Teacher
Dev  Zeus_ind@yahoo.co.in 



Next up was Corporate Accountancy, after a horrible hour of Mercantile Law. I
was in XII 'E' at that time. Unfortunately, our Corp. A/c teacher had to go to
Leningrad to attend a very prestigious Teacher's Summit so a new teacher was
going to be teaching us in his absence.

We were anxiously awaiting our new teacher when our Principal Dr. Yudhishthira
Chakravyuha, walked in followed by a ravishing woman. Mr. Chakravyuha
introduced her as our new Corp. Accounts teacher. Her name was Dipika Zinta.
She was around 5ft8 and looked absolutely gorgeous in her pink Sari. She
looked to be in her early twenties with high cheekbones, oval face and
abundant cleavage. But what really caught my attention were her sinewy arms,
which were exposed as she was donning a sleeveless blouse. Her biceps seemed
to jump up with even slightest movements in her arm. The blouse worn with
'sari' exposes the stomach of the females. And her stomach looked so damned
hard and there was a slight hint of the six-pack.

Luckily, I was seated in the first row and middle column so I was closest to
her than any other student. After the general introductions she started
teaching. She was very cheerful and her style of teaching was brilliant. At
times, when she came near my desk I could see her magnificent arms so clearly.
Once, she put her palms on my desk, while lecturing and I could see that her
palms and wrists were bigger and thicker than mine. Veins ran through her
forearms making them even more attractive. I was really disappointed when the
class ended. After the Afternoon Assembly, we headed towards our School Buses.
Our bus had the normal two rows of seats, but one row comprised of 3-seaters,
where I was seated. My friend Sanjay had occupied the corner seat and I was
sitting on the middle one. So, there still was room for another person to sit.

Sanjay and I were deeply engrossed, discussing the sensuality of our new
teacher Ms. Zinta when someone asked us in a very feminine and sensual voice
"Can I sit here?" Sanjay and I turned to see who she was. Yeah! You guessed it
right. She was none other than our new teacher Ms. Dipika Zinta.

"Sure!" I said.

"Thanks." She said flashing her divine smile.

She looked at us as she sat down on the seat and said "Don't I know you guys?
You are Sanjay and you are ......"

"Raj." I said. So, she forgot my name, I thought sadly.

"Raj! Right. So how did you like my class?" She asked us.

"It was really exciting. I never enjoyed Corporate Accountancy as much as I
enjoyed today." Sanjay said.

"Thanks! How about you Raj? Did you like it too?" She asked addressing me.

"Yes. I did."

All through the ride home, I was aware of her muscular arm touching my hand.
Her arm was so very hard. As I looked at those massive biceps, I couldn't help
comparing my arms with her. Her's were undoubtedly thicker than mine. And as
far as hardness was concerned, my arms were like soft cushions compared to her
arms, which felt like steel.

Ms. Zinta got down at Nakshatra Vihar, which was pretty close to my house at
Antariksha Prastha. So, there was a possibility that I would be feasting my
eyes even during the evenings.

That afternoon, around 20 of us were busy playing Cricket, when I saw Ms.
Zinta jogging in a sweatshirt and shorts. Her thighs were anything but
rippling with power. Those heavenly muscles looked so sexy as she jogged
around the park. Even her calf muscles were remarkable. Now she was truly a
Goddess! I could also see her biceps jumping up and down magnificently with
each stride she took.

I rushed towards her.

"Hi! Ms. Zinta." I yelled as I neared her.

"Hey Raj! What are you doing here"? She continued running with me.

"Jogging"

"But I saw you playing Cricket a while ago." She said.

"Er... Actually I jog after playing Cricket. I test my stamina that way, cause
you are already exhausted playing Cricket, and then if you can jog for a while
then..." I made up whatever lame excuse I could think of.

"OK! I get it now." She said smilingly.

I was finding it very tough to keep up with her pace.

