ms. eleanor

MS. ELEANOR MACARTHUR

A Tail of Tale of Universal, or Private, Interest

By Izzy Ess of Inverness

Ms. Eleanor MacArthur taught the grade eight students at McNeely Elementary, on Harvard Street, in Brookline, Massachusetts.  She herself was educated in an all-girls Catholic system for elementary and secondary schools, as well as College at Ste. Mary’s, also an all-girl’s institution.  There had been no real contact with the Catholic Boys of St. Bonaventure College, an all-boys school not half a mile away from Ste. Mary’s.  There were a lot of clandestine interchanges twixt the girls and boys, but Eleanor would have no part of it because she felt it would be evil.  Her catechism classes were no help as they were run by dried up nuns who hated men.  She was devoutly so committed to the life style of a Catholic single woman that her kith and kin were certain she’d become a nun.  She almost did, but somehow made the decision to start to socialize by taking her Certificate in Teaching at a co-ed College right in Boston, Hill Street College.  There were boys in all her classes in the basic subjects she’d be teaching but there seemed to be no real encouragement to make a date with one of them.  Instead, she hung out with the girls and went to restaurants and old cafes with groups of six or seven female classmates, which seemed to keep the boys at bay.  She stayed at home throughout this time and didn’t dare to get her own apartment for fear of running wild.  Her fantasies of men were vivid and imaginative.  She pictured herself in great big orgies and quite naked.  And, she did imagine sex with boys and girls which would leave her red and sweating when she awoke.  She started masturbating under her bed covers and tried to keep it quiet so her parents wouldn’t know.  Her parents were devout and Catholic and felt their daughter’s isolation from the men was just OK with them.  The MacArthurs were surprised when she chose teaching college over Convents, which her parents had encouraged.  Ms. Eleanor was an only child and she had understood that her parents didn’t make love except that once when she was conceived.  Ellie’s catechism preached this: no sex unless it is within a marriage and that was only for begetting.  Sex for fun was strictly out of bounds for all MacArthurs, as was strongly emphasized throughout her life.

A teaching certificate in hand, she got a job in Brookline’s Public Elementary School System at the Conan Brightly School on Richard Street.  Her classes were mixed boys and girls about the age of thirteen.  She soon realized that most of her students had already had some sexual experiences.  Some girls had even been expelled because of pregnancy, a policy that had been in place, forever, or at least since Brightly had been built just after WWII to catch the post-war baby boom.  It was the year two thousand and the baby boomers had moved through and were the 50 year olds of the large community in Brookline.  The classes had the children of the baby boomers who were moving through the system as the school enrollment was falling off.

Ms. Ellie’s classes were no more than fifteen at the time she got her job.  The Brookline Board of Education made their printed Curriculums extremely detailed and were specific for each subject, supplying books that had to be read and taught and exactly which chapters of each book that must be emphasized.  For all ten subjects, English Literature, English Composition, Physics, Chemistry, Algebra, Trigonometry, Geometry, French Literature, French Composition and Health, there were specifics that were obligatory with specific chapters and homework assignments that were indicated.  Ms. Eleanor could see no difficulty with fulfillment of her assignments and subjects, except for Health.  In her own education she had excelled in all the other subjects and was confident of her ability to teach them.  But, Health required her to teach detailed Sex Education with which she’d had no experience, whatsoever, not personally or professionally.  She perused the Health Texts which included chapters on Sex Education for eighth graders.  The pictures were explicit and included Kama Sutra and Japanese Woodcut positions for sexual union which she’d never seen or experienced.  She studied this before her classes had begun and decided that she was confident enough to pull it off.  During her first year of teaching all went well.  She even had a fellow male teacher who seemed interested in her, especially when he was told she was a virgin.  Though they talked at length in the teacher’s lounge and at nearby cafes, there was no contact, touching or titillating conversation, yet.  She hesitated to tell him of her fears of teaching Health, but in their second year together she confessed to him that she had no experience at all with sex and was indeed an untouched virgin except for her own manipulation under her covers, at night.  Their conversations started having sexual overtones and this was interesting to them both, because the shy and lonely teacher she had picked had never dated by virtue of the same inhibitions imposed by a strict Catholic upbringing by two very strict parents who had had only made love once and that was when he was conceived.  Eleanor MacArthur and Clarence O’Reilly seemed to be a match made in Heaven.  As they talked now more openly about their limited experiences with their bodies, they would giggle.  They became extremely close friends with full appreciation of the sexual problems they would have to face.  Despite the intimacy they achieved, they didn’t touch each other, yet.  What did help was having to both learn how to be more confident about all they’d learned from the explicit Health Texts that had to be taught without being nervous about the whole subject.

