I, for the first time in three weeks, didn't go down to the gym. I just had a leisurely shower and went down to breakfast. I was on my own for half of it before Penny and Peter came in for theirs. We said our good mornings as they collected their breakfast from the miniscule buffet set up.
`Did you have a good night?' Peter asked pleasantly.
`Thank you for what you...er, gave me last night.'
`Think nothing of it, we're a partnership, remember?'
`I didn't think it went that far,' I said somewhat dubiously.
`Last night was special. I knew just how you would be feeling. Low and very dejected. All I did was ask if Penny wouldn't mind helping you over that first night without the others. Did it help?'
`You don't know how much,' I replied, and dropped the subject by asking of his plans for the day. Seeing the builders in regard to the start of the building programme was the reply. Penny later gave me my first lesson in karate and kicked the shit out of me. So much for her protestations of love the night before. We later cleared out the spare room for me to sleep in.
The three of us went down to London the next day. It was very strange to put clothes on again after nearly four weeks being most of the time naked in a heated environment. It seemed cold outside even though I was dressed, and it was also as if I were an alien on a different planet. But I soon overcame the strangeness and enjoyed the day's outing.
We went to the same set of offices that I had visited before. The signs were duly stuck up, which I mentally noted that I would have them changed to look more professional than these present cardboard ones. Then I sat at the back as the two of them conducted their interviews. They had, over the past couple of weeks, set this interview in motion, the timing and planning I would get to know at a later date, but as an observer at this session, I had the opportunity to see what might be future sex meat. This batch of interviewee's were for a month hence as the next week's intake had already been selected. Though I played no part in the selection process, and wouldn't for some time to come, it was instructive as to their methods. All I did for this first of many was just to observe. My criteria, wrong as it was, was just to pick the girls with the biggest tits, the face being next and finally their personality. They interviewed twenty people, though these young people didn't know that the intake quota was only twelve.
That evening, back in their quarters, we sat down after dinner and I watched as they talked over the day's interviews, making notes as they went through them all. With the decisions as to whom to accept were made, the letters were duly done for posting the following day. My input into this was nil at this stage, though I was pleased to note that the one that I wouldn't mind being on the outside of my dick was one of those selected.
After several days of having the shit kicked out of me by Penny in our karate lessons, I was thankful when the day came for the next batch of students to arrive.
I was excited when the first taxi pulled up and the new class stumbled out with their luggage. I kept in the background and just watched. When the whole intake was assembled in the lounge and introductions made by the class to each other, they were informed that I was one of the teachers.
It seemed strange to be up on the platform dressed as I now liked to be, in my sarong, and watch as Penny gave her speech and made the pairings. This was my first viewing of another array of beautiful nubile breasts sitting there before us, and I got a hard on just standing there, trying to hide behind Penny or Peter as a means of concealing my reactions. Then I saw all sorts of erections when the men took off their sarongs for the start of their first lesson.
It was strange to be up there, watching them make the preliminary moves. Watching to see who would take charge on each futon and who would do what to whom and how they would go about it. The pairings had been prepared well in advance so Penny had a better idea of what to look out for than I did. In time, I came to learn how to match people together as they did.
I told Penny that it was very difficult for me being there as I kept getting this raging hard on caused by all those naked breasts. She told me that this was quite normal, and in time, I would be able to control my physical reactions and at an even later date, would be able to make an erection at the drop of a sarong.
I watched them go through, or try I should say, the list of erogenous zones, the images it provoked was of my first day with Ann and promptly got another erection. Christ, this was going to be harder than I thought, trying to stifle my own sexual urges.
I relieved Peter of the bar duty and it began to be fun to watch this group trying to interact with each other, though my eyes couldn't help but observe the naked breasts, thankful that the bar hid my rampant cock from their eyes. I hadn't taken notes of their names when they first arrived, but got to know them as the days passed. I dined with Peter and Penny in the dining room and it also amused me to watch the pupils at their first candle lit dinner.
Peter would be out most of the day supervising along with the gaffer, the arrival of building materials and the digging out of footings of the new extension and the like, so I would spend most of my time in his place in the classroom. I had forgotten about demonstrating the sexual positions and as Peter wasn't there, I had to do it with Penny. She ignored it but I couldn't. When she dropped her sarong and lay back, I had to drop mine to assume the position. The erection I revealed brought out quite a few whistles and some of these came from the boys. Very self conscious, I went through the demonstration with Penny, almost poking it up her in the doggie display. I was actually glad to put the sarong back on.
After that, everything went smoothly until the beginning of the third week when one twit named Stephen fell down the staircase and broke his ankle. An ambulance was called and he was carted off to hospital and never seen again. Peter begged off saying that he had too much to do and that I would have to step in for the last few days.
I asked Penny what was I expected to do? She called me a bloody fool and said what did I think I was to do? I was to step in as if I were the same pupil and carry on from there. She brushed aside all my arguments and I later realised that she was perfectly right. But the point I wasn't able to get across to her, was do I move back into the dormitory and, I didn't know quite how to put it, but bluntly, did I get to fuck all of this intake? The answer was just as blunt. Yes! That's what they come for! To fuck and be fucked! Then she relented and took hold of my hand and spoke to me in a softer tone.
