Young Sam

by S1var7

 

The morning Sam's parents left, his mom gave him his instructions. First, "Be good, and do whatever Mrs. Gray tells you to do." Second she gave him the spare key and told him to come by the house with Mrs. Gray every day or two to pick up the mail. Finally, so that he wouldn't have to carry his suitcase to school, she promised to pack it and leave it by the door before she left. With that, she kissed Sam goodbye and he headed off to school.

Sam wondered what it would be like to live with Mrs. Gray, Beth and Heidi for an entire week. Would they be nice? Would it be weird? Where would he sleep? Would Heidi maybe like him more…or would she just ignore him while he was there?

Sam sat in the desk behind Heidi at school. Even though Sam thought she was very pretty and had a sort of crush on her, he never could seem to bring himself to talk with her. She would occasionally turn around and chat with him or tell him a joke or a piece of gossip, and a few times she had even handed him notes, but Sam was very shy and never seemed to know quite how to respond to her. Nevertheless, he was glad to receive her occasional attention and was very happy to sit behind her in class.

Part of the reason Sam liked sitting behind Heidi was that on certain days, when Heidi would wear a shorter top with her jeans or pants, when she leaned forward over her desk to read or write, Sam could sometimes look down the back of her pants to see the top of her underwear – and that got Sam very excited. Part of him was excited about seeing something he knew he wasn't meant to see. Part of it was the thrill of wondering whether anyone might see him looking – staring even – at Heidi's panties. And part of it, Sam couldn't quite figure out…he just knew he liked it.

Over the course of the year, Sam was amazed to discover the wide variety of panties Heidi must have had in her underwear drawer. While Sam simply put on his 'tightie-whities' his mom bought for him, he had caught glimpses of Heidi wearing a veritable rainbow of panties – pink panties, white panties, blue panties, red panties, black panties, peach panties, yellow panties, green panties, and on and on.

And that wasn't even counting the patterned panties she wore – flowery panties, polka dotted panties, striped panties, panties with little teddy bears on them, and Sam's favorite, pink panties with little red hearts on them.

One consistent element of Heidi's panties, at least as far as Sam could tell, they were all made of a bright satin material, and although a few had lace around the top, most of them looked like they had some sort of 'V' stitching around the waistband.

This day, Heidi bounced into her desk and immediately turned to face Sam. "Sam, why didn't you tell me you were going to come stay with us? My mom just told me this morning!"

"Well, um, I was going to."

"Aren't you excited? It'll be like a long sleepover – like the world's longest slumber party!"

"I suppose so…"

"I think it'll be great fun! I've never had a boy spend the night before."

Just as Sam was trying to think of something to say, the teacher entered the room and Heidi turned around to pay attention to the lesson. But Sam found that if he leaned forward…and just a little to his left…he could possibly see…YES, there they were, Heidi's panties! Today she was wearing baby blue satin panties that looked like they might have a pattern of tiny pink flowers on them.

Strange flutters flew through Sam's chest as he sat staring at Heidi's panties. "I wonder if I can get a better look sometime this week, maybe even touch them or hold them," Sam found himself wondering.

"SAM!"

The teacher called his name. She was standing right above his desk.

"What on earth are you staring at? Did you drop something on Heidi's seat?"

Then the teacher looked down to see what Sam might have distracted Sam so much.

"Uh-oh," thought Sam.

Even though only the very top of Heidi's panties could be seen down the back of her pants, Sam knew the teacher had figured it out when she leaned over and whispered something in Heidi's ear. Heidi jumped in her seat, let out a quietly surprised gasp and her cheeks flushed brightly. Then she sat up straight in her chair and tried to tuck her shirt into the back of her pants as the class laughed.

"Oh no…This is going to be long, long week," thought Sam. "She probably hates me now."

But once the teacher had returned to the front of the classroom, Heidi, turned to glance back at Sam. He tried to avoid her look – he didn't want to see her anger or hostility – but he couldn't pretend to be reading his book forever, so he finally snuck a peek up at Heidi. And she was smiling at him.

Throughout the rest of the day, Sam felt very confused by being caught, and by Heidi's smile. Even though Heidi continued with her reading later on, and Sam knew that if he leaned forward he could see her panties again, Sam forced himself to ignore them. All in all, he had no idea what to make of it. And what exactly did the teacher say to Heidi, anyway, Sam wondered. Did she tell Heidi to tuck in her shirt? Or did she tell her that Sam is a pervert who's staring at her panties?

While the final bell would ordinarily have brought much needed relief to Sam's mind, today it only added to the stress he was experiencing. Nonetheless, Sam tried to make the best of it, packing up his book bag and asking Heidi if she was ready to go.

But Heidi didn't say anything to him at all. She simply looked right at him, then got up and slowly walked out of the classroom. "Oh no," Sam thought as he got up to follow.

He walked a few paces behind Heidi through the hallways and out to the pickup area. When they finally got there, Heidi turned towards him, her face beaming. "Did you like that?"

"Like what?"

"Walking behind me like that?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I thought you might like walking behind me." Sam looked confused. "I thought you might like walking behind me because you might see something…interesting…back there."

"I still don't know what you're talking about," Sam lied.

"Oh…" said Heidi. To Sam's surprise, she sounded disappointed.

"Like what would I see 'back there'?"

"You know…"

Sam played dumb and said nothing.

Heidi lowered her voice to a whisper, "Today in class, Miss Thatcher told me that down the back of my pants you could see my…" She looked both ways to make sure no on was listening, then she leaned right up to Sam's ear and put her hands to her lips to quietly finish in a breathy whisper"…Panties."

Sam turned a bright beet red. "What?!" he exclaimed.

But the color in his cheeks revealed his true response.

Heidi was gleeful. "I knew it! You were looking, weren't you! You were looking down the back of my pants at my," she leaned into Sam's ear again, "panties!"

Sam was shell-shocked. He had no idea what to say. He simultaneously wanted to deny it, run off and hide, and beg Heidi to whisper in his ear again. He found it very confusing.

Thankfully, Mrs. Gray pulled up to the curb at that moment. "Hi kids! Climb in. We have a lot to accomplish this afternoon." So Heidi and Sam got into Mrs. Gray's car and off they went.

  

  

  

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