The school year has begun. I still led biology in high school. Two weeks after the start of the school year, the director summoned me.

- Igor L., called?

- Yes, go and sit down.

I went into the office and sat on the chair next to the table. He looked at me, squinting slightly, and said:

- I have news for you. Pleasant or not you decide. We have concluded an agreement with the Faculty of Biology of our University to conduct preparatory classes in biology at our lycée with our graduates for further admission to this university. You need to develop a program of classes for the year and select those who want to attend these classes.

- I will not say that this news made me happy, but I immediately have questions.

- What kind?

- Based on what to develop the program? Based on school? It is not suitable, since I do not know what requirements they will make in exams at the university.

- Take the university program. And who told you that you will work alone?

- Who else?

- The dean of the faculty kindly agreed to attach two graduate students to our lyceum to help.

- Well, that's better. And when will they arrive?

- If I'm not mistaken, then on Friday. Every Friday they will come to you, and help in all matters.

- Good. I understood everything.

- Well. I do not delay you.

I rose from my chair and headed for the exit. At this time, the office door opened and Sasha, a foreign language teacher, entered the office.

- Oh! Sorry, are you busy? - she said.

- No no. Come in, ”said Igor Lvovich quickly.

I left the office and went to class. The thought was spinning in his head:

"Today is Wednesday. So, the day after tomorrow I will have an audience. Just how much? ”

I turned and went back to the director. Coming to the door, I heard his muffled voice:

- Ummmm ... What a little mouth!

“Aha! They have fun there! Well, I won’t bother them, ”she turned and went to the class to check the flyer that she wrote today, 11th class.

Thursday went everyday. I spent two lessons, and the rest of the time I devoted to the selection of methodological literature and curricula for the 10th and 11th grades.

Friday. In the morning I took a shower, dried my hair and, twisting in front of the mirror, ran to dress. Wore pantyhose tanga panties and a bra. Then she opened her wardrobe and took out a white blouse, soft dark maroon trousers that fit tightly on the ass, and a dark burgundy jacket goes down the legs. Having packed my charms, I threw on a light jacket, put on my shoes and ran to school.

On the way to school, I caught myself thinking that I want to take a quick look at these graduate students, who should spend the entire elective course with me almost the whole year.

“I wonder if they are cute?” I thought.

Approaching the school, these thoughts disappeared somewhere, and I tuned in to a working rhythm. I had the first lesson.

After class, I went down to the dining room for lunch. At the entrance, I ran into the director:

- Hello Evgenia Sergeevna!

- Hello.

- Look good.

- Thank.

- Do you remember that guests will come to you today?

- What about? That's just how much?

- We agreed at 15 o'clock. And now the time is half past two. Do not keep waiting.

- Of course. I'll hurry.

He went out, and I went to order myself a light lunch in order to get to the class on time.

I left the dining room when the clock was ten minutes to three. I climbed the stairs to the second floor and walked to the laber's door. I put the key in the door, and then they called out to me:

- Girl! Sorry, you will not help us?

Two young men of my age approached me and asked:

- You do not tell me where we can find a biology teacher, - one of them looked into a piece of paper, - Yevgeny Sergeyevna?

- It's me.

- you? - they raised eyebrows in surprise. - Then let's get acquainted.Graduate students of the Faculty of Biology at the State University - Konstantin and Anatoly.

“Very nice,” I opened the door and gestured to the entrance. - Come on in.

We entered the laboratory, and I closed the door. I invited them to sit at the table by the window, and she sat down at the table opposite. I showed them that I was able to pick up from the methodical literature and asked how they plan to conduct classes. Embarrassed, they said that everything was ready for them and the curriculum and the outline of lecture notes and laboratory work. Classes will be held on Fridays after four hours of one or two academic hours, depending on the topic and type of classes. They will conduct them in turn. One Friday Anatoly, following Konstantin. And today they came only for dating.

We talked another twenty minutes and they, having said goodbye until next Friday, left. Anatoly was to come next Friday.

I packed up, closed the class and went home. On the way home, I decided to go to the grocery store. Passing by the bus stop, I saw them. They stood and talked about something intensely. Something twitched me to approach them from behind and to overhear their argument.

- ... and I tell you that I am not married!

- Why did you decide?

- She does not have a ring on her finger, and all women wear wedding rings. Type decoration.

- So what? Even if married. I'll try anyway.

- Oh well. Let's see what you get from this.

- Why watch? Fuck her that's all.

I just had time to think:

“Who the hell are they about?” - as I heard such that I almost choked on air.

“That's interesting, did any of her teachers fuck her?” If I were a director, I would use it every hour in all holes!

- Yeah. She must have probably in the classroom with high school students.

I quietly walked away from them and headed for the store. I walked and pondered:

“Aha, darling. They decided to argue on me. Ladnenko, I will give them a short course of kama-sutra and kama-s-evening !!! ”The plan was ripe in my head ...

The week passed unnoticed. Waking up on Friday, I began to prepare. Took a shower, dried and combed her long hair. I went up to the wardrobe and took out black stockings with a wide lace band a belt to them, a bra with panties, bought by me yesterday, a short skirt, a black blouse and a thin sweater and began to dress. Looking at the equipment laid out on the bed, I thought with a smirk that today someone would be at least very surprised. The bra was a set of thin lace strips stitched together, plus he didn’t have cups, instead of them small roses were embroidered that covered the nipples. Panties were made in the same style. I put on all this mess, pulled stockings on my legs and fastened them to my belt. Then it was the turn of the blouse, which, incidentally, was also not easy. She was buttonless and worn over her head. Through the body, it was fitted with the help of lacing in front of the navel level, to the level of the chest. The top was almost transparent and there was another lace above, which pulled the top at any height. It was possible to make bare shoulders or tighten the collar like an ordinary blouse. I pulled all the lacing and put on a skirt. She took out long-heeled shoes from the closet and spun in front of the mirror. I imagined that I would appear in this form in front of the students, and made several movements: I sat down on a chair, bent down and squatted on my haunches. The result satisfied me - the elastic stocking did not seem out of the skirt. I turned my back to the mirror and bent down to ...