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“Good Morning Madam” – Sibi and Sanoja wished very politely as they walked through the corridor. They were extra polite as the person whom they wished to was none other than perhaps one of the most charming and cheerful lady on earth – their teacher – SREEJA NATHAN.Sreeja was a school teacher , teaching in one of the famous convent, co-education schools of Thiruvananthpuram.Blessed with a very beautiful, charming and cheerful personality, Sreeja was the favourite of all her students. She used to teach English till the students of 6th Standard, but was even remembered by the students when they rose up to higher classes due to her extremely friendly and polite nature, natural smiling face and of course, a very beautiful personality coupled with typical South Indian charming looks.“Good Morning Girls, how are you.?”. Looking fresh and good. And feeling free after your examinations. Am I right? The girls laughed – Yes Madam, after we meet you, our day is fresh and good. How are you madam?”Sreeja (laughed gently)– I am fine. So my girls are growing and now pampering me.Sanoja – No Madam No, not at all. We donot pamper you, we are jealous of you.(Sanoja burst with laughter)Sreeja (Keeping a finger on her chest and pointing towards herself) – Jealous of me. Why, come on?Both the girls remarked together – We wish we were as beautiful as you are, madam. And they shared laughter with Sreeja.- But madam we would have not been teaching like you.Sreeja – Oho then what? Sibi – We would have been top heroines of Malayalam Cinema. Madam you really have that personality.And all of them shared a good day laughter.Sreeja – OK girls, bye for now I also have some work in staff room.Sreeja walked in a confident manner holding her purse and polyethene bag, straight towards the staff room with her tall stature and extremely impressive and attractive curvy figure. Her beautiful body was well draped by a saree of light cream colour base in raw silk with small red colour dots and design all over and pallu of matching red and golden stripes, a cream colour petticoat well hidden beneath her saree and binding her saree pleats and matching cream colour blouse with red border and she looked dazzling and stunning in this combination. Her blouse struggled against her massive boobs and got some support from her white brassiere, worn and carefully strapped and well located along her breasts. But her light colour blouse could well delineate her bra. She wore white sandals in her fleshy, soft feet. All of a sudden something came into her mind and she decided to go to the opposite side towards the section where 11th standard science students’ classes were held. The natural smile on her face widened a bit and she turned her direction of walking. As she entered the corridor, she saw a few students (both boys and girls) standing in front of the chemistry lab and discussing something. Actually second terminal exams (before the Christmas holidays) were over and only practicals were left, so students were a bit relaxed. Her eyes kept on searching till she saw a tall handsome boy coming out of chemistry lab and sitting along on one bench. He was looking happy and had started reading a book. As he was busy and absorbed in his book, Sreeja stood in front of him, smiling and observing his keenness.All of a sudden, the boy raised his eyes and surprisingly stood up. – “Good Morning Madam, err _ _ _ when did you come.(He bowed down to touch her feet).Sreeja – Aah, Aah, its OK. Good Morning Anil,. How are you?. How were your exams? And yes after how many days , we are meeting.(she smiled).Anil – Very good madam. I fared well and now practicals are going fine too.We are meeting after twenty five days.Sreeja – Good. So my boy is very busy nowadays. I am very happy that you are going well in studies.Anil (Lowered his eyes) – But Madam. _ _ _ _ actually _ _ _ _ well Sreeja – what’s the matter Anil? Why you re so hesitant? Speak up.Anil (in a bit sad tone) – I miss you a lot. We are in same school, but still cannot meet for days.Sreeja (in a very affectionate and pleasing tone which really touched Anil) – Yes Anil I understand. Even I miss you too. Don’t worry. Now are you feeling a bit free. And what is your programme for vacation starting after ten days?Anil – Madam I am not going home. After practicals I intend to attend classes for coaching in Engineering entrance.And spend the remaining time here only.Are you going somewhere out?Sreeja- No Anil. I had a plan to go to Calicut to my relatives, but now only my mother shall go.Anil – Oh Sorry madam. I