“Given your poor choice of panty sizes, I guess it’s just as well you didn’t try for a matching bra,” the colonel mused. As freely as if I we...e his wife he put his hands to my breasts and rolled my tense nipples between his fingers. I raised my hand to slap him for his forwardness. Linda, stepping up onto a desk in her heels, interrupted my intention by ringing a little bell. Her uniform was gone, she wore only the de rigueur panties, her own as small and useless as mine were. I saw the. She looked up at him, rose up on her tiptoes, and kissed his lips. Then, still giggling, she ran out of the stacks. When he got to her desk, she blushed and handed him the book, already checked out.Jake walked to Mrs. Greer’s classroom and knocked on the closed door. She opened it and, he noticed, locked it behind him.“Jacob, I owe you a big debt of thanks. What you told me hit home and your advice has brought back the joy I felt when I first started teaching. Now I look forward to coming here. Once, I was fairly certain I had been able to see all the way up and catch a glimpse of her bare pussy but figured, nah, I'm having a good day, but not that good! Little did I know.After we had chatted for a bit, I asked if she might not like to get a cone or something at the Baskin Robbins across the street."Ooooo that sounds like a wonderful idea! I would love to!" she said as she jumped up and grabbed my hand and began walking towards the store. I pulled her closer and took my hand from hers. ‘I don’t even know what that means… shows how much I’ve yet to learn.’ He muttered something else to me in French, running one hand along the curve of my hip, and the other cupping my breast, squeezing it, and fingering the nipple. ‘What are you saying?’ I was starting to become aroused again, my body was trembling, as if I’d caught a chill. ‘In French…’ he gave me a soft command, nibbling my earlobe and the tender spot behind it. I asked him the question again, in French. He answered me.