So hot, it's illegal

It is after school at Fredricks High School and it is easily the hottest day of the whole year, but P.E. teacher/girls swim coach Ms. Martin is not complaining. At thirty years old she still has the body of an Olympic swimmer. A blonde with really toned abs and long sexy legs, her big tight butt makes up for the fact that she has small breasts. Ms. Martin is sitting under a large umbrella, that eager students set up, lounging by the out-door pool with her close friend and fellow P.E. teacher/girls volley ball coach, Ms. Johnson. Ms. Johnson is the same age as Martin, she is a medium sized brunette, she has a more stronger built, with defined arms, bigger firmer breasts and a flat stomach. The two of them were the most attractive female faculty members of the whole school, other than the librarian of course. Because of the heat the kids could not run the mile, so they made up for it in the pool by swimming laps. The two ladies did not complain, they took the opportunity to work on their tans, Ms. Martin was wearing a thin purple tank top and very tiny black short shorts that displayed her amazing buttocks and legs. Ms. Johnson was wearing a white sports bra that hoisted up her medium sized breasts to hypnotizing levels and showing off her tight core, as well as some black sweat pants, the two of them were wearing sunglasses and bare-foot.

Perhaps it was the heat, but Ms. Martin was feeling light headed, she lifted up her glasses to squeeze the bridge of her nose, that's when she caught a glimpse of Mark Jefferson. He was 18 years old and getting out of the pool, wearing nothing but a bored look on his face and blue swim trunks that were snug in the crotch. Ms. Martin followed his dripping body as he walked to the other side of the pool and line up behind a fat kid wearing at the diving board. "JEEZUSS, May!!!" hissed Ms. Johnson, prompting May Martin to lean back quickly into her chair. "What?" May asked praying to God that her friend didn't see anything, "It is so hot out here that it's practically illegal!" Ms. Johnson continued as she picked up her clipboard and signed off a girl's laps. "Yeah Jane, illegal..." said May as she sunk in her chair trying to get her heart beat under control and a glance at Mark on the diving board. Uncomfortable, she wanted to leave but Ms. Johnson wanted to talk about how well her girls in volleyball did during practice, "What did your girls do today?" Taking the chance to get her mind off things, Ms. Martin replied, "Uhhh, we covered how to do CPR and stuff...weird how these girls spend most of their time in the water and some never knew how to...do...it." May was suddenly bombarded with an image of Mark drowning in the pool, prompting her to jump in after him and give him CPR, she tried to push it out of her head, but didn't want to. "Is something wrong, May?" asked Johnson, "You kinda seem out of it." Mark was getting out of the water again... "Yeah, you know what?" said Ms. Martin, "I think Im getting a bad headache...I gotta go..." she said getting up quickly, causing her head to swim and sat back down. Ms. Johnson was barely paying attention to her friend's erratic behavior as she checked off another student on her cliboard. Mark was starting to walk over to the shade of the umbrella, May had to get out of there, she picked up her own clipboard, ignored her flip flops and started walking to the exit when Mark's voice stopped her.

May Martin turned around sharply, "Yes...?" she asked pretending not to know his name. "Mark" he said in the tone that young people take with senior citizens, but there was flirtation in it as well. Shocked, May quickly said, "How can I help you?" Mark strode closer, "Um, I finished my laps, can you take them down for me?" May was searching for the exit but the need to escape was subsiding, "Im on my way out but..." she stopped because she blacked out, her vision came back but she excused herself and walked towards the bathroom near the pool. She went in, splashed some water on her face and headed out not feeling any better.

Mark watched puzzled as Ms. Martin walked to the bathroom, actually, he was looking at her firm ass. Why he had a crush on the teacher, he didn't know but his good friend told him it was because he was tired of being a Prince Charming and wanted to lead the womanizing life that he did, Mark laughed and called him a pig. Returning from that memory he saw Ms. Johnson stumble out of the bathroom with her hand running her forehead and the other clutched the her tight stomach, she was walking aimlessly. Mark wondered whether he should help Martin or, now looking back, inform the busy Johnson, he turned back to Martin, who still wasn't looking where she was going. She slipped on the wet floor, lost her balance and fell into the pool. Mark flinched and headed to the pool, but Martin surfaced at the exact same moment that a fat kid cannon balled on top of her. Mark ran to the pool watching the fat kid break the surface wondering what hit him, Martin never surfaced, Mark dived in the pool.
May was sinking to the bottom of the pool fast, Mark swam faster. He wrapped his arms around her waist and rocketed to the surface, May's head fell lifelessly on his shoulder, he swam to the pool's edge. Mark reached the other side of the pool, he had one hand on the ladder and his other arm under May's armpits, tightly over her small breasts. Mark pulled himself up and lifted May out of the pool, her limp body was hanging in his arms as Mark walked over to a dry spot, gawking students got out of his way.