forgot to ask. How is Auntie (he meant Sreeja’s mother).Sreeja – Yeah, she is fine.How are your parents in Delhi.Anil – They are fine. We occasionally exchange letters and mail.As I am not going home, they wanted to visit me,but my father has to go out of Delhi for official tours. So we will meet in next vacation only.Sreeja- No problem. We will spend sometime. And yes Anil please don’t hesitate to ask for any help or so, you require. Whenever you are lonely or free please come to me. After all you have been my most favourite and liked student.Saying this she patted on his cheek – Aah, well I can see you are shaving now. My boy is growing up young and handsome.Anil now you are taller than me. Well I think you should not touch my feet.You should stand by me and shake hands. (And she laughed seeing Anil’s face becoming red with a blush).Anil (a bit shyly) - Well Madam, you are also a favourite teacher of all students.I will definitely meet you after exams.Madam I have a request. Can we have lunch together in the canteen outside the school today. Sreeja – oh, yes Anil why not. I will be very happy. I will finish off my work in the staff room and come.And along with her affectionate, sweet tone, she passed a very gentle loving kiss on Anil’s forehead and almost hugged him.After she left Anil was delighted and excited. Sreeja had been the woman of his dreams right from child hood when he entered second standard. From the first day itself Sreeja who was then 27 year old, had been very loving and affectionate to him as she found him very cute , pretty , hardworking and loving student. Anil too was attracted towards this pretty, beautiful and loving teacher, who adored him like anything.Anil felt his heart throbbing at the thought of Sreeja’s company. He dreamt her in all possible ways. He fantasized her as his mother, an elder girl friend and a woman whom he would like to enter into physical relations too. Entering his young, adolescent age, 16 year old Anil had made love with Sreeja in his fantasies many times. He had masterbated imagining her a lot. He thought of her as a complete woman of her life, of whom he would touch the feet and like to fuck too.In short he loved her very much. Anil was a Punjabi boy, who stayed in Thiruvananthapuram due to his schooling and although previously he was in students’ hostel, he had recently taken an independent room near Thampanoor (railway station area) and was enjoying his studies and stay in Kerala. Although he had otherwise a lot of attraction towards Kerala and even Malayalam channels, Sreeja was a great source of attraction towards him who had bound him to study in this school, despite his parents wanting him to come back to Delhi. Anil was a tall, strong boy good in studies and sports too. Due to his handsome looks and cheerful nature many girls were attracted towards him, but he kept a distance and was quite introvert.For him girls or women meant only Sreeja. Anil got very excited today after receiving a lovely kiss and hug from Sreeja.He started waiting for the time for Lunch.But his thought were disturbed by a crude voice. She was none other than but fat, dark girl Reshma his classmate. She was after him like anything. – Anil how are you.Anil (With a deep sigh) – ok . And he stood up to walk away from her.Reshma – Anil where are you going. Anil (in a bit angry tone) – Well so far I was in heavens. Now it seems hell is approaching me.Reshma (ignoring his words) – you are looking handsome today.Anil – How I am just wearing school uniform. What’s special.Reshma – Oh no you are. Anil what was Sreeja Madam talking to you. And she hugged you and she _ _ _ _.Anil – Reshma none of your business. May I go now.And he got up and started walking towards the staff room.He knew where he could meet Sreeja.In the meanwhile Sreeja had entered the staff room and after greeting her colleagues, from where she got partial response, she sat on her sit and opened few notebooks for checking.Sreeja was a tall beautiful lady, with an extremely impressive personality containing all features of a typical malayali woman, including her hair style. At the age of 36, she stood with a tall figure of 5 feet and seven inches, with very fine and evoking womanly assets of 38-29-36.Her waist had developed little fat on all sides, which made her belly very attractive and sexy from all fronts, which became even more curvy due to development of tyres like curves on both sides.Sreeja had a clear & clean complexion, which was more or less fair and her fair chest was gifted with two round boobs like two moons which anybody would like to climb upon or