Episode 61: KNEE DEEP

Piper Cherry was itching up a storm after her dance performance out in fellow teacher Damon Rice’s Wood Shop class. She quickly realized at her expense that sawdust was not her friend. Not only did she scratch repeatedly like her dog with mutant fleas, but her also once stunning and all too revealing wine-colored dress was a blizzard of tan stains that just wouldn’t brush away. It was as if she had wrestled with the students rather than merely danced erotically for them like a hardcore stripper at the club Cashanova. Dust residue impossible to fade away completely clung to her like glue but you knew that, see it’s stuck to you too. She knew that her dress had to go, or the itch would linger even after any showering up in the girl’s locker room. Big mistake! One she would be more prepared for if ... yeah ... next time.

“I’m glad I keep an extra dress in my car for emergencies like this. The problem is if I go get it, I’ll be stopped and questioned by every guy in school. If Dewey Knowles sees me like this, he might start digging in my back yard. Fucking Werewolf!” She smirked even in misery. “I’ll be scratching all day long if I don’t grab a shower. I’m just glad my new little buddy Brandon Foster gave me the heads up that the girls locker room was vacant this hour. Having him cheerlead with my girls will boost his confidence in who he wants to be.” Her joy ended as fast as it was inspired, “Uggggh! Stupid me wanting to tease the boys so badly. Never again will I be that careless. Who am I kidding I’m always the rebel. As if I’d ever been in a Wood Shop before today.” She rolled her eyes, “Live and learn Pip, live and learn.”

Making her way to the gym in stealth mode like a Jane Blond movie, not wanting to be seen looking so dirty, Piper literally tiptoed and peeked around every corner for prying eyes. At one point she even laughed at herself while posing as if she had a gun in her hands. Luckily from the Wood Shop to the gymnasium wasn’t clear across the school.

Reaching the locker room, she heard the girls upstairs laughing and squealing, mostly from their tennis shoe soles on the floor, and opted to seek help. Hugging the rail cautiously she found a friendly face relatively close to the top of the stairs. One in the cute but all too nerdy brunette Megan Love she knew she was in luck. The girl seriously owed her for showing her boyfriend how to eat pussy and get their relationship on a better trajectory for success. Megan was her first true ally at Horton-Dexter when connecting with the students; Piper knew she had her errand girl. Out on the gym floor with other young adult women playing volleyball right at the point of choosing teams she called out to the girl twice in low volume but failed to reach her. Growling under her breath Piper just belted out... “MEGAN!”

Piper’s voice carried from the staircase leading to the locker room area like thunder in the Heavens. Startled by the outburst Coach Ruth Dunbar eyed Piper with a scowl before motioning Megan off the floor to join Piper in her obvious hiding. Ruth turned away she didn’t want to know.

“Hi Piper.” Megan sprinted to her side with a giddy smile then noticed the peppered dress full of sawdust particles, “What happened to you?”

“Don’t ask! I need your help.” Piper pulled her out of sight by snatching her wrist and tugging her along to the bottom of the steps, “I’m taking you out of class for about ten minutes or so. You can repay me for that day in my office with Dick.”

“Dirk!” She giggled knowing Piper was referring to her boyfriend by Dick on purpose. “Sure! What do you need?” It was obvious but she wanted to hear it.

“I need you to go to my SUV ... white Ford Edge in the Teacher’s parking. I don’t have my car keys on me so I’m going to trust you with my door code. Punch in 69696. Once you gain access there’s a grey dress in my back seat, I need you to bring it to me.”

“69696? Too funny! Whirl Twirl Orgasm?” She mocked the use of 69! Sadly, even in her moment Piper grinned sharing her humor. Seconds of giggles later Meg asked, “Why can’t you go get it?”

“Because I’m going to be showering in the girl’s locker room while you retrieve my dress. Don’t ask questions ... you already know I’m a dirty girl.” She laughed patting Megan on the shoulder, then grits her teeth brushing where she touched. “Cuties! Sorry!”

“So, bring the dress to the locker room. Got it! Can I ask another favor of you for doing this?”

“You already owe me.” Piper winced while scratching her ass beneath her skirt, she just knew it was red and had raised up white scratch marks. “What is it?”

“Can you show me how to give really good blowjobs?”

“What!!?” A fidgeting glare of seriously Piper didn’t argue, “We can talk about this later. I have to shower and be out before your class is over. I don’t want Ruth to raise hell with me.” Megan stood firm with her arms folded over her sizeable chest, defiantly grinning. Piper groaned, “This has to be now?” The girl nodded enthusiastically.

“You already took me out of class. Take Dirk out of Science too.”

“He has class with Roger Dundee, right now?”

“Yep! I heard you two have a hot date. So awesome! Mister Dundee is such a stud.”

“How well I know. Fine! I’ll ... well shit! I don’t have my phone with me.”

“I’d let you use mine, but I don’t have his number. Good thing I’d probably send him cute selfies.” No, she wouldn’t, the girl was too shy for that. “Ruth has a cell.” Megan pointed out, “She’s already wondering what this is about. Just have her call Mister Dundee.”

“Go get my dress I’ll figure it out. Hurry back as fast as you can. Break the sound barrier and don’t hold your tits. FLY BABY BIRD ... FLY!” She sends Megan off with a slap to her ass and a cast of her hands as if tossing her to the wind. Megan laughed as she danced in circular steps backwards before leaving. “I swear. These kids expect way too much out of me. How to give a good blowjob? Ugggh! I do have talent.”

“What’s going on?” Ruth approached, standing at the top of the staircase looking down after seeing Megan sprint through the gym on her way out. Now she wanted to know!

“I needed her help. Excuse her this hour please. Oh, and do you know Roger Dundee’s phone number?”

“Yes. May I enquire as to why? You should already have it Miss Hot Pants.”

“Wearing a dress, Ruthie!” She fanned her skirt out just a bit to emphasize Ruth’s mistake, “Because I don’t have my phone with me, and I need to get in touch with him. P-R-O-N-T-O!”

“As if that wine taster you’re wearing is a dress.” Ruth rolled her eyes, “He has a class in session. It’s against rules to be on the phone during...”

“Well aware Grandma!” Piper flared her eyes chuckling, “Don’t make me use your whistle to get your attention.” Palm held out with a stern look in her eye Piper insisted, “Phone?” Ruth shook her head then noticed how badly Piper’s dusty dress really was and her random scratching fits.

“Hives?”

“Killer bees! No, I was out at Damon’s wood shop and got too close to a keg of sawdust. I’m going to borrow the showers during your class if you don’t mind. I’ll hurry so the girls don’t witness it. I just asked Megan to run to my car for a spare dress I keep in there in case I ever needed a change of clothes. Which I do! Bad enough I’m ready to shred this one off like a wild animal in my scratch fest.” Taking Ruth’s phone after meeting halfway on the steps, once Ruth found Roger’s number in her contacts Piper stepped away. “I’ll bring it back in a second.”

Across the building in his classroom, right in the middle of a verbal lesson on metamorphosis Roger felt his cell vibrate in his front pocket, yes it felt good. Faltering in his presentation he lifted it from its hiding place alongside his crotch to spy who his caller was. Seeing Ruth, he wondered if perhaps it was a butt dial. Answering it he heard shallow raspy moans messing with him. “Ohhhh, Roger ... I want you inside me so badly. Don’t mind my new perfume ... it’s called Ben Gay.” He knew it wasn’t Ruth’s voice, but the moment did decrease a beginning erection due to his cell’s vibrations.

“Nice try Blondie.” He turned away from his overly curious students. “Why are you calling from Ruth’s phone?”

“My phone is in my office charging. I’m at the gym right now so I borrowed Ruth’s cell last second. I need a favor ... I know ... I know ... everyone needs favors these days.”

“What do you need that can’t wait until Saturday?” He chuckled.

“Can you send Dirk Bentley to the gym?”

“Dirk Bent ... ohhhh? Dirk ... Mason, only one in my class ... right! Soooo ... why am I doing that again?”

“Personal. Counsellor stuff.”

“Uh huh! Surrrre! I will ask you about this later.”

“Patient/ Counsellor confidentiality, sorry Handsome. Tell him to haul ass.” She hung up on him right after, mainly to itch without him questioning her groans of agony. Once silent Roger called out to Dirk and told him to go find Counsellor Cherry in the gym his presence was required. Of course, Dirk being Dick ... smugly said, “She wants me.” Even knowing his girl Megan was in the gym and might be dying for all he knew he made it appear totally on his needs, Piper’s if it were true. Roger hoped for his sake that wasn’t reality, he knew Piper was capable of anything. Not that it would ever sway him from that sexy ass blond bombshell, it would take a whole lot more than any petty rendezvous ... student or not to keep his cock out of Piper Cherry. Dirk left the classroom with swagger. Whatever!

Returning Ruth’s phone Piper smiled at her, “I hope there’s a boat load of soap I need it. Wash cloths in the linen cabinet?”

“Dispensers by every shower head. No wash clothes just towels. Did you roll in sawdust?”

“You might say that. Damn dust is making me a Whole Lotta Rosie.” Ruth had no clue of the song by AC/DC, the band still stuck in Piper’s head from the Wood Shop CD player. Turning tail Piper hurried to the locker room, Ruth warning her she had thirty minutes before her students would be swarming the locker room themselves. Hives indeed! Fucking Queen Bee!

Entering the shower room Piper stripped naked, heels kicked aside before prowling about to find a clean towel, one to dry off with, one to fashion as a washrag. Whatever remedy could be used would suffice; Piper just needed to feel clean. Wasting no time, she stepped into the communal shower and fired up a scalding hot round of water before basking under the downpour. Extra towel used to soap up she set about cleansing herself thoroughly, time and time again to make certain her itch would fade. Funny how busy the showers were today, Josie McKellen had taken one just over an hour ago.

Doing her best to avoid getting her hair wet she tossed it about to avoid the torrent, problem was in taking her dress off it was very possible sawdust even got into her hair, she would have to deal with that because wet hair would look incriminating. On her fourth soaping Megan returned with her dress, Dirk right behind her like a lost puppy finding his way home. While Megan wasn’t stressed over Piper’s nudity, Dirk lost his composure pumping his fist in the air hissing, “YESSSSSSSSSSSS!” His girl wincing at him for his outburst he quickly looked away from Piper’s glistening body and made excuses, “So this is the girls locker room.” He used the surroundings rather than immediately letting Megan know it was seeing Piper naked, all wet, and soapy that got his enthusiastic response. “Nice benches they look sturdy.”