There are exceptions of course. You and Ann were prime examples of those exceptions. I appreciate that there are still people out there that deserve respect and you are one of them. Why do you think I came into your bed willingly? If you had been like most of the others, I wouldn't have bothered. Now you get into the bar and enjoy yourself,' she gave me a smile and patted my cheek, and don't start getting all moral on me. I'll announce you and introduce you to your partner for this afternoon, and night.' Giving me a nudge and another smile.
So whilst serving behind the bar the pre-lunch drinks, I poured out for myself a large brandy and waited for Penny to utter the words that would throw me back into the classroom and dormitory.
Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please. As you know, poor Stephen had an accident this morning and was taken off to hospital, leaving us one short of our number. But Will here, that's him behind the bar, has agreed to step into his shoes till the end of the course.' There were cheers and a clapping of hands and I was pulled out from behind the bar and led to a nice young blonde thing. This is Tina, Tina, this is Will.' I forced myself to look her straight in the eyes as I smiled at her, telling myself that I would be able to see her tits later at the table. She gave me a lovely smile back, so lovely that I just couldn't stop my eyes from dropping down to see those bare breasts that would shortly be mine to suck and play with. Of course the old todger rose up and was clearly to be seen poking out of the front of my sarong and she couldn't help but see it, and gave a little laugh as she took my hand and led me straight to a table in the dining room.
`Thank you Tina,' I said when we had sat down.
Well I don't think you wanted the others to see what I saw,' she laughed and could see where my eyes had come to rest. Do you like them?'
`I beg your pardon?'
`My tits! I could see where your eyes went. Well do you like them?' she asked as she squared her shoulders to make them stand out further.
`They're magnificent,' I breathed, giving out a theatrical sigh.
`Well let's eat our lunch, or would you rather eat me this afternoon?'
I'll do both,' I said with a laugh, and then have them for supper as well.'
`So will I then. I can't wait to get my hands on what's under that sarong of yours.'
So after lunch, she led me to the futon that she had used that morning with Stephen and dropped her sarong and took off mine.
`This is what I've wanted since I first saw you on the platform,' she said pulling me down to the floor. She smothered me with kisses and put my hands on her tits, and then she reached down and took my erection in a tight grip. She was rubbing it furiously and I had to prise her off and roll her over onto her back, her legs swinging open wide for me. Tina was soaking wet and gave out a loud groan as I went inside her and I think she orgasmed straight away. I got carried away in her enthusiasm and came twice without pulling out. It was a great afternoon with it ending by her being between my legs crooning as she sucked on me.
I saw to the bar and then had dinner with her, but still had to look after the bar till nine thirty. Tina sat on a stool the whole time, her tits resting on the bar top, squashed together by her forearms. She laughed when I suddenly stuck a cocktail cherry between them.
With the bar closed, Tina led me up to the dormitory and over to her bed. When she stopped at the foot of it, I refused.
No way! That's the noisiest bed I've ever heard, so I'm not sleeping in that one. Where did Stephen sleep?' She started to walk across the dorm, and I suddenly knew where she was heading and I held her back. Let me guess,' and I went to my old bed and stopped.
`You're right!' she laughed, and immediately dropped her sarong and climbed in with me right behind her.
After we had fucked half the night away, I laid back and realised that Penny had been the only other woman apart from Ann that I'd had in that bed until then.
I dropped into my old routine and was down in the gym early and though there were only a couple of days left for this class, I still had some girls come down there by the last morning. The farewells didn't affect me this time as I'd not really had time to get that close to them, and soon the school was empty again.
I checked the progress of the new building with Peter, and saw that they had done quite a bit in just three and a half weeks. The ground had been cleared and the footings were just going in and it looked as though they were well ahead of the schedule already.
It became a regular pattern of travelling down to London for the interviews, then seeing each new intake of pupils, being in the classroom to watch them have sex and occasionally give out advice and looking after the bar. I also paid more attention to the monitors to study each of them as they interacted with each other, learning all the time. Peter would go up to London occasionally, and on those nights Penny would come to my bed.
`Did Peter send you?' I asked that first time in this small room.
No,' she had replied, getting in with me and snuggling up, I just don't like sleeping alone.' This question had been asked after she had been on top of me, riding me till we both came in a bucking climax, and she then squashed her breasts on my chest as she lay on top with me still inside her.
Many pupils went through the school during that year, and the other building was nearly ready, well ahead of schedule. It was estimated to be ready for opening in one month's time. They really only had to put the finishing touches to the furnishings and it would be done. The joining of the kitchen worked marvellously and my quarters were perfect and ready for occupying. It was then that I married an ex-pupil of the school.
We spent our honeymoon in the Caribbean on an island where nudity was the norm so that we acquired an all over sun tan, and then had a week in our own quarters of the new school. We both went to London with Penny and Peter for the following month's interviews, our first intake having been selected by them whilst we had been away. She had sat with Penny and I with Peter. Then back at the school, we sorted them out into two halves and the letters duly sent out.
Our first day, with everything ready, I greeted the pupils with Peter on the steps and led my lot round to our half of the school. We gathered them in the lounge and I spoke to them.
`Welcome to our school. For you boys and girls, my name is Will and this is my wife, Ann!'
Look out for the follow up book, `The Second School.'
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