“It wasn’t exactly my self confidence that Mrs. Measley’s tongue was after—it was more like my supple neck, my breasts, around my navel, and all along the sides of my inner thighs . . .” ~Brandi
I was in the high school locker room, bawling my eyes out over my first boyfriend dumping me. My face was cradled in my clammy hands and my body was heaving with sobs as I sat on a cold, sterile white bleacher.
It felt like the end of the world. Never in my life had I felt such pain, hurt, mistrust. It only felt like the beginning of things spiraling down the drain for me. Like the worst was yet to come.
It was my senior year of school, my last semester, and Tim and I were engaged to be married after classes let out. Wow, talk about the perfect timing to break-up an engagement; two weeks before high school graduation.
And that’s when Mrs. Measley, the P.E. coach walked in.
Great.
Just when I thought my life couldn’t get any worse, the meanest bitch in the school was about to totally destroy what self confidence I had left with one swift lash of her tongue.
But it wasn’t exactly my self confidence that Mrs. Measley’s tongue was after—it was more like my supple neck, my breasts, around my navel, and all along the sides of my inner thighs.
Obviously she was more compassionate than I’d thought, and obviously I wasn’t anywhere near ready to get married to a boy! So much for that engagement—this coach was one hot bitch!
When you think of a P. E. coach, you automatically assume a butch dike with short hair, thick thighs, and tanned, leathery skin. Mrs. Measly was more like a young, married 30 year old cheerleader. Her skin was soft, her lips puffy and pert, her tits round with wide chocolate brown nipples, and her ass shaped like a heavenly, hand-made round apple. Her cunt tasted like vanilla flavored whipped cream, and her mouth of the sweetest peppermint.
She nearly turned me off of men forever. That was, until she introduced me to her husband . . .
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