Ken and I (June) had moved a few months back just at the end of the last school year. It was a little heartbreaking to leave my previous school and friends, but having lived the Army lifestyle for the majority of our marriage, I am accustomed to starting over every few years.

Fortunately, moving to a military town, they were always looking for teachers with experience, and it also helped that one of the administrators was an old friend from a few duty stations ago.

I was offered a job teaching 12th-grade English at one of the off-post High Schools. This school had teachers working in what they called cohorts. Each cohort consisted of three teachers, who would have the same students throughout the year. We were tasked with organizing events for the students and providing academic counseling throughout the year.

I was introduced to the other teachers in my cohort by the school district after my initial orientation. There is Pete Jade, who taught Science, and then Mark Pierce, who taught Math. They had been with the school for a few years. Pete was also a military spouse, so I made a note to see if we knew any of the same people.

They were burly guys; they both helped out with the football team, so they worked out either before or after the school day. Mark had sandy brown hair with a nice stubble on his face. Pete had dark brown hair and was always clean-shaven.

When we all met for the first time, I could see them sizing me up. Mark's eyes practically jumped out of their sockets.  They were both handsome guys, and I knew eventually I'd get to see more of one or both of them in an intimate setting. I also figured it would take most of the school year to wear them down.

We had about two weeks before the school year was going to start when I began setting up my classroom. While I was moving things around, Mark and Pete entered and offered to help me with setting up the classroom. They had obviously just been in the gym as they were in shorts and sleeveless school shirts.

I accepted their help, and we collaborated to get everything set up. After about an hour, everything was set, and we were sitting around one of my tables discussing our class lists and student and parent issues.

As we talk, they ask if I have completed my lesson plans for the year.

"Not really, my last school district was more hands-on and basically told us here are the lesson plans and activities for the year," I said.

"Yeah, we have a lot more freedom here with the administration," Pete said.

"If you want, we are going to meet at my place to go over our lesson plans. We do this to make sure we are not overloading the students at the same time," Mark said.

"Makes sense, sure, let me drop some stuff off at my place, then I will come right over. Should I bring anything besides my work planner?" I asked.

"Just that wonderful smile," Mark quipped, giving me a quick wink. That caused me to blush just a bit.

I obtained the address and headed home to drop off some items. While I was driving, my phone rang; it was Elizabeth Paige. She was one of Ken's soldiers with whom we grew very close; she and her husband often hung out and slept with us.

"Hey Liz, how's it going?" I answer.

"Not bad, how's the new town? Did you get that job at the school?" Elizabeth asked.

"It's not bad so far, yes, I started yesterday. I'm actually headed to one of my coworkers' houses to work on our lesson plans," I started going on.

"Oh, nice, is lesson plans teacher code for something spicy?" she asked with a giggle.

"I mean, probably not. Mark seems interested, but I don't know if Pete would be down for leaving me and Mark alone long enough for me to get my guts rearranged," I said.

"Wait, are you working with Mark Pierce and Pete Jade?" Elizabeth asked.

I pulled over to the side of the road, shocked because they didn't say their last names.

"How do you know their names?" I demanded.

"Well," she started," you remember me telling you about the other couple that I saw when I went on leave."

Elizabeth had told me briefly that there was this couple she knew, the wife was in the Army, they became friends, and eventually she ended up fucking both of them.

"Well, it's Pete and his wife Maya," she continued," and they are basically a hotwife and her cuck husband; they bring in close friends and Pete watches, occasionally filming guys and other girls giving it to Mara."

"The last time I visited," Elizabeth continued," they introduced me to Mark. I would say that he is very well-equipped, not as good as Sergeant Ken, but close to it. Pete's not too bad either; his main problem is that he gets too excited and cums too fast. I will also say that Pete loves his clean up regardless of who made the mess."

I sat on the side of the road, dumbfounded and turned on.

"Well, thanks for the heads up," I said, "I think this will give me a leg up for tonight."

Just then, while I was looking at my phone, Ken texted to say he was working late that night and not to expect him home until morning.

"Looks like I've got a good excuse to stay late tonight, Ken is having to work overnight, apparently," I said.

