I still remember the first lecture she took – introductions. She was impressed with my SSC marks as I had scored 90%. All the boys lusted her and so...did I. As the classes began, we started talking (even though only about studies initially). I was one of the tallest guys in the class with 5 ft 11 inches height which helped me to gaze at her beautiful melons whenever I used to ask her doubts at her desk. Then I was elected CR for a month and that’s when we exchanged numbers for the notes and. WOMEN RULE!!...======I started wearing my stepmom's panties when I was about 15, but I got started about a year prior when I stole my friend's sister's panties. She's caught me in her panty drawer two times and confronted me once about a drunken email that I sent to her saying very naughty things. I've sent those many times since then and she just ignores them, but always warmly embraces me when we hug, pressing her large breasts against me. If only she knew I used her dildo, too. Or came. It was summer and nicely warm. She put a on a little top over her tiny take-it-off-me bra and some denim shorts over her very tiny black lace string. She was already hot for it. Vic was thrown in the bag. He was her vibrator and went everywhere with her. Two little bikinis and a beach wrap followed him into the bag. One of her non-iron long dresses followed, for dinner out on Saturday night, and a day-dress and three bra-and-panties sets. Her wash-bag went in next, and cigarettes, a pack of. The white portion was left blank as her skin was already fair white (at least that’s what I thought). I was having wet dreams about her. So were other boys in the class. We were eagerly waiting for her next class.On Monday, we were having an English class. But surprisingly she came to our class. She told us that, “The English teacher is absent and many chapters for your first term are still left. So I will take today’s class.” We were as happy as hell. But disappointed with her dressing.