call them two beautiful pillows where anybody would like to rest upon. Her breasts were terminated by two big brown nipples backed by very prominent aureola.By reaching the middle age, her swaying boobs had developed a little sag but that only added more beauty to them.She was careful in wearing saree (that is what she wore all the time) but owing to her tall figure, a lot of her curvy waist remained unexposed along with the round navel falling three inches above her saree waistline, which appeared like a black spot on her clear, slightly protruding stomach or belly and enhanced her sexiness. Her round navel was no less then a beauty mark.Sreeja did not like sleevless blouses and always wore normal fitting blouse buttoned at the front. But her blouse had to combat with her projected heavy pillows and could partially (80%) succeed in covering them. Some portion of her breastline and popping, big, gracious, boobs remained unexposed, even when her blouse got some support from her brassiere.Her curvy waist stood firm on her ass which contained two massive round globes i.e. buttocks.She had tall, fair very creamy and healthy legs supporting her giant robust figure. Sreeja was tall, wide and dazzling woman. Her hair were long, black and fell near to her big ass, and they were tied up loose, like most of the typical malayali women. When she wore silk saree, words could not describe her beauty.Her silky, healthy and meaty arms were another addition to her sexuality.Her blouse always exposed some portion of her back too.Her smiling, beautiful face was decorated with two sensuous lips on which Sreeja usually applied red lipstick, although she never applied heavy make-ups on her face, otherwise.She possessed a pair of thick, creamy and healthy, hairless legs, which terminated just below her round ass globes and posed her tight, little hairy cunt decorated with two pink pussy lips.But as it many times happens, smiling faces have a sad background too. For Sreeja too, all was not green either in school or personal life. Sreeja got married around nine years ago and her marriage lasted barely for one year.She got married to one K.Nathan who was a government employee. Although Nathan was not a bad person at heart, he used to drink a lot, which even Sreeja came to know after marriage only. She tried to remove this habit of his, by showering all love and affection but of no use. Nathan who otherwise was a cool guy, used to lose temper if anybody stopped him from drinking. One day Sreeja was sitting in the Balcony of her house, when she heard a loud noise. Nathan was brought home dead.He was killed in an accident after his bike got hit against a truck. And it was not the fault of truck driver. Nathan was drunk heavily.Sreeja was no doubt shocked. But she took it with courage and very soon back in herself, with the bad happenings buried in her memory.She lived with her mother in Vazuthacaud. Her mother Mrs Ponnamma was an old retired school teacher herself. Sreeja had inherited her pleasant and smiling nature from her mother only.Despite the tragedy in her only daughter’s (rather child) life, Mrs.Ponnamma always kept smiling herself and made others smile too (She was a true replica and somewhat look alike of the famous actress Kaviyur Ponnamma, a very respected actress and mother figure of Malayalam cinema).She only had taught her daughter to live life and take all laughingly.Both mother and daughter were leading a normal happy go way life. In school, also a friendly , beautiful and cheerful Sreeja had to face all kinds of people.She was indeed liked by many of her colleagues as she was friendly and helpful to all. But she had to face the envy of certain teachers too who did not like her being more famous among students and her good name in the school, as an excellent student friendly teacher.And the person who headed this group was none other than one of the most unfriendly personalities of this world, Mrs Ranjini Thomas the 47 year old Principal of the school.Not only she was over strict and rude to the students, she also did not like this idea that students should admire Sreeja too much.She had some kind of fault finding attitude and many teachers were not happy with her. But school was running well due to its strong and affluent management, type of education, name and facilties.There was another problem faced by many teachers and students too. The school had five or six peons and head of them was none other than Baburaj, who was no less than a Babu, being a favourite of the Principal Ms.Ranjini.Not only he used to misbehave with students sometimes, he never cared for any other teacher too and had no sense of decency to talk to the lady teachers, who very often had to shirk off his stupidities, owing to the fear of Principal madam. Not only that he was very often drunk even during school hours and seldom cared for any work, which had to be handled by other peons and guards. 