Hannah smiled once she saw the resume. Hannah happened to review it at least four times that afternoon. She remembered Robert Palms well. Robert was almost a 4.0 student she recalled. In addition to all the football honors he received throughout his football career in high school he also was one of the tops in his class. Then he went on to college. What became of him she didn’t know.
Nevertheless, the bulky six foot three former football player had come home to roost she told herself. She loved this school. It had been good to her. It had been good for many. She seen it time and time again but to see a former student come back to teach would be great she told herself.
She pictured him. She smiled as she did. Alone in her office, she sat re-reviewing his resume. Mmmmm, she thought. He was soooo handsome back then. He was sweet and tall and he was gentlemanly too. Those eyes and the manner in which he addressed you, she recalled. Yes mam, no sir, or whatever the matter was he spoke to you with a great amount of respect. Yes Robert, you certainly always did she went on to tell herself.
“Marilyn, please send him in, will you? Thank you” she told the secretary.
He opened the door. Her eyes spanned his still massive athletic tall frame. She smiled as he swayed in a natural manner towards the chair in front of her long desk. He smiled back at her, saying “Hi Ms. Harbor. How are you?” He stuck out his hand to shake hers.
However, she didn’t shake his hand. She walked around her desk, walked up to Robert, and hugged her former student almost too lovingly. Mmmmm, now that felt good. It felt real good to hug the younger man she told herself. Not that she was seeking sexual refuge with him but she did want the former student and current teacher to feel more welcome then ever.
She told him to sit down. She sat down beside him in the other chair. She was smiling and speaking about the position he would hold. He looked right at her, right into her eyes as she spoke. Her voice was soft and pleasant. To him it was as if she was not tough enough for the job as Assistant Principal of the school. However none of that mattered. Her hair, her eyes, and even her lips spoke multitudes about her as a person. No, how she looked spoke lots about how she looked more to the point.
As they talked that afternoon, he allowed himself to check out her figure, and as a result he surmised he rather liked her figure much more then he ever would. Wasn’t she this overweight, sloppily dressed woman he thought? Wasn’t she a little on the unattractive side he asked himself? Yes but she was always a little pretty in her own way he thought. Yes, she was he told himself, but now well now she looks really good in fact.
“So then, I’ll see you tomorrow?” she said. “Just come here, to my office, and I’ll take you and introduce you.”
They shook hands but it was Robert who appeared to hold hers a tad longer then usual. She was the one who stared into his eyes. She loved them. She loved how he still looked. Couple that with the idea that she’d lost over 25 pounds helped in possibly negotiating a relationship neither would ever expect.
God, she looks soooo good he told himself. Okay so what if she’s older then me he went on to think. I’d still do her. That is of course if she’d do me but then he thought about her age versus his. And so what if she’s fuller figured. I mean, she still has a nice set of tits. And that ass? What about it? I like it, he went on to think. He shook his head. But she’s my boss. That’s all there is to it. She’s my boss and nothing but my boss.
Something wasn’t right about how his schedule was working out. He had to figure a way to correct it. She was the only one he was able to review it with and requested a meeting with her.
“Well, let’s see Robert. I’m booked up through the end of the week. That is unless you want to meet later in the early evening. Do you have any plans say around six?” she said.
He looked through his planner. Nope, no plans and he told her. She smiled and agreed to be there, in her office, at six pm. He was there promptly. She was too. They sat down side by side and discussed his issue. As they talked, each one realized something began to materialize between these two. What was it? Their eyes seemed to meet, often. Whatever it was made them each forget what they were going to say next.
“What was I going to say?” she said.
“I don’t know” he told her.
He looked at her. She looked up and at him. They couldn’t seem to tear their eyes away from each other. They stared at one another. They didn’t say a word either.
“Can I say something?” she said “I mean on a personal note that is?”
“Sure, feel free” he told her.
“Do you know that you have well extraordinary looking eyes?” she told him.
He swallowed relatively hard hearing what she said. The only other person who’d told her that was some girl he dated briefly in college and he really liked her but she left school for another college. It was weird coming from her seeing as she was his boss and of course his former teacher.
“Thank you” he told her “but honestly I was kind of thinking that about you too, if you don’t mind me saying so.”
Silence filled the office. They weren’t uncomfortable about their admissions and neither of them looked about the room trying to avoid one another at all. He stared at her and she stared right back at him. What was going on in their minds? Neither really knew for sure but they stared deeply into one another’s eyes.
Then, all of a sudden, it happened.
He pulled her towards him. She seemed to allow it to happen. Before he knew it, he was kissing her on her lips. He was kissing her hard too and she let it happen as well. As they began kissing, they inched closer and closer to one another and their arms wrapped themselves around one another as each other’s tongues joined easily into the fray.
It was madness. The two of them kissed, heavily and passionately inside her office. He wouldn’t stop. She didn’t stop. His hands weaved their way through her hair and through the outside of her blouse. She was becoming and absolute mess. He was too but then his hair wasn’t even half as long as hers and as he kissed he felt the initial elements of arousal coursing through his body.
After what seemed like five steadfast minutes of heavy and more then eager kissing, it ended with both finally coming up for a deep breath of air. They were both swallowing and adjusting their clothes, more her then him, and trying hard to disregard what had just occurred between themselves.
Her eyes were closed. His eyes were open. She opened her eyes back up and then said “Wow sorry about that. Please, I am so soooo sorry. I didn’t” and then she stopped and shook her head. “I didn’t expect that. I am so sorry. Please excuse me. That was so unprofessional of-”
But he took hold of her out of nowhere again and again began kissing her on the lips and with all his might pulled her body slowly to the floor where they kissed and they rolled and they kissed some more. She wouldn’t stop. He didn’t either as they kissed and kissed.
Her blouse and his shirt slowly became untucked. She felt awesome to hold as they kissed madly in her office and on the floor. They rolled back and forth as the kissing continued, heavily.
His hands crept up inside the blouse. Ohhhhhh her body, her flesh more to the point was soft and lovely and as he kissed her his hands began slowly tumbling all over her opulent fleshy layers underneath that blouse.
She kissed him even more passionately while feeling his fingers tumble along the knobby layers of her tummy towards her larger then life tits. She pulled at him. More and more he could feel her straining to pull him against her. His hands touched her tits. His hands caressed or even squeezed them as they kissed and tumbled back and forth on the floor. His hands eased across from one boob to the other, and also seemed to caress her bulging cleavage as well. Her upper body was gloriously sumptuous and it didn’t seem as if he felt like stopping anytime soon.
They stopped kissing. They looked at each other’s faces from a very close proximity. She was smiling. He was too. His hand was still up inside her blouse and planted in between the boobs.
“Wow, how did all this happen?” she said softly.
“Uh I don’t know but I do know I am… enjoying it. That much is for sure” he said.
“Umm, we uh better stop” she told him as she shook her head. “I can’t be caught uhhh doing this.” She closed her eyes and shook her head. When she did she felt his hand rub her tits some more. “Please don’t… don’t do that” she said but she never pushed his hand away from her boobs. Not once as the two lay facing one another in a disheveled manner.
“But you are once gorgeous woman. I mean that. You’re gorgeous and sumptuous and” and he paused a moment then said “and I could do this all the time with you. I mean it. Kissing you like this, like we’ve just done it was wild and crazy and… and the passion inside me is still alive.” He stopped and looked at her. “I want you badly.”
She laid there with his hand still resting on her breast and smiled. I want you too. I do. I so want you but here I do not know. I can’t. I just can’t, she told herself. Then she said “Not here at least” she said.