She stopped just when I was about to give it up, and we made it towards a
bench. We sat down. She was perspiring but in a very sleek manner. Her skin
was glistening. Her biceps seemed so sexy and defined at that time. She raised
her hands to rock back her silky black hair. And boy, her biceps exploded
revealing a brilliantly defined and peaked mound of female muscle. It looked
so hard, that I barely could remove my eyes from them. She probably saw my
stare and smilingly lowered those majestic arms of hers. By then, I had
achieved a full-fledged erection.

After talking for some minutes, she said, "I've got to go now but I'll see you
tomorrow in School." And then she jogged off.

I don't know, what came over me and I decided to follow her. I pursued her
from a safe distance. She entered a double storied house. I waited for some
time and then spotting a window went towards it. Through it I could saw a
living room. All of a sudden, I saw Ms. Zinta coming into the room. She was in
a pink bra, which accentuated her perfectly carved and extremely firm breasts.
Suddenly, she looked towards the window. I ducked hurriedly. For some time I
just sat there kneeling. Then after a few seconds, I got up and had a final
view of the room. Satisfied that there was no sign of Ms. Zinta, I turned
around to leave.

But as I turned, I bumped into an iron pillar, or what I thought was an iron
pillar. Standing before me was Ms. Zinta displaying a very angry expression.

"What do you think, you are doing?" She asked.

I didn't answer. I was too afraid to say anything.

All of a sudden Ms. Zinta grabbed me under my arms and lifted me high in the
air. I was scared, with my feet dangling a foot off the ground below. But at
the same time, I could feel my rock hard penis against my thigh.

"You're going to pay for this now." She smiled evilly.

The very next moment, she dropped me on the ground.

"Please Ms. Zinta. I'm sorry. I won't do it again." I begged her. I thought
that my end was near, looking at the marvellously sculpted body in front of
me.

She grabbed my left arm by her right hand and yanked me off the ground.

"No way, Raj. You'll pay for what you've done."

She pulled me into her massive frame and wrapping her hand tightly around my
waist lifted me in the air. I could feel my midsection being squeezed into
two, as I wriggled frantically. She carried me inside the house in the same
fashion. As soon as we were in the house, she let go of me. I rushed towards
the door but she caught me before I could reach it, and again applied a
crushing bear hug. I started hitting her on her shoulders and arms, but it was
my fists, which got hurt. She was amazingly hard and powerful. Then, I punched
her face with all my might. She was stunned by this intense punch on her cheek
and loosened her hold. Quickly I disengaged myself from her and backed off.

"You bastard! Now you're really going to suffer." She shouted at me.

I was terrified seeing her temper, and started to cry in fear. My tears had no
effect on her. She rushed towards me and punched me hard on my stomach. The
impact of which literally threw me two metres away through the air. The pain
was excruciating. I closed my eyes in pain and fear.

After a few seconds, she came towards me and roughly grabbed my neck and
started hoisting me till I was on my feet. But she didn't stop there, and
continued hoisting me in the air with just one arm of hers. I grabbed her arm
to yank it away, but her grip was like steel vice. I was unable to break free
and started losing my consciousness. She seemed to notice it and lowered me
down, letting go of my battered neck.

"So, have you learnt your lesson now?" She asked me.

"Yes, Ms. Zinta. Please let me go." I once again begged her, tears rolling
down my cheeks.

"OK! But there is just one more thing to do."

"What?"

She swooped me in her arms and carried me upstairs where she dropped me on the
floor of what looked like a bedroom. Then she caught hold of my arms in her
iron grip and lifted me up. She walked towards a window, which was already
open.

"No. Please, don't do this." I shouted, I cried, I begged but it had no effect
on her.

She held me higher and suspended me out of the window. I pleaded with tears
rolling down my eyes. This teacher who seemed to be so charming was actually a
sadist. The next moment she let go off me. And I was engulfed in darkness.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a hospital bed surrounded by my
parents and friends. I had suffered multiple fractures, the doctor told me. My
parents said that I had fallen from a high tree, and Ms. Zinta had brought me
here. She was really worried about me, they said. I just looked towards them
for a second and closed my eyes.