"Well, enjoy tonight, tell me about it later," Elizabeth said.

We said our goodbyes and hung up I got back on the road and headed home. While I was driving, I started to formulate a plan for tonight.

I got home, took my clothes off, and stood nude in front of my closet deciding which outfit to wear tonight. I chose my favorite pair of purple lace underwear that showed my shaved pussy lips, forgoing a bra, and chose a low-cut blue dress. Before donning the dress, I added a pair of fake nipple rings. Ken got them for me after I took my piercing out a few years ago.

These were nice; they had a hoop that went almost all around the nipple and a bar that made it seem like a standard piercing. Once the dress was on, the nipple rings would pop and show the bumps from the bar and from my aroused nipples. I finished the outfit with a pair of black stockings and a pair of blue flats to complement the dress.

Dressed, I stood in front of the mirror admiring my figure and look. I had managed to maintain my healthy frame through the years, and my breast had maintained their full, pert C-cup size since I was 19.

I grabbed a few planners and notebooks, then headed to the car and off to Mark's place. I typed the address into my GPS, and it was close to our new house.

After a short drive, I was pulling down a long driveway to a large ranch-style house. I knocked, and Mark answered the door with a drink in his hand. I could see Pete sitting at a table off to the side, with some papers and a tall glass.

Mark welcomed me in and offered me a glass of wine. I accepted, and we all sat down at his large table to start working on the lesson plans and the calendar of events for the year. Throughout the time working with them, sitting on either side of me, I would catch glimpses of them staring at my tits and sharing looks.

After working on my lesson plans until December, we all sat back and began discussing some of the events that we would be sponsoring. It was all typical stuff: bake sales for the senior prom, a resume-building class, college application review, and our plan for counseling the students.

"Typically, during home room, lunch, and planning sessions, we do the easy student counseling," Pete said. "We save the more intensive ones for after school, and for certain students, we work together, sort of double team them."

Pete and Mark shared a wink.

"How intensive do some of the counseling sessions get?" I asked coyly, placing one hand on Pete's leg and the other in my lap, slowly pulling my dress up.

"Well," Mark said, glancing from my tits down to my legs," your predecessor, Jennifier, always had her hands full with some of the boys".

"And we always give some of the girls a hard time when we have our joint sessions," Pete added.

As I pulled my dress higher, showing the top of my stockings and my upper thighs, Mark placed his hand and started caressing my leg. Meanwhile, I moved my hand higher on Pete's leg.

"I'd love to see how your counseling sessions go so that we can have a mutual style," I said.

I leaned forward and kissed Mark on the lips. As soon as they touched, our tongues met and began dancing in each other's mouths. His hand moved from my thigh to my crotch, running his fingers along my slit.

Pete slid behind me, placing his arms around me, and began massaging my breasts and playing with my nipples over my dress. I redirected my hand to Pete's cock and played with it over his pants.

Mark pulled his head back and switched to kissing my neck. Once he was in place, Pete did the same on the other side of my neck. I turned my head and shared a kiss with Pete, his tongue entering my mouth and reaching deep into my mouth.

Pete let go of my tits and pulled my tits out of my top. As he did, Mark worked his way down and placed his mouth onto my tit. As he sucked and played with my nipple, it sent a shock through my body.

Mark also pressed his finger through my panties, which were now soaked with my excitement, pressing into me ever so gently. Then he slid my panties aside and inserted his finger into me, slowly at first, then started to play with my clit

Pete got up, left real quick, then came back. Once he was at my side again, I went straight to his pants and pulled out his cock. Mark's playing with me was getting me close to the edge, but I needed more.  I gave it a few tugs as Pete was already quite hard, and then welcomed him into my mouth.

I ran my tongue around his head, then down the shaft, taking one of his balls into my mouth. I looked up at him to see his phone in his hand. I winked and popped his ball out of my mouth.

"I'm gonna make you watch me drink your load, then you can watch as your friend fucks my pussy," I said.

Putting his cock in my mouth again, pumping and sucking in rhythm, I could tell he was close, and I never took my eyes off his. Mark's tongue on my nipples and his playing with my clit finally got me cumming on his hand.

