This story begins with the last few paragraphs of part 1.

Friday came, and I was excited about the weekend, and I was in Mr. Ames' class by myself, grading some papers as I usually did on Fridays.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Ames walked in and said, “Whatcha cooking, good looking?”

I replied, “Not cooking today, just grading some of these papers for you.”

He turned and closed the door and locked it. I was feeling very uneasy as he looked me up and down.

I stood up and stepped over to the blackboard, and he came right over to me and put both hands on the side of my head and said, “Penny, you know you are one foxy babe. I can make your life after high school a lot better for you, or I can make the time left here in high school a living hell for you. Which will it be?”

I stuttered and asked, “What do you want, Mr. Ames?”

He put his face just inches from mine and said, “I want your body. Not right now, we can't do that here. My wife is going out of town next weekend, and I want you to come to my house. If you do what I ask, then I will get you into the finest culinary school in New York. So, what will it be, Penny?

I was scared to death and said, “Okay, Mr. Ames. Give me the directions and time to be there.”

He wrote down his address and the time to be there and left the classroom.

The steam coming off me, if anyone were there, I am sure it could be seen. I was so mad, but what could I do?

I always thought he was a nice guy, but now I know better. I could not imagine him on top of me fucking me. What would Barry think if he found out? Would that be the end of us? I also thought, what is the big deal? Just do it, and hope that if Barry found out, he would understand.

I was about to leave the classroom when Mr. Ames walked back in and said, “I changed my mind. Follow me to my office, I want to show you something.”

I followed him to his office.

He shut the door as I walked in and said, “I want a blowjob right now. We can fuck next weekend.”

I thought, okay, that at least he only wanted a blowjob, and maybe that would be enough. I was not crazy about blowing him, but what the hell, it's only a blowjob. So, I nodded my head.

He pulled out his cock and said, “Get to it, Penny, suck that cock. Show me what a good girl you are.”

I dropped to my knees, closed my eyes, grabbed his cock, and began to suck on it. I opened my eyes to see Mr. Ames' expression on his face of pure enjoyment of his dominance over me, and that he was getting his cock sucked by an eighteen-year-old girl.

He reached down and pushed my head forward so that the entire length of his cock was down my throat. I began to gag, and he let go so I could finish the job.

He began to moan and said, “Get ready, Penny, a load is coming your way.” He then shot his hot cum down my throat.

I swallowed it, and he looked down at me and said, “That's a good girl, eat that cum. I can't wait to fuck you, Penny. See you next weekend, and there is no need to wear much as you won't have it on long.”

He zipped up his pants and reached down, and put me on my feet, and said, “See you later.”

I walked away and felt so used and dirty. I had to do something. I sure did not want to fuck the old buzzard.

That night I had a date with Barry, and as soon as he picked me up, he knew something was wrong.

He stopped the car in a parking lot and said, “What's wrong, Penny? Have you been crying?”

I broke down crying and told him the whole story about the blow job and that Mr. Ames expected me to fuck him the following Saturday.

After consoling me, Barry said, “I am going to kick his ass Monday. I am going to beat him so badly that no one will know who he is, the fucking pervert.”

I replied, “You can't do that, Barry. You're eighteen now and will go to jail, let alone get kicked out of school. Who would believe us anyway? There must be another way.”

Barry drove us to a nearby park so we could think and talk about what to do.

We came up with a few ideas. Barry thought about what if I let him start fucking me, and he broke into his house and took pics. I liked the idea, but hated the idea of him fucking me, not sure that was the best thing.

It was like a light bulb went off right over my head, and I thought I had a good idea. I said to Barry, “Let's use your idea as plan B, but I have an idea, let's go see Mr. Ames wife and tell her about it, and if she does not believe it, maybe she could hide somewhere in the house to hear and see what he does.”

He replied, “That might work. We need to find out where he lives and ditch school so we can go there when Mr. Ames is working. We also need to find out somehow when Mrs. Ames will be home.”

I said, “I know where he lives; he wrote it down for me, but knowing when she will be there is a problem.”

Barry said, “I will ditch school Monday, and she what happens at their house, and if need be, I will follow her, and she if she does work.”

We did not do much that night besides talking. We came up with other ideas, but none as good as the one we were going to put into action.

Saturday came, and we had decided to rent some Sea-Doos and spend the day at the lake. It was so much fun jumping wakes of boats and splashing Barry as much as I could.

We took a break at an inlet on the lake, and Barry grabbed me and kissed me and said, “Let me have what Mr. Ames will never have. Your love and your body.”

We found a patch of grass and stripped. I told Barry, “You put your ass in the grass, and I will ride your cock. I don't want any ants or bugs on my butt.”

He laughed and said, “Anything for you, my love.”

That really hit me, the word “Love.”

This was the first time I was going to make love, and I was sure I was in love.

He lay down in the grass and stroked his cock to get hard. I slowly lowered myself onto his erection. Barry watched as I pushed up and down on his cock. I felt so good, and my juices were flowing like never before.

My toes began curling at my first orgasm.

As we fucked, I watched his cock go in and out of me. With each stroke, feeling better than the last. I whipped my head back as the tingling and orgasms came one after another.

