Kolya and I approached the house. The window was open, and this indicated that everything was ready inside, and you could enter. Having smoked a cigarette, and experiencing some excitement, we entered the house. I clicked the bell. After a while, we heard the rustle of feet behind the door.

Doors opened Tatyana Viktorovna. Entering the house, right in the hallway, I threw my arm around Tatyana Viktorovna’s waist, drew her to me, and eagerly kissed her passionately. The teacher answered me no less greedily. There was a strong taste of alcohol on her lips. Apparently they drank well here.

- Well, she is ready? - I whispered in her ear.

- Maybe yes. For example, I’m all burning already.

“I see,” I replied, squeezing her chest with my free hand.

Kohl took his shoes and stood beside him, clutching a bouquet of flowers in his hands. I also had to take off my shoes, and so I had to let go of the teacher. While I was cracking down on my sneakers, Kohl gave the teacher flowers, and kissed me too. After that, the three of us went to the big room where Irina Vladimirovna was.

The idea to introduce to our sexual adventures a teacher in geography, Irina Vladimirovna, belonged to Tatyana Viktorovna. That morning, when I stayed with her overnight, she told me something interesting about her friend. Our geography was an unmarried woman, and lived at home with her parents. Moreover, she did not have a man with whom she could meet. Previously, she sometimes kneaded fizruk. From time to time they interchanged at school. But the fizruk was married, and his wife began to suspect him. After which he left school, and disappeared from sight. Irina Vladimirovna was left with nothing. For a while, she thought she would do it herself, but nature came up with another.

It is difficult to say why she could not find a man. Her appearance was quite attractive. Slender, with no small breasts, she attracted the attention of the male sex. But, in general, all indecent personalities clung to her. She had to otshivat such. Although at times she already almost did not care. The main thing is that the peasant had his own corner with a strong bed, where she could satisfy her natural desires.

Irina Vladimirovna shared her feelings with her friend. Therefore, Tatyana Viktorovna was confident that the guys will succeed. When Kohl learned that there is an opportunity to fuck geography, he literally began to shine with happiness. The next day, he offered to drink the teacher with potions. He had a friend in the village who, with the help of a potion, could arouse even old girls. It was a tincture on some herbs. In its pure form it was impossible to use it. It was recommended to add to drinks, it is better to alcoholic, in order to quickly achieve a result. It was interesting. Kolya went to the village and bought a bottle of potion from a friend. On the same day they tried the drug on Tatyana Viktorovna. We liked the effect. Strong arousal, thrills, violent orgasms. Yes, and the sex turned out to be very long. Kolya and I still could not finish, while Tatiana Viktorovna finished, was excited and finished again.

And so, on the scheduled day, Tatyana Viktorovna invited her friend to her house for tea. Behind the conversation a bottle of wine with a potion appeared on the table. They drank and talked. When Tatyana Viktorovna felt a lot of excitement, she opened the window, letting us know that everything was ready. And so, we go into the room

“Sit on the sofa, boys,” Tatyana Viktorovna suggested in a quite calm voice.And putting flowers in a vase turned to a friend, - Irina Vladimirovna, these are my students, whom I told you about.

- Yes, I see. 11B class, if I am not mistaken, - Irina Vladimirovna replied with a noticeably drunk voice.

The geographer was sitting in a chair, her legs crossed. Definitely she was pretty. In her figure, even now, when she was sitting, the rounded forms of the chest and hips were visible. In geography lessons, I often imagined her naked. And often, at the same lessons I got up on her. One day, at one of those moments, she called me to the blackboard. I remember how embarrassing I was then. And now, she is sitting next to her in the chair. In the chair on which I so often fucked her girlfriend. In the chair on which I was going to fuck her too.

“I’ll probably go,” the geographer suddenly declared, rising from her chair, “I won’t bother you to study.”

Tatyana Viktorovna gave me a short glance. I shook my head. And she hurried to stop Irina Vladimirovna.

- Irish, well, where will you go in this form? - she protested.

“Don't go, Irina Vladimirovna, we have questions on geography too,” I added, smiling.

- Yes, you are our teacher. Whoever you may be able to explain to us, insisted Kolya.

Irina Vladimirovna visibly hesitated, and in thought sat on the sofa, next to Kolya. Teacher start took up. Although she was noticeably worried, and hid her eyes from our views.

- Well, what interests you? - anxious voice asked geography.

- Well, yesterday in class, for example.

- The climate of the northern hemisphere?

- Yes it is.

Irina Vladimirovna, as it seemed, calmed down a bit, and began to tell something about the climatic zones, the influence of the ocean and something else from this area. While she was talking, Kolya sat down closer and closer to her. And I, in turn, to Tatiana Viktorovna. The geography story lasted about ten minutes. All this time, Kolya and I literally ate with her eyes. Of course, we looked at her as the woman we wanted. And for sure, she felt it. This was noticeable by the way she often lost her mind and stammered. What never happened to her during school lessons.

- Now I understand about the northern hemisphere? She asked, finishing the lesson.

- No, well, about the golfstream and the Cordillera, we understood. Here the problem is different, Irina Vladimirovna.

- What is it? - after a short pause, the teacher asked in surprise.

“You see,” Kohl began to explain, “when you talk about the northern hemisphere in class, we see only your hemispheres, and we cannot concentrate on the northern one.” You are all telling, telling, and it flies past your ears.

- In terms of? - Irina Vladimirovna became alert, not quite understanding, but somewhere internally knowing what was going on.

“Ha-ha-ha,” laughed Tatyana Viktorovna, “which hemispheres, upper, or lower?”

- Both, Tatyana Viktorovna, both. Like yours and the hemispheres of Irina Vladimirovna, they do not give us peace, ”I replied.

Irina Vladimirovna, silently, looked at her friend. Now, she guessed what kind of hemispheres her students were talking about. But now, perhaps, she was more surprised by the calm, and somewhere, playful behavior of Tatiana Viktorovna.

- And whose hemispheres do not give you more peace. My, or her? - asked, and it seems sincerely, Tatyana Viktorovna.

- It is difficult to say, but in a geography lesson, very restless. That's for sure.

- And now? - continued interrogation Tatyana Viktorovna.

- Now we can not concentrate either on geography or in Russian.

- Well, what are you saying? - Irina Vladimirovna interfered in the conversation, trying to give her excited voice of teacher importance and strictness.

- Nothing, nothing. Ira, everything is fine, - Tatyana Viktorovna began to calm her friend. She got up from the couch, and walked around the room, wagging her hips.

- Tatiana Viktorovna, you are so beautiful. Kolya and I regret that you do not teach a lesson at school, ”I said, looking at my teacher with a lechery look.Irina Vladimirovna, not believing her ...