Posted by Michelle on February 15, 1998 at 12:04:48:

It was Martin Jacobsen's favorite time of the year. It was the start of a new school year. Martin was a teacher in the schools woodshop. This was rewarding for Martin, it was something in which he took great pride in. However, it was his being a driver's ed. instructor at the school which really excited him. He had been an instructor for several years. Many instructors at the school got nervous when the driving part of the course started. This was the part that Martin craved the most. He always made sure he had the young females with him. Why? Martin had an intense pedal pumping fetish. There was probably no better way to see beautiful young female feet working the pedals of a car than being a driver's ed. instructor. He was always very cool and never gave any clue's to the girls that he had this fetish. He just kept to himself and enjoyed. This new class he had was going to be a little different though. Here is what happened.

The school year had just started and the weather was warm in south Florida in September. Martin's class was just through with the classroom session of the training and was just getting ready to start the in car training. There were three girls that Martin had his eyes on from the start of the course. The first was a blonde named Claire Thompson. Fabulous looking, 5'5", and a body to die for. Claire always wore short skirts and high heel shoes from hell. The second was also a blonde. Her name was Janice Shelby. She was quite tall, about 5'8", and an equally gorgeous figure. Her taste in clothes were very much like Claire's. The last girl was Tina Baker. Flowing black hair and a height of 5'3". She was also great looking(as do many girls in Florida), but was a bit more conservative in the clothing department. She wore dresses and more conservative shoes. She did wear stockings which was appealing to Martin. Many of the girl's at school usually didn't until the weather got cooler. Most of the girl's had great tans anyway. What else is there to do in Florida but lie around the beach during the summer! All three girls were friends and always sat together in the class room. These three were going to be Martin's subjects(as he thought of them.)

Now this story takes place in the early eighties where the driver's ed. vehicles had the open consoles. This is a must for serious pedal watching. The school did not budget much money on vehicles so they had a fleet of mid 70's Chevy Nova's. They all had V8 engines in them but were in not the best of shape. In fact, they looked like hell. Martin liked them though. He had a particular one he liked. It was gray colored one that was always in need of a tune up. It had a tendency to stall sometimes and usually took some effort to get it warmed up. The perfect vehicle.

It was 3:00 pm and school had just let out. Everyone in the driver's ed. class was instructed to meet at the far end of the school's parking lot at 3:30pm. This was where all the vehicles were parked. Martin's pulse was just starting to race.

With everyone assembled in the parking lot, Martin briefed the students about all the fuctions of the cars, proper driving positions, etc. Some instructors tell the class to wear proper footwear when they begin the driving portion of the course. Martin made it a point not to bring this up. He loved watching the girls try to drive in almost impossible to drive shoes. It was then time to divide the class among the 4 other instructors. Martin of course selected his students and the rest of the girl's and guy's went with the other instructor's. Claire was the first one to get behind the wheel. She was wearing her usually short micro skirt and some delicious white platform slides. Martin's mind was racing already. This would be fun. Martin handed Claire the keys to the old Nova. Claire slid the key into the ignition and turned the key. The car started to crank but would not fire. She had her heeled foot over the gas pedal but was not pressing it. "You might want to pump the pedal some while it is trying to start. This will get gas into the carburetor" Martin said anxiously. Claire then turned the key and started to slowly pump the gas. The engine once again cranked but that was all. Martin told her to keep pumping. Her foot started to pump even faster, the sole of her shoe slapping the pedal with every pump. It then started. "Oohh, it finally started Mr. Jacobsen!" Claire said excitedly. Claire then placed her left foot on the brake and shifted into drive. "Is it okay if I drive with both feet Mr. Jacobsen?" she said. Martin knodded. What else could he say? Apparently Claire's mom drove like this and was something she emulated, even though it was not advised in the driver's ed. book. Claire then took her foot off the brake and applied the gas. The car jerked forward a few feet and died! Frustrated, Claire slammed the gear shift back into park and proceeded to start it again. She then sank her 5" heeled foot into the gas and turned the key. The car started. She kept pumping the gas, reving the engine like mad. "I thing it needs to be warmed up, don't you think? She commented. All Martin could do was watch her pretty size 7 foot pump the gas pedal. He also noticed how her calve muscles tightened up with every thrust of her foot. Boy, was she good. Martin was feeling that common twitch in his pants whenever he saw a sight like this. After about a minute of some intense pumping, Claire then put the car into drive, then mashed the gas. The rear tires squealed when she hammered the gas. Claire then quickly eased up on the gas. "Sorry Mr. Jacobsen. It is hard to get a good feel of the gas pedal with these platforms on!" She said. Claire then slipped her shoes off and slid them over to the left of the floorboard with her left foot. Martin's twitch grew into something much more intense. He could not believe what was going on. "Can I drive in my barefeet Mr. Jacobsen? Those shoes are just to hard to drive in." Claire asked. "Uh, sure Claire, however you feel comfortable." Martin said in an almost trembling voice. Claire then gave a few quick pumps of the gas then shifted into gear. Since she had those high platforms off, she was working the gas pedal with mainly her toes. The sight of her pink painted toes squinched up pressing the gas pedal was indescribable. "This feels so much better Mr. Jacobsen. I feel like I am part of the car now." she said. Martin just gazed at her feet working the gas and brake pedals. Martin then instructed Claire to proceed to the freeway entrance. The on ramp approached and Claire then jammed the Nova's gas pedal to the floor. She had it floored so hard, that her ass actually came off the seat slightly. "Uh, Claire, you might want to keep it to about 55mph" Martin said. "Sorry sir, got a little carried away. This old thing has got some power though." she commented. Martin would have loved to watch Claire continue to floor the gas but common sense came to mind. He was quite impressed with her driving, especially in barefeet. They drove a couple of miles then Martin instructed Claire to take the next exit and get off the freeway. Her 30 minutes off drive time was almost up. The exit came up and Claire eased up on the gas and placed her silky bare left foot on the brake. She then pressed the brake pedal to slow down, keeping her right barefoot hovered over the gas pedal. They came to a stop at the light. Martin then noticed a parking lot just ahead and had Claire pull into it. Once in the lot, She put the car in park and shut off the engine. Martin said it was one of the other girl's turn. Martin leaned back in the seat, breathing a little bit heavy. Claire grabbed her shoes and got out. It was now Janice's turn behind the wheel. The fun was just starting.

End of Part 1