[Lucky_doug]

It’s amazing how many of us guys got into up-skirting at school.

Yes, there were our peers, the female students whose frequently got to see up their skirts or dresses. But this was no way nearly as exciting and arousing, yes arousing, as seeing up one of our female teachers’ skirts and getting to see their flesh or even, shudder, horror, glee, their panties.

Admittedly, it did not happen that often, but when it did, it was well worth the wait. Come on, ‘fess up, we all had a crush on a teacher. My favourite was a pretty dark-haired lass, Miss W who taught, yes, Biology, seriously. It was in her class that she taught us sex education. Very clinical and scientific but sex-Ed nonetheless.

She was a strict disciplinarian and would not let us enter the lab until we were all lined up outside standing straight and quiet. Our lab was upstairs so we would line up along the staircase. She would then proceed to climb the sta checking on us. Many of us would be checking on her too. She was pretty, as I have said, she had a good body too and great legs, so of co she frequently wore skirts to show them off.

I was not averse to taking risks and at every opportunity I would try to steal a surreptitious glimpse up her skirt. I soon learnt that using a little mirror, from a woman’s compact was a much better method in getting to see her charms. I remember seeing her panties on at least two occasions in this way. The first time she was wearing navy blue knickers, on the other time she was sporting white lacy panties. I dwelt a little too long enjoying the view and nearly got caught.

On another occasion I she saw me crouching down and suspected me. She sent me out the class for the duration of the lesson, calling me back after dismissing all my classmates. She was very good about the whole thing and with a smile and a smirk told me to be a good boy and try not to get into trouble, if you know what I mean.

She once asked me over to do some work in her garden and she was wearing these incredible yellow shorts which showed off he dynamite legs.

She ended up leaving to go and get married six months later. But I remember her to this day.

The school has build on two levels and there was a major staircase we used to go upstairs. I was a frequent user of this staircase especially when going to lessons abide following a teacher to class. I must have notched up quite a few sightings in this way. Most teachers wore the standard white cotton panties in those days. Some of the more ‘professional’ ones would also wear stockings with a suspender belt. Succeeding in gaining such a sighting was always a major victory.

I must admit I have fond memories of my school days and not an insignificant reason is due to the upskirts I saw from time to time.

Wishing the younger generation every success in their endeavours.