Mark gently set May's firm buttocks on the warm pavement first, then slowly her legs follow and finally layed May on her back. Mark extends May's legs and kneels next to her torso, he presses his ear into the center of her soaked shirt in between her visible nipples, she had no pulse. Mark straightened, wove his fingers together and placed them in the center of his PE teacher's chest. "One and two and three and four and five..." he said outloud with each compression, hoping that someone would take out their cell phone, Mark's attention was on May's face that would shake with his thrusts. "Thirty!" Mark shouted and placed his ear over May's mouth, she wasnt breathing either, he tilted her head back, did a quickfinger sweep and checked for any breathing, nothing. This should have been a dream come true for him, but it was the furthest thing possible, Mark pinched May's nose shut, took a deep breath and gave her a different type of kiss. Out of the corner of his eye, Mark could see her cheeks fill up with his air, causinf her small breasts to rise. He gave her another rescue breath, watched her chest rise and fall, then straightened to continue chest compressions. "One and two and three and four and five..." Mark counted each compression looking down at May's toned, soaking wet, unconscious body as it swayed with each compression. Mark could feel his hands sink deep into her strong chest, he could hear small "Huhuhuhu" noises as he was forcing the breath out of her body, he could still taste and smell May's lips on his own...and he could feel all of the students staring. "Dammit!" he said, "Someone get a teacher for God's sake!" Mark continued CPR when he heard a voice "Whats going on here??"

Mark looked up to see Ms. Johnson pushing her way in only to stop suddenly at the sight of her friend being resuscitated by an 18 year old. "What happened?" she asked kneeling next to Ms. Martin, Mark gave her a quick explanation as he continued to give chest compressions to May, Jane was listening intently while holding onto her friend's hand. "I can help" she said, "you are starting to look tired" Mark looked at Jane then at May and finally nodded his head, he said, "Ok, continue compressions". Jane whispered "Sorry" to her friend just before she lifted up May's soaked purple tank top revealing her toned stomach and small but firm breasts. Jane found her mark and started compressions "One, two, three, four, five..." Ms. Johnson's compressions were much stronger than Mark's, her breasts shook with each thrust, but she still held back for fear of breaking one of May's ribs. "Thirty!" she shouted then looked at Mark and ordered, "Breathe!" Mark sealed his lips over May's and breathed deep into her, he gave her another rescue breath...with a little bit of tongue in it and then nodded at Jane. "Come on, May!" said Jane, "One, two, three, four, five..." Ms. Johnson's arms were fully extended, they did not bend as she pushed into May's naked chest, the compressions were strong and well paced. Jane saw how her hands were causing her friend's tight skin to flex, her head to sway, her shoulders to come forward and her stomach to rise a bit with each compression but Jane still kept at it.

"Thirty!" Jane said, she barely got one syllable out before Mark gave May another rescue breath. Looking around, an idea occured to Jane, she pointed at an average sized red headed girl in a pink two piece bikini and said "You!" Figures...thought Mark, it's a moment of life and death and the woman still wants to chat, shaking off the -like comment he decided to continue CPR withough Ms. Johnon. Mark looked down at "May", he took a deep breath and laced his fingers together and slwoly placed them in the center of her naked firm chest, he tried to ignore how aroused he was feeling and started compressions. The startled girl pointed at her medium sized bust, "Yes, you!" continued Jane, "I want you to go to find a shed that is nearby the Boys bathrrom, there will be a red bag in there..." the girl that Jane pointed at ran off. "Take my keys!" shouted Jane after her then turned back to Mark who was pumping May's chest, "...twenty five, twenty six, twenty seven, twenty eight, twenty nine, thirty! Breathe!" Jane stared at Mark, no way was she giving another woman mouth to mouth she thought, but Mark wasn't asking and with a second glance at the cold blue lips of her friend, she changed her mind. Jane pinched her friend's nose shut, took a deep breath, sealed her mouth tightly over her friend's and breathed for her. The two rescuers as well as the gawking students saw Ms. Martin's naked chest rise with the breath, Jane gave her another rescue breath, she was starting to cry, and then gave another rescue breath. Jane straightened up and shouted "Where is that girl?!?!" as Mark continued chest compressions, the students were looking for her but the stood frozen. "Breathe!" shouted Mark sounding a bit out of breath himself, Jane turned back to her friend and leaned down to give three rescue breaths. "Here she comes!" shouted a buxom black girl in a two piece white bikini-thong.

The redhead came empty handed. "Where is the bag???" shouted Jane, the out of breath redhead said, "I dont know what happened...I found the shed but it was busted open, like if someone took what was inside!" Jane growled at the girl and continued compressions only CPR, "COME ON!!!" she continued for a few minutes when she heard a loud pop, May's rib just broke. "Oh no!" whispered a shocked Jane, her hands hesitated over May's naked chest, briefly touched her friend's throat and settled on the bridge of May's nose. The students watched Jane give mouth to mouth resuscitation to May, but their once hovering circle started to back up coming to the dreadful conclusion. Tears were streaming down Jane's face as she half heartedly did chest compressions, "Do you want me to take over?" asked Mark, Jane was just as unresponsive as May, Mark's hands were on top of Jane's when she suddenly snapped at him, "Dont you fucking touch me! My friend is dying!!" Jane leaned in and gave a rescue breath to May. Mark saw Jane start to break down on the second breath but it was at the third breath that she let loose a wild yell and slam her fist in the center of May's chest. The students, Mark and May shuddered at the blow, but it was all in vain...Jane, sobbing leaned down to craddle her dead friend in her arms.

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