk.