Chapter 98: Miss Whitman’s Class

Sherri Whitman was a new substitute teacher at Del Rio Junior High in Del Rio, Texas. She’d just graduated from Texas Southern two years ago and got hired by her hometown school system. Mostly she was on call still, filling in when needed. Today she’d just finished her coffee when she got a call from the Assistant Principal.

“Mr. Cranston has COVID. Again. So, I need you to take his class on their field trip.” She asked where, and he said, “Oh, I don’t know, someplace down by the border, I think. I’ll give the address to the driver.”

Sherri got dressed and drove to the school. She wore her usual knee-length skirt with a simple blouse plus her stockings. When she got there, the school short bus was already parked by the front door. When she walked up to the building, Mrs. Johnson opened the door and, smiled, said, “Here you go!” Out came Mr. Cranston’s class. Turns out, it was eight girls from his gym class. Sherri said, “But, but, wait, where...” Mrs. Johnson just waved and said “Talk to Jose! He has the directions. Bye!”

Sherri got on the bus with the eight girls in gym clothes. She looked at them, then at Jose, the driver. He stared blankly back at her. She finally shrugged and said to Jose, “OK, well let’s go to wherever it is we’re going!” As they pulled out of the school, she sat behind Jose, leaned up and said, “Excuse me, Jose, I just got called for this. I don’t even know where we’re going.” Jose grinned, laughed a little bit. Sherri thought he did look creepy. Where do they get these drivers from?

Jose said, “No worry! We go to this little farm in the country. There we see lots of animals and horses.” A couple of the girls heard that and the word quickly spread. Horses!

Sherri was 24 years old, weighed about 135 pounds, stood just about 5’8” tall. Her long, blonde hair was still in the same simple style it had been all through college. Trimmed just below her shoulders. Sherri had a very nice butt, and a somewhat above average pair of breasts. Her bra always kept them up, visible if the top button ever came undone. Two buttons would show her entire cleavage. The buttons were widely spaced on this slightly-too small blouse, so there was plenty of white bra to see from the side. Also, being two years old, this blouse was worn from so many washes, and her bra was always visible when you stood near her.

The girl’s gym class were eight graders. There were six girls fourteen years old, and two girls fifteen years old. The two oldest girls, Matina and Maria, actually looked younger than the others. Both of Mexican decent, their long black hair and Mexican features clearly showed them to be twins. Both girls had typical Mexican girl bodies. Both had big butts, compared to the others. Both had the biggest boobs right now too, easily a 33B each. With their Mexican heritage big areoles and nipples, they were had to figure out. They had the bodies of older girls, but looked more like they were twelve.

The other six were just average American teenage girls. Four were blonde; Kathy, Cindy, Marie and Janice. Susan had light brown hair, while Danielle was a darker brunette. Only a couple really stood out. Cindy and Marie had figures the others could only envy. Shapley hips, long, thin legs with cute butts. In the gym showers nobody cared, though. Like now, they were all constantly talking, gabbing and sharing secrets in a non-stop and endless conversation. None of them knew where they were going except that there might be horses. Just some kind of tour or something. But did you hear what Bobby said to Margret?