My moans onto Pete's cock pushed him over his edge, and he came into my mouth. I held it in my mouth, looking into the camera, and I opened up and showed his load. Closing my mouth, I swallowed his sweet-tasting load, opened back up, and jutted my tongue out to show I had swallowed it all.

I pushed Mark back from me and stood up. I gripped my dress and pulled it off my body, then slipped my soaked panties off, leaving just the stockings on. I turned around, sat up on the table, and realized the power over them I had. They both stood there, almost waiting for an invitation or a starting bell as to who would go first.

Pete still had the phone in his hand. I saw Mark taking off his clothes, so I put on a bit of a show for the camera. Opening my legs, I played with my pussy, opening it up for the camera to see. Then let my hand slide up to my breasts to tweak my nipples.

I motioned Mark to come forward, he walked in between my legs, and I wrapped them around him. His cock head pushed past my lips, and I felt him fill me up. He paused for a moment, then started to pump his cock in and out of me.

His cock felt amazing with each stroke. I lay back on the table as he changed speed and started jackhammering me with his cock. The feeling of his cock going in and out of me sent waves of energy through me.

After a few more thrusts from him, I sat up on the table, throwing my arms around his neck. We embraced in a kiss, and he moved to lie on the table. I took this to my advantage and rode his cock to hit my orgasm just right.

As I am bouncing and grinding on Mark's cock I see Pete with his camera walking around us. I decided then to put on a good show for the camera.

I started to moan louder and grabbed my tits, massaging them while trying not to pay too much attention to Pete.

With a few more bounces, my orgasm was hitting throughout my body, and I let out a cry of pleasure as waves of electricity flowed through my body, starting in my clit.

I slumped down on Mark's chest as I regained my breath.  After a minute, I got up from Mark, while he got up from the table, his cock still just as hard. I bent over the table and made sure my ass was displayed in the air.

Mark stepped in behind me and inserted himself into my pussy. Without missing a beat, he unleashed a fury and pounded away. I felt his cock swell inside of me and start to spasm as he unloaded streams of cum inside of me. Once his cock gave its last pulse, he stepped back. There was an audible pop as his cock left my pussy.

I turned over and looked down. There were several droplets of Mark's cum streaming down my legs, as well as Pete with his camera getting what I would assume was a lovely shot of my stockings and nether regions.

I scooped one droplet and brought it to my mouth, tasting it for Pete's camera.

"Why don't you hand off the camera and enjoy something sweet?" I said to Pete.

I sat back on the table again and watched as Pete handed the camera to Mark and got down on his knees in front of me.

Pete's breath on my freshly fucked pussy sent a tingle through my body. Once his tongue ran up my slit and started playing with my clit I was launched into a euphoric state as wave upon wave of pleasure surged through me.

Pete's tongue switched up and started probing my pussy. It was fantastic; it had reached parts that no other tongue had reached.

Before I knew it, I was having another orgasm as I clamped my legs onto Pete's head, my fingers in his hair pulling him further into my pussy. He was a real trooper, never stopping with his tongue.

Once my body had stopped convulsing, I released Pete and surveyed the aftermath. Our lesson plans had been scattered all over the place, a few pages had some stains on them, and all our clothes had been piled in the corner.  Between silence and heartbeat, the air tasted alive with the salt of sweat, the sweetness of closeness, a musk that lingers like a secret whisper into the room.

"You guys are really intense with your counseling sessions," I said first.

"We try," Mark said, handing Pete the phone back.

"Do you document all the counseling sessions or just the initial?" I asked.

Pete perked up and explained how his and his wife's relationship was a hotwife and cuck and how Mark is a bull for the local swingers. Pete went on to talk about how he and his wife document a lot of their encounters for later. He handed me the phone to show me the videos. I looked through them and saw some thumbnails of various couples, including Mark. I even saw a couple with Elizabeth.

That's when I saw a new notification in that album from Mistress Maya. A new video showed Pete perched even higher.

"Oh, she had to work late with a new guy tonight," he said.

I had a feeling I might know the new guy, so I clicked the video and watched a woman start blowing a very familiar cock. It was nice to see that we both had a fun night getting to know our new coworkers.