Hello, I am Nisha. I am a teacher in a high school. I am 27 years old and I have just got married. After completing my education and to make some use of it, I started working as a teacher in a college. As it turned out, the rules of our college are strict. So I had to come to college in a saree. I always took care that my 36 cm breast, 26 cm waist and 38 cm buttocks were covered in the saree. I am quite skinny in appearance. But I looked beautiful because of my beautiful face shape and posture. I am not very strict in nature. I do not like to be like that. But how will I behave in front of boys and girls, so I started showing a strict nature. I knew little about sex. Now let me tell you my fun experience, I have been in this job for 6 months now. Initially, the class I was given was small in size but mostly boys. I always tried to be serious. I always took care that there would be no jokes. I always took care that the boy would not look at my inner things. And so while wearing the saree, I would take care that at least my organs would be visible. But my belly and my breasts that were visible from the side of the saree were attractive to people. I always ignored them. But one day, something I had not even thought about happened. It was a rainy day. I woke up late in the morning as I slept late at night. My college always started at 7.30. But that day I woke up at 7. When I looked at the clock, I felt a jolt and now I had to get dressed quickly. I immediately went to the bathroom to take a bath. I quickly took off the night gown and quickly became naked. Since I was not wearing a bra and panties at night, I saved myself the trouble of taking them off. I quickly poured hot water from the geyser into a bucket. And then I stood there waiting for the change. I ran my hands over my breasts, which I had cleaned two days ago, and started cursing myself for waking up late. In the meantime, the shift was over and I sat down with my bare thighs still on and quickly started bathing, applying soap all over my body. No matter how late I am, I always apply soap to my vagina and take a clean bath.
After a quick bath, I woke up with a wet body and then I realized that I had brought a towel to the wound but not a bra and panties. I thought that it was too late and I would not wear it during the day as I don't wear it at night. So I wrapped the towel around my body and came out of the bathroom. As soon as I came out, the cold air entered through my towel and started playing with my pussy and made me erect. But did I have time to be romantic? I quickly went to my room. My mother, father, and brother were sleeping in the house. Before anyone noticed, I went to my room. I took out my saree and petticoat from the cupboard. My bra and panties were wet because it was raining. I finally left their noise and quickly put on my saree. And quickly left the house. My breasts were getting bigger in the cold air while riding in the car and whenever there was a pothole, they would rub against my blouse from the inside. The previous situation was not neglected but not neglected either. I reached the college. It was quite late. I decided to go to class quickly. Other times, I go to the ladies room and freshen up and then go to class. But today, since I was late, I went to class. I felt that I would look a little strange due to the cold and light rain outside, but today it was not important for me.
I went to class. And I saw that only one boy had come. Did I come all this way just for this one boy? Oh. A thought came to my mind. ‘What, Sunil, are the rest of the boys here?’ I asked him a question. ‘Hey madam, it is the rainy season, so no one has come. Maybe it will be hot in the evening from today.’ He replied looking at me. ‘Well, well, today we will learn the next one’ I said ignoring his words. ‘Not today, ma’am, let’s chat today.’ He said looking at my mangoes, perhaps the stiffness of the mangoes was visible through the saree. ‘Not at all, why do you come to chat in class? Open the book.’ I shouted and went to sit on the slightly higher stage. There was a table in front of me, I put my foot on the lower pole and was absorbed in opening the book. I was teaching him. In the meantime, his pen fell down and he bent down to pick it up. It took him some time to pick up the pen.
I was reading in the book and was talking to him while looking at him. He picked up the pen and started paying attention to me. But after a while his pen fell back. I got angry and said to him ‘What the hell is your pen falling down?’ To this he said what to do ma’am, the pen is focused elsewhere’. I didn't understand what it was but I started teaching without paying attention to it. After a while I gave him a question and asked him to solve it. After that I started reading by looking in the book. After a while I heard the sound of his pen falling again. When I looked sideways from the book, I couldn't see him in the place. I paid a little attention and I felt him looking at me from under the bench. I thought why he was looking at me like that. So I thought for a while and a current went from my feet to my head, oh no, he is looking at my thighs from under the saree and I didn't even wear panties today. For a moment I froze in place. I didn't know what to do. I started to remember the pen falling from his chest and the meaning of his words. That is, he is looking at my fleshy thighs from behind. Oh no. I immediately started to take my legs off the table but I thought that if I did this, he would know that I was being watched by him and if that happened, he could even harass me by talking dirty or teasing me. I had to do something without him. I was lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. I was holding both my thighs tightly. Because I wanted to show him my vagina from now on. I started thinking about what to do while looking at the book. My heart was beating fast thinking that he was looking at my thighs from below and I was ignoring him. Cool air was also blowing through the lower part of the saree. I didn't know what feelings were forming in my mind at the time. On one side, the touch of air there and on the other side, the student was looking at my thighs. What to do was what I didn't know at the time. At that moment, my chain of thoughts was broken and I suddenly felt something moving on my feet. I got scared. I thought, 'A cockroach or some insect has entered the saree, and if that happens, there's nothing I can do,' so I quickly looked under the table.
And what I saw made my mouth water. It was not a worm but Sunil's touch. He had come down from his seat to my table and was touching my thighs from under my saree. And what was even scarier was that I had held my thighs tightly so that he wouldn't see them, but now they suddenly opened with fear and movement. And what I didn't want happened. As my legs were opened, my wife's shiny, hairless, puffy vagina was exposed. Her pink slit was in front of him. As his legs were opened, he entered through the slit of my saree. Now I couldn't even close my legs. I was stuck. It was difficult to stand because there was a table in front of me. Fire mother, what should I do now? I started saying to myself. Why didn't I wear panties today? Seeing my wife's slit, his mouth was watering. I was scared. 'Sunil, get out, please don't do this' I started saying in a scared voice. But he didn't say anything. And started moving forward in the saree. I started pushing his head from the saree itself. But it was difficult, since the saree was made of silk, its ends were slipping from my hands. I didn't know what to do.
