Zainab was the best-looking teacher in the school and she had the perfect body, everything was proportional, her breasts, her ass and her legs. Her legs were the best bit, they looked like caramel. The only bad thing was that she always wore boots. I never saw her feet, but I knew they would look even better than her legs.
I was dreading the after school lesson, with all these random people from Zainab’s other classes. I had no choice; I had to attend, otherwise, I would be kicked off the business course. I got to the door, it was quiet, it did not sound like there was anyone there, but I still knocked.
“Come in,” she said.
As I entered there were not any students, just Zainab, sitting there crossed legged typing at her desk and her boots were off. Never in my life have I seen feet as beautiful as she had. Her toes look so delicious, the red nail polish made them look even better. I got hard the second I saw her feet and I almost blew my load. I sat down next to her desk and waited for her to finish typing.
As she finished typing, she said, “Me and Jackie, (the principle) have decided that one to one lessons would be better for you.”
I just nodded and stared at her feet when she was not looking. She started the lesson and was massaging her feet at the same time. I could get my eye on them.
“Pay attention and stop staring at the floor!" she said.
I started to pay attention for about five minutes and then my eyes just drifted back to her beautiful size five feet.
This time she caught me big time, “Stop staring at my feet and pay attention!”
I stared to go red and tried to deny it but she said, “I have seen you staring at my boots in class do not worry, I won’t tell anyone but you need to focus."
Then I said the most stupid thing I have said in my life, “I can’t, they're just too beautiful.” After I said that, I just froze and could not believe I had just admitted it.
She just laughed it off. I was so relieved.
“Control yourself or I’ll put my boots back on.”
This time I was adamant not to be caught, but within minutes, I could not control myself. The scent of her feet was intoxicating and she saw me staring again. As she reached for her boots, I dropped to the floor and begged her not to put the boot back on.
She started to smile and put boots back on the floor, I went to sit back down and she said, “Sit on the floor,” in a seductive tone. I did not have to be told twice.
She continued with the lesson as if nothing was wrong. She kept on brushing her feet by my face, I was rock hard and I am sure she knew it. She put her toe on my lips and I let out a moan, she stared to laugh and said, “This is really turning you on isn’t it?” I just nodded.
“Do you want to smell my feet?”
I took her feet into my hands and started to smell them, I let out a moan and she knew I was going to blow.
She pulled her feet away and said, “That’s enough for this lesson.”
“Please just a little longer,” I begged.
“No! It’s already five o’clock.