I have been a teacher for the past fourteen years and have always been totally professional and dedicated to my profession. I was lucky enough to secure a position at one of the larger school districts shortly after I graduated from college.
About nine months after I started working I met John who was a salesman for a large company and was making a great income. We quickly fell in love and got married a year and a half after we met. It was two weeks before my twenty-fourth birthday.
Our life together was wonderful in the beginning. We traveled a great deal and enjoyed life, as John’s income was more than enough to pay our bills. My salary from teaching was a bonus; our mad money that we used to pamper ourselves with the finer things of life.
Fourteen years later I am now thirty-seven, but I have kept myself in good shape, despite the years mounting up on me. I enjoy working out and managed to maintain my weight at one hundred and twenty-eight pounds on my five-foot-eight-inch frame. I have been blessed with a set of 38DD’s which have always attracted attention. It also hasn’t hurt to have a tight ass and killer long dancer legs.
Over the years, as my husband has moved up the ladder in his company, which has necessitated that he spend more and more time on the road traveling. This has been a major factor in limiting our private times. Because I have always had a very active libido, his traveling has put a major strain on our relationship.
To distract myself from the lack of sexual activity I became increasingly dedicated to the development of my students. It totally amazed me the talents and maturity these young people brought into my classroom. They truly were more like young men and women, with their unique personalities and common sense beyond their years. Normally there are always one or two exceptional students, who not only excel in the classroom, but also in their extracurricular activities. This year was no exception.
Not only was there one student who excelled in both areas, but he was also an absolutely stunning young man. He was the captain and quarterback of the football team, as well as a high honors student. Besides his accomplishments in his young life, Brian was also an extremely handsome and sexy young man. He had piercing blue eyes that could make any female wet in an instant. His body was solid and very muscular and would make any model envious. It wasn’t just that Brian had a body that was incredible, but his personality seemed to be developed well beyond his years. He presented himself more like he was a twenty-five-year-old young man, which made him even sexier, if that was possible.
This is where at thirty-seven I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. I found myself dreaming and fantasizing about Brian. Since my sexual satisfaction had mostly fallen to self-pleasure, I had many fanciful thoughts about Brian while masturbating. In all of my fourteen years of teaching, I had never had such thoughts about any student, like those that permeated my mind about Brian.
This all led up to a Thursday night in September, three weeks after the start of the school year. John was away on one of his business trips, and would not be home until next week. It was highly unusual for him to be away over a weekend, but this was for a large client, that warranted his total concentration and focus. John would do whatever needed to be done to impress and retain this client. I finished up in my classroom at about seven o’clock and headed to my car.
Exhausted from more than a full day and wanting only to relax in a scented bath with a glass of wine, my frustration level soon went off the chart. When I attempted to start the car, it had other ideas and wouldn’t start. I was pissed off knowing with my husband away. I would have to call the motor club. It would be at least an hour before they could come to my assistance. I pulled my cell phone out of my purse and was looking for the number when a Honda Civic pulled up next to my car. It was Brian! I’m sure I felt my pussy moisten immediately upon realizing his appearance. Football practice had just ended, and he was headed home.
“Hello, Mrs. Reese! You’re here kind of late aren’t you?”
“Oh Brian yes I had some work to finish, and now I can’t get my car to start.”
“That sucks after a long day. Would you want me to see if I can help?”
“That would be wonderful if you could, I was just going to call the motor club.”
My hero then said, “No, no; let me see if we can’t get her going first.”
As Brian got out of his car and walked towards me, immediately my cunt felt very damp as I took in the sight of this young man. Brian was wearing a tight pair of shorts and a tank top. His body was ripped and very muscular. My mind filled with the most inappropriate thoughts, as I drifted off into space land with fantasies about having that body take me into his arms and ravage my body. What the hell was I thinking of?