Barry pushed harder and harder into my pussy and said, “I love you, Penny. I want to be yours for the rest of our lives.”

I soon felt his seed push into my pussy. I collapsed and kissed him.

We got back on the Sea-Doos and rode for the rest of the day before we returned them. Barry drove me home, and we finished our plan for Monday.

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Barry did what he said he would do. He followed Mrs. Ames and found out she worked in a restaurant. He made a point of sitting in her section so he could talk with her. He found out her schedule so we could have a chance to see her together. Either at her house or at work. We were hoping at her house.

We talked about the best day to try and catch her at home, and I knew Mr. Ames had classes late into the day on Wednesday, so as soon as we both got out of school, we would head over to see her.

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Wednesday came, and all day I was so nervous. I went to do my job in Mr. Ames's class, and I was thankful he wasn't there when I first arrived. There were only about ten minutes left when he showed up.

He looked at me like I was his main course on a plate and said, “Penny, I can't wait till Saturday. I walk around all day with a hard-on just thinking about you and your sexy body. I wanted to know, are you on the pill or do I need to buy rubbers?”

I answered, “You need to buy rubbers. I am not on the pill.” That was a lie but let the old buzzard go buy them.

I looked up at the clock and said, “Got to run, my mom is expecting me home on time today.” Then I dashed out of the room.

I met Barry in the school parking lot, and we headed over to see Mrs. Ames. When we arrived, we saw her car was home and thought how lucky we were.

Barry rang the doorbell, and Mrs. Ames answered it and said, “Hello. How can I help you?”

Barry replied, “I am not sure you remember me, but I saw you the other day at your work. Penny and I have something we must talk to you about, and it is most urgent that we do.”

She had a puzzled look on her face and said, “Okay, go ahead and tell me what you want.”

I looked at her and said, “Mrs. Ames, could we come in? What I must tell you is of a delicate nature and concerns your husband.”

She opened the door wider and said, “Is James okay? Come on in.”

We walked in, and Barry said, “He is okay, and Penny is the one who needs to tell you something.”

We sat down in a couple of chairs, and I went to tell her all about the blow job and what he wanted from me this upcoming Saturday. As I told her, her face got whiter.

When I finished telling her, I said, “This is what Barry, and I would like to do with your permission. We were hoping that wherever you were going, you could cancel those plans, hide out here, and I would come over Saturday so you could catch your husband in the act. What do you think?”

She got tears in her eyes, which soon turned to rage, and said, “Give me a minute to think about this.”

She sat there for at least ten minutes, then finally said, “Okay. I can easily change my plans, and he won't know. What I would like is for you, Barry, to hide out in our garden, and I will show you where, and he will never look there. I want you here in case he goes nuts. Will a man here that won't happen. Penny, let's talk about what you need to do to prove all this to me.”

She told me what to do when I showed up on Saturday, and I agreed to do it. She then walked us to her backyard to show Barry where to hide out.

After that was done, I said, “Mrs. Ames, I am so sorry about all of this. I never wanted any of this to happen, but we thought it was better that you know what your husband is doing at school."

She hugged me and said, “I am glad you did. You two better get going. James will be home soon. See you both on Saturday.”

As we drove away, Barry looked in his rearview mirror and saw Mr. Ames's car pull into his driveway. We had just made it out of there in time.

I called my mom on the way home and told her I would not be home for dinner because Barry and I were going out for a pizza, and I promised I would be home by ten.

All this talk about sex had worked both Barry and me up. We went to one of the places that we used to go to have a quickie, as he called it.

We got out of his car, and he laid a blanket down. It took me about one minute to strip and sit down on the blanket. Barry was right behind me and was naked just a minute after I was.

He pushed me backwards on the blanket and slid his cock into my awaiting pussy.

He pumped me for a couple of minutes and said, “Mr. Ames will never know how fucking good this feels. You are so damn hot, Penny.”

It did not take long after that before he splashed his cum into me.

We lay on the blanket and kissed for several minutes before I said, “We'd better go before we get caught, and I am hungry.”

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The big day had arrived.  Barry went to pick up Mrs. Ames at a grocery store parking lot. They would wait there for about an hour. Mrs. Ames knew Mr. Ames had a golf date at ten.

They drove back to her house when they were sure he was gone. Barry dropped her off, then went and parked his car a couple of blocks away. Barry jogged back to her house, and now all they could do was wait.

Mrs. Ames said she would hide in a closet near the front door and was sure she could hear what was going on.

I rang the doorbell right at four, and Mr. Ames answered, only wearing his boxers with his cock poking through them.

He said, “Welcome, Penny. I am sure you can see how happy I am to see you. May I offer you something to drink before we begin?”

I replied, “No thanks, but before we begin, I want your promise to me about getting into that cooking school written down.”

He walked over, grabbed a piece of paper, and said, “While I am doing this, I want you to get naked.”

I slowly took off my shirt, then my shoes.

Mr. Ames barked out, “Faster, Penny, I want to see that body of yours.”

I took off my pants, then my panties, and was now naked.

He walked back over to me and handed me the paper and asked, “Is this what you wanted?”

I said, “Yes, that is what I wanted.”

I hardly got those words out, and he had his hands on my ass. