"...and now the girls can't perform any of the pyramid moves you choreographed... we'll never be able to enter into the state championships!", heard Renee comment emphatically to Miss Testone.
Kelly Testone stood leaning at her desk... her head was lowered, in thought. Slowly, her head rose, and for the first time she noticed still at his desk.
Realizing he was caught dipping into what could be a private conversation, quickly piled all of the papers on his desk, and rose. His foot caught on the leg of his desk, and he stumbled... his hastily stacked paper pile flew in all directions. , embarrassed, dropped to all fours, and began frantically clawing at the falling papers.
Renee stifled a giggle by placing a hand over her mouth.
Miss Testone smiled as she said "Mr. , you look like a healthy young boy... It seems our current spotter, Dave, has broken his arm... You could really help both the team, and myself out by stopping by for practice tonight..."
stopping gathering his papers, to look up at Renne and Miss Testone and say "Me???? I.... I.... I'm not really the extra-curricular activity type....". Wasn't that the truth.... thought to himself.... his social status pointed him more towards the Computer Club... and he would die rather than be lumped into *THAT* social black hole..
"It will be fine..." Miss Testone said, soothingly... she stepped out from behind her desk, and started walking towards . "your job will be easy, simply help the girls when they need to perform their lifts, tumbles, and throws. I know I can count on you, ." She said the last sentence while stooping over and touching 's chin with her delicate right hand. A feeling much like electricity passed from his chin to his groin.
took the opportunity to get a good look at her dangling breasts. Lewd thoughts of Miss Testone and Renee drifted through his perverted mind. Surely he had fantasized about this very scenario.... in his fantasies he would show up to the gymnasium, which would be filled with white fog... Miss Testone and Renee, along with the other cheerleaders would run their hands over his naked body.... Mouths from a dozen scantily clad cheerleaders nibbled on all of his erogenous zones at once... his penis would be...
"Well?" Miss Testone asked, snapping him out of his horny stupor.
Sure this scenario ended in sex in his dreams... but come on, this was reality... not one of those sexy choose your own outcome stories he frequented on a site like chyoo.com. |