I was wearing a pencil skirt with a four-inch slit on my left leg with nude stockings underneath, heels and sans panties. Brian asked if he could get in the driver’s seat so he could attempt to start the beast. As I opened my door, I also opened my legs without thinking. Suddenly I realized that I was giving the young man quite a show as my skirt rode up above my stocking tops. Looking up at him, it became apparent that he was pleased with the sight evidenced by his bug-eyed look and the appearance of a bulge in his shorts.
Being so mature and gentlemanly, he never hesitated in going about the business of trying to help me. His attempt to start my car was unsuccessful, so he lifted the hood of the car, to inspect for any obvious clues. He started twisting and tapping things here and there. As he was bent over, looking at the motor, I stood behind him and found myself focused on his tight ass and hot body. I found that I was not paying attention to what he was saying about the car.
He stood back up and turned to me, pulling me out of my fanciful thoughts and back to the situation at hand. “Well Mrs. Reese, I’m afraid I’m totally lost. It looks like you’re going to require the services of a real mechanic.”
“Well thank you for trying Brian. You truly are my knight in shining armor.”
“It is late Mrs. Reese. Would you like me to give you a ride home and you can have your mechanic fix this tomorrow?”
“That would be wonderful Brian. I am too tired to deal with this tonight.”
I gathered my things up and got into Brian’s car. We headed off to my place. Brian and I discussed a number of different things as we drove. Several times I caught him checking out my legs, as my short skirt rode up some. It was turning me on to have this young stud looking at my body in a lustful way.
We continued to talk even after he pulled into my driveway. I was so enjoying Brian’s company that I was unaware of the time. Before we knew it, it was nine o’clock. I was very comfortable chatting with Brian; so much so that I was moved to invite him in to continue our conversation.
As we sat on the couch having a glass of ice tea, I felt more comfortable that night talking with Brian than I did my own husband.
As we chatted, I found my own level of sexual excitement, rise within me. Then suddenly, totally out of character for me, almost an out of body experience, I moved closer to Brian and leaned into him, kissing him tenderly on the lips. My hands cupped his face as we continued to kiss. With a sudden sense of embarrassment, I realized what I was doing and jumped back away from him.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry Brian I didn’t mean to….I shouldn’t have…..that was so inappropriate of me.”
Brian was shocked at first, but quickly overcame his surprise. He moved towards me and whispered, “Oh Mrs. Reese please don’t be sorry. I have dreamed about something like this happening with you.” He then became more aggressive and leaned into me. He kissed me deeply and passionately.
Giving in to my baser needs, my cravings actually, I did not push him away nor try to discourage him in any way. In fact, I pulled him tighter into me as my tongue explored his mouth, feeling his hard body against me was so stimulating.
As we kissed, I felt Brian’s hand slide up my inner thigh. I did not try to stop him. When I felt his strong hand touch my soft bare skin above my stocking tops, I spread open my legs wider to give him better access.
Our kiss became even more passionate as I felt Brian’s hand brush against my wet bare pussy. A moan escaped from my throat as I felt him run his finger up and down on my wet labia. I am sure my arousal was heightened even more because it had been so long since anyone touched me so intimately. It had been months since I had experienced orgasmic bliss other than self-pleasure.
In the heat of the moment, my hand moved to Brian’s crotch. I caressed his hard cock through his shorts. Once again, my favorite student did not fail, but exceeded my every expectation. I was pleasantly pleased to feel his semi-hard cock and realize he was going to be much bigger than I imagined.
I was at the point of no return now. I knew I was going to give myself to him and there was no reasoning I could do to stop myself. I was out of control and really didn’t care. Simply put, I needed to get fucked, and I needed it now! My nervous fingers fumbled with Brian’s drawstring on his shorts, but soon I had overcome this barrier and lowered his shorts. His young hard cock sprung free of its prison! I smiled as I took hold of his throbbing meat and slowly stroked it. Raising a leg, I straddled his pelvis and sank my dripping cunt downward, feeling the delicious penetration of his manhood into my cauldron of white-hot female arousal.
