Kindergarden glimpses
There was a time when I was unemployed for a while and I offered to help out at the local kinder. I would perform all the odd jobs and even help out with the little tots from time to time.
There were two full time carers or kinder teachers who were young in the mid to late twenties, good looking so I would often flirt with them a bit.
In the summer they liked to wear dresses and skirts a lot, despite the fact that this form of dress could be a little inappropriate for all the climbing and playing they did with the children, nevertheless, they adopted this dress code as in the heat it was more comfortable and women didn’t really wear shorts to work in those days.
All the furniture there is designed for the children, that means it is small and low down. The teachers, Tess and Pat would have no choice but to use the chairs when sitting and talking to the kids.
There was a lot of storytelling and role playing and so they would often be sitting in front of the kids. Sitting in a short skirt on a low chair can be a little difficult to maintain one’s modesty but they did a good job keeping their legs together. But there would always be times when in the heat of the moment and getting passionately into the story they forgot themselves and adopting a more comfortable pose their knees would open up.
There were a couple of occasions when Tess was seated and her legs opened up. I just happened to be around and conveniently walked behind the class to see her appealing position with her open legs. I was greeted to a beautiful glimpse of her lily-white panties.
Another occasion occurred when she was hanging some of the kids art from the rafters. She need to climb up the ladder. Being a little nervous of climbing up thre rickety ladder I offered to hold it for her. I should really have gone up myself to hang the arts and crafts up, but she had other ideas.
Anyway, trying to look away so as not to appear as more of a perve than I am, I kept an awareness of where she was at and how she was positioned. When she was at the top and engrossed in attaching the art work to the rafter I took a quick clandestine peek. I was gifted with a view up her skirt, full bum and crotch in her light-blue panties. I was about to look away afraid she might catch me staring when she twisted and presented me with an even more sexy shot of her panty-covered mound, which I am sure appeared darker from her pussy hair hiding behind the thin delicate material.
It was only a glimpse but the recollection has remained with me ever since.
Of course, mums often come in to assist with reading to the children at lunch time to give Tes and Pat a break. They would come dressed in all manner of items, pants, leggings, but also occasionally a skirt. Many of these mums are usually pretty young themselves, and not a few of them are extremely well presented, there are ample opportunities to catch a sexy glimpse of tits or up their skirt.
I definitely did see quite a few white, pink and other coloured panties or thongs being sported by a young sexy mum, unbeknownst to her.
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