As time passes by exams comes near and mam starts focusing on the guy for getting him through the exams. She sits besides him in the class and teaches...the class and the guy checks her out from upclose :P. The teacher generally wears sarees , in the school as it’s a norm but sometimes dresses are also allowed. Once when she came wearing the one deep neck dress and she was teaching him personally another teacher came to the door and asked for her, she had some work . The teacher stands up goes to. Gushing all over me, she asked what I did. ‘Oh, insurance,’ she cried, as if I had told her I was an MI6 spy or something, ‘how fascinating!’ ‘No it isn’t,’ I said, but it was no good. She kept a firm grip on my sleeve and chattered away brightly. I must have imagined it but I thought I saw her nose twitch as her vomeronasal organ sprang to life and sucked up the pheromones I could almost feel myself emitting. I wanted Wendy to rescue me (or did I? I hardly knew) but she had her hands full. First let me introduce myself. I am Satya. I am 5’9 inches tall with slim sexy body. I am of shy nature and usually don’t prefer talking with girls. This happened to me when I was in my college somewhere in Bhubaneswar. One day when I was in my college library this girl named Swati who was my classmate came to me and asked me to be her friend she wanted to know why I ignore my class girls all the time. I had no good explanation but I promised her that now onwards I won’t ignore her as we are. Masterbating each other , oral and fucking.I turned to her and asked her what she thought of Darren downstairs, she told me he was quite fit then I dared her ( we were pissed ) to fuck him, she said she would like to and we carried on playing getting caught up in the fantasy.Then she went to the loo and came back in and slipped into bed and we carried on playing, the next thing we know the door knocks of the bedroom and Darren’s standing there , she invites him into our small room and he closes.