41 year old Baburaj had married and divorced thrice as he was very torturous to his wives and no less than a beast in treating them. He very often use to pass erotic and dirty comments to teachers too and tried to talk to them in double meaning language. Teachers had no option but to ignore. And his assistant in all his activities was another peon called Chako.He was no less in his mannerisms and was always upto mischiefs. Baburaj was a peon just in name. He had a big ancestral house and some side business although of not very high profile, but he could make a lot of money.His house no way looked like that of a peon and stood aloof in a locality near school, surrounded by coconut trees. He lived more or less alone with one or two part time maid servants and frequently brought girls and women to his house.The houses in his neighbourhood were bit separated and people did not know much about him.[One incident which some of the teachers and students remembered was when a junior, young and new teacher of science Sajithawas passing through the school compound. Baburaj passed an illicit remarks – wow Chacko see our school contains all sexy teachers.All should work in Malayalam sex films and _ _ _ _ before he could say anything further Sajitha stopped.Sajitha– Mind your language and stay in your limits.Baburaj took out his whisky bottle and had a sip – Hey you new teacher. Donot talk too much. (then he changed expressions) Come on be friends.Would you like to eat an apple. I have one with me. (and he started taking bite) – aah, you already have two apples on your chest.Ha ha haSajitha was furious. She said – come to principal madam.And she gathered few more students and teachers. But he held her hand and threatened – here nobody will support you, my love.And Sajitha found everybody’s head hanging down. “Shame, Shame – she remarked- all of you must die in shame.Baburaj made a big, shameless laugh – Baby cool it. I told you.they won’t do anything. OK, Now come on you eat my banana and I will eat your apples.See they are moving in your kameez.Sajitha understood the double meaning and angrily rushed towards the Principal madam’s room. After some time people could see Sajitha coming out in tears. Everybody could guess that in turn she was scolded by the Principal who must have sided Baburaj.In fact some old teachers had even given hints of illicit relations of Baburaj with Ms.Ranjini Thomas.And yes he indeed had. Baburaj had illicit relations with the Principal and no doubt why he received all covers and protection from her. Baburaj also favoured her different other ways in her personal life.But this was not enough and all. Baburaj and Chacko had a special evil eye on Sreeja, who was the most beautiful in the lot.He never escaped from passing comments on her too, although she always ignored. However once or twice when limits crossed, she scolded him too. In fact it was a matter of surprise for others too, as pleasant lady like Sreeja seldom scolded anyone, but Baburaj had crossed limits. He had started his typical double meaning language and his another bad habit was that he always stared at the breasts of women, while talking to them, with a great lust and scornful eyes, to the extent that the women could feel embarassed. Sreeja was no exception in this case. He had special admiration for her round , firm , swaying and massive boobs. Once on children’s day it so happened that Sreeja was dressed specially in a Yellow and maroon brocade silk saree with hand woven embroidery and rich designer pallu along with matching maroon coloured blouse and looked no less than a bride.Baburaj passed by her and said – Wow madam it seems you are getting married again today.Sreeja – Baburaj, better keep quiet.Baburaj – How can I keep quiet my dear, after watching your massive pillows.Any way, your blouse is always overloaded.And what about your bra?Sreeja – Today I am going to do what I have never done in this school so far. And Baburaj received a slap from Sreeja.He was furious.Baburaj – How dare you, you bloody _ _ _ _Sreeja (interfering) – Mind your language and dirty actions and get lost. You can gop and complain to the principal madam.Baburaj – No, No my dear. I will avenge this slap very soon. I will catch hold of you, tear of all your clothes and fuck, like a whore.