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The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often masked by a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
For many, it may take only a small incident to trigger the release of behavior society would label abnormal or perverse. A woman at a cocktail party, for example, may take on all comers, male and female alike, after only a few drinks. Or a man at a strip show during a stag party may suddenly climb onto the stage and perform with the girl in front of his friends.
The protagonist in this story, Ann Davis, is an outwardly proper and quite normal individual who makes an unusual discovery about herself. A high school teacher, she stumbled onto a course of behavior many of us consider perverted—that of the peeping Tom. In essence, Ann is like a time bomb, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse her basest instincts.
PEEPING TEACHER—a fictional story about a very real facet of society.
Ann Davis hated to get up in the morning, but a job was a job and she forced herself out of the warm sandwich of the bedsheets. Running to the bathroom, her tits bounced heavily on her chest, her nipples puckered and hardened from the cool air of the room.
The first thing she did was turn the hot water on in the shower until the whole room was filled with steam. She looked at herself in the mirror, and before the steam obliterated the view, she looked at her long, brown hair hanging tangled over her shoulders. She always thought she looked like a wild woman when she woke up in the morning, and she sort of liked the look. Leaning toward the mirror, she examined her face.
There was no doubt that the lines of age were beginning to show. Ann was thirty-two, and she looked terrific, but those little lines around her eyes and mouth showed that she was no longer a young chick. She didn’t mind looking her age, though. She knew that wisdom was only acquired with the years.
Just before the mirror became clouded over, she noticed that her nipples were once more soft and as big as silver dollars.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number SE-1006 in the original publications (a duplicate).