Actually, teaching Health went well for both Eleanor and Clarence.  They were a handsome couple and figured everyone assumed that they were having sex.  In cafes they sometimes held each other’s hand under the table or touched each other’s knees, but that was it for physical stuff.  Both had wild sexual fantasies and frequently awoke before they had an orgasm.  Rarely did they touch themselves and finish off the job.  Their discussions showed them how to pull it off without revealing that they were not speaking from experience.  They did appreciate each other’s candor and each other’s willingness to openly discuss their difficulties teaching something that was so brand new to both of them.

The trouble started with William Williams, transfer student from Chicago, Illinois, to Ms. Ellie’s class.  Billbill, as he was called, was seventeen, about five years older than the oldest class-mate that he had.  Billbill was tall and muscular and could have been the star of any basketball team, had he ever tried out.  Billbill had been in juvenile delinquency court almost every year and had been institionalized for mental illness several times when he attempted to murder one class-mate who was taunting him.  Billbill could have also been a lineman for a football team.  He towered above Ms. Eleanor by more than a foot.  The report that came with him was that he was aggressive sexually and physically, often fighting with his class-mates and often being taunted for his dark skin and facial features which were like an ape with heavy eye-brows and a wide neck, with long hairy arms and big feet.  In class, it was reported that he often zipped open his fly and let his huge penis hang out under his desk so that those in close proximity could see his private part but it was hidden from the teacher.  He was older than all the rest of his class-mates by virtue of his having missed a lot of school with truancy and juvenile delinquent homes and institutions.  He was known to beat someone up and then stand over him, beating on his chest, gorilla style, and screaming loudly all the while.  He might as well have been the feared King Kong of movie fame.

Eleanor and Clarence read Billbill’s file together.  It was decide to place him in Ms. Ellie’s class because she had the reputation for quiet discipline and class leadership.  It was felt by the principal and his vice-principal that William William would have a chance for success in Eleanor’s class but might not fit well elsewhere.  Clarence had a reputation for being weak in class and had had some trouble with some trouble-makers in the past.  On the other hand, Ms. Eleanor had already established that she could control the most unruly students in Grade Eight.

Billbill was given a seat in the front row of Ms. Ellie’s class, sitting awkwardly about a yard in front of his teacher.  He hardly fit his desk because of his great size.  Eleanor had already arranged to get one of the bigger desks from a Grade Twelve Class where many varsity football players attended classes.  Ellie was pleasantly surprised to find that he would smile at her, especially if she smiled at him.  She noticed that he often placed a hand beneath his desk to place it on his zipper fly.  She oft suspected that his fly was open and he was fondling himself or showing off his penile size to his class-mates.  Ms. Eleanor then re-arranged the placement of the girls so as not to have one in close proximity to William’s desk and groin.

All in all, initially, there didn’t seem to be a major problem with Billbill.  Ms. Ellie noticed that he was quick to offer answers of her questions and that his knowledge base was excellent.  She also discovered that he was good at Math and Science; he handled Geometry, Algebra and Trigonometry extremely well.  He became the one that would linger after class to ask some very pointed questions about whatever lesson she was teaching.  She enjoyed the challenge and was finding that she liked this young man, very much.  Her growing thought was that he had been badly treated by some teachers in the past and that her kindness was unusual for him.  She found, in fact, that he was altogether quite attractive, quietly quite charming and not as frightening to be around as some of his reports had indicated.  Despite the fact that he was seventeen and she was twenty-eight, there quickly was a bond established that surprised the both of them, apparently.

