ONE SEXY GYM TEACHER (Part 1)

It happened during my freshman year at high school. I was fifteen years old, a skinny guy and the bigger guys made fun and picked on me for being small. My life was like this: I would go to school, then go home and study, watch TV, eat with my parents and my sister and then go to bed only to get up and do everything all over again the next day. Weekends were my only relief from these daily assaults.
One day I was walking in the breezeway to the parking lot where my bicycle was locked to the fence and I felt a pull on my hair. SHIT! Here we go again! I turned around to face my attacker only to see a new gym teacher run away from me and make her way to the womens’ locker room. She turned around and smiled at me and closed the door behind her.
Her name was Susan. I later found out that she was 25, married to a business banker and was she ever HOT LOOKING. She stood about five foot, four inches tall with blonde hair, brown eyes and a nice tanned, slim figure. She also had a nice set of boobs. I guessed she was a 36C cup and that she weighed about 115 pounds.
One day at gym class we were all playing paddleball. I hit the ball out of bounds and went to get it. As I picked it up, I looked over to the court edge and saw Susan looking at me intently. She was dressed in her white gym dress uniform with the bottom edge hitting about mid-thigh high. I could see her panties whenever she lifted her leg up which was often. She was looking at me and biting her lower lip and then massaging it with her tongue. Then I heard yelling from the guys, and I got back in the game. They started teasing me with “Whatcha looking at?” and pushing me around. I was embarrassed at this and served the ball once again.
In the locker room that same day we were taking showers before going to our next class. I wasn’t really that ashamed of my body but they all gave me shit.