About six months went by and all was going well with Billbill and Ms. Eleanor MacArthur.  On afternoon he asked if she had extra time to spend with him to check out an alternate proof to the Pythagorean Theorum about right angled triangles.  Billbill had already shown abilities to learn the standard textbook proofs for all the Euclid theories in the first chapter of his geometry text book.  An alternate proof to Theorem XII, concerning the relationships of squares on all the sides, was apparently fascinating to him, as it was to her.  Billbill had found the Aldous Huxley short story, “Young Archimedes,” which contained a paragraph about a way to prove that the square on the hypotenuse of a right angled triangle was equal to the sum of the squares on the other two sides.  The story was a poignant one about a misunderstood genius, aged eight, who could attract young girls for kissing by just drawing figures in the wet sand of an Italian villa near the Adriatic Sea.  Bill had drawn the figure from the words but wasn’t sure about its accuracy.  By this time, Eleanor anticipated being comfortable with Billbill alone and after class and said, “OK,” to his request.  At 3:00 pm, the buzzer rang to end the classes for the day.  Everyone filed out the door and left Bill at his desk in front of Ellie.  She said, “I need a minute, Bill, to check some things and then I can spend time with you.”  She checked two papers that were on her desk and made decisions about grades for these before she looked at Billbill who had his hand beneath the desk and had the schmaltziest grin upon his face.  Ms. Ellie smiled quite reflexly and got up from behind her desk to get beside William’s desk to see the paper he had prepared for her.  For the first time she took a glance at Billbill’s hand beneath his desk and noticed that his fly was open and his huge erection was in evidence.  She smiled and asked, “Are you sure you want to do what you are doing underneath your desk or shall I turn away so you can re-adjust your clothing?”  Bill looked disappointed while he struggled to replace his huge erection into his fly so he could zip it up.  His distress was evident.

Ellie was surprised at what she said in reaction to his discomfort.  “Bill, would you like me to help you?”  Bill relaxed and leaned back a bit so Ms. Eleanor could help him.  She leaned over and gently grabbed his huge erection and she tried to push it back inside his trousers.  It wouldn’t fit.  She knew she didn’t want to hurt him, so she said, “Bill, is there a way to get your member softer and smaller so that it can be placed back in your trousers?  And, would you like me to turn around so that you can accomplish this task of putting back thingy in your pants?”  Billbill smiled and said, “No, Ms. Eleanor, you don’t have to turn around.  I could use your help.”  “How?” she asked.  Billbill quietyly requested, “If you could see your way to helping me ejaculate, it would mean a lot to me.  OK?”  “OK Billy, but just this once.  I don’t want this to be a frequent occurance.  I am surprised at you.  I thought we had an understanding that you would behave.  Has something happened to our relationship?”  “Yes, my darling Eleanor.  I’m afraid I’ve fallen for you.  You have been the kindest teacher that I’ve ever had.  And, also, you are by far the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

Ms. Ellie wasn’t sure about what to do, but she also noticed that she liked this ape of a man a lot.  He was intelligent and diligent and responded favourably to her teaching efforts.  She didn’t want that to change.  However, she became aware that she really didn’t know what to do about Bill’s huge erection.  She had not ever experienced such openness and exposure to man.  She decided to ask her friendly student what to do.  “Bill, what exactly do you want me to do.  Please, Bill, I have no hands experience about sex.  Any help you can give me, I would appreciate, so long as you don’t want to have sex all the time with me.”  Billbill understood immediately what was the problem.  He stood up and towered over Ellie and he kissed her tenderly on the lips.  She responded and kissed his luscious lips with responsiveness that was a big surprise to her.  Billbill felt her ample breasts with the hard nipples that she had developed instantly.  Then he reached down to her skirt and lifted it.  He pulled her panties down around her ankles.  He turned her so that her derriere was pointing at his groin and asked her to bend over and touch her finger to the floor.  She complied and felt him at her derriere.  Slowly, he slid his huge erection into her vagina, feeling first a resistance and then a give.  Her inside chamber was quite lubricated and it accepted Bill’s huge member right up to the hilt.  Ms. Ellie was astounded that she felt so wonderfully fulfilled.  She leaned against him as he started thrusting.  He reached his giant hand around her hips and massaged her hard clitoris.  She could feel excitement rising from her groin up to her brain.  And then, she saw bright lights as she reached her first of many orgasms.  Bill began to grunt and push his penis into her with renewed vigour and Ellie did respond with vigour of her own.  Bill screamed and filled her vagina with his semen, the warmth of which she found delicious.  When her orgasms settled down, she turned and took his now limp penis in her mouth and licked it clean.  Bill responded by lifting her up to his shoulders while putting his face into her private parts.  He licked her clean and she started having more orgasms.  She noticed that his softness was not so soft anymore and held his penis in her hands and stroked it gently.  Bill responded and again had quite a huge erection.  “May I?” she asked.  “Of course, my darling Ellie.  You may!”  Ellie took his member down her throat and started tonguing it.  Bill responded with another wad of semen deposited deep within her throat.  Ellie swallowed enthusiastically, licking her lips to show that she really liked the taste and warmth of his ejaculate.

Clarence was scheduled to pick up Ellie for a pleasant evening of dinner and intimate conversation.  He surprised the naked couple as they were copulating on the floor behind Bill’s desk.  All of them tried not to scream but couldn’t help themselves.  Security showed up and found Ms. Ellie and her student, Billbill, naked and Clarence standing with a shocked look on his face.  No one seemed to know exactly what to do.  Eleanor got up and quickly dressed and William followed suit.  Clarence sat on Ellie’s desk, still in shock.  Security Guard, Albert Blunt, made some notes and indicated that the school day was long over and that everyone needed to vacate the classroom and the school.  Once outside, Clarence started coming back to life.  He led the way to Conrad’s Gourmet Café where the trio, wordlessly, sat down at a cozy corner table and ordered cappuccinos and buttered warm croissants.

As they ate and drank, Clarence shrugged his shoulders and asked, “What’s happening?”  He added, “Ellie, I thought that were very good friends and you might be saving yourself for me.”  And then he said, more seriously, “Your actions with your student might get you fired, my dear.  And, further, it might get your student, Bill, expelled.  The guard wrote everything he saw and will have to make a full report.  You might be cooked, my dear, and so might I.”  Ellie had a bright idea.  “Why don’t we seek out Albert Blunt and try and change his mind about reporting what he saw.  No one else was there but him and the three of us.  Whaddya say?”  The men agreed.  Clarence paid the tab and the trio went to seek out Albert Blunt.  Blunt was sitting, alone, in the teacher’s lounge and locker room, where they found him writing a report on what he’d seen.  Ellie made a quick decision.  She reached for his report and grabbed it, tearing it to pieces.  Then she got undressed and offered him her body in exchange for keeping everything between them and not writing a report.  Albert smiled and said, “I am a homosexual and her body doesn’t do a thing for me, although, I do admit that it is tempting.”  Billbill took his clothes off and he offered Albert his big derriere.  “How about my ass, you fag?  I’ve serviced many guards like you, before.  I might as well service you, if you’re amenable to keeping everything hushed up.”  Albert brightened up.  “I’ll take the deal for silence if you give me a big blow job, now, and anytime I want it in the future.”  “No deal!” said Billbill.  Clarence got undressed and said, “I’ll make that deal with you if you reciprocate and service me whenever I do it to you.”  “Deal!” declared Albert as he stripped off his clothes.  “I write that all of you had screamed when you had seen a mouse that scurried through your classroom, eh?”  “Deal!” said Ellie, Billbill and their Clarence as all of them stood naked, shaking hands to seal the deal.  Clarence and Albert paired off as did Ellie and Billbill.  Services were rendered, all around as smiles broke out and grunting filled the air with pleasures that were universal.

Two years went by.  Ellie and her lover, Billbill dated frequently while Arthur and Clarence serviced each other at every opportunity.  No report of sexual misbehaviour was ever filed. The mouse report was duly submitted, and all was kosher with the school board, who hired exterminators to flush out an imaginary mouse, successfully, apparently.  Billbill did so well in High School, that he qualified for Medical School at Harvard with a generous bursary to cover books, supplies, nice clothing and the steep tuition fees.  Ellie and Billbill moved in together in a condominium in Brookline and made two handsome baby girls with café-au-lait coloured skin.  Clarence and Arthur moved into an apartment in Boston and adopted twin Chinese boys.  About two years later, Clarence married Arthur and Eleanor married William in double civil ceremonies with all four children as ring bearers.  They all lived happily ever after and frequently got together for BBQs on weekends for the New England Patriot Football games, the Boston Celtics Basketball games and the Boston Bruins Hockey games.

William became a Gynecologist and a Professor at the Harvard School of Medicine.

Clarence advanced to be a Principal of his old High School and then a Superintendent.

Arthur retired when he was 65 and stayed home to do the housekeeping and babysitting for his mate and children.

My name is Eleanor.  I wrote this story for my blog on Google’s Blogger.  A publisher has contacted me and asked if I would get my blogs together for a book.  He said there’s every reason to believe it would be a best seller.  I retired from teaching when my honey, Billbill started making lots of dough.  My blog caught on immediately.  People seemed to like my stories about getting laid and finally experiencing some sex.  Often, in the evening with our growing family, (we’re up to six, these days,) we reminisce about the past and make plans for the future.  Often my daily blogs come out of these evening’s pleasant conversations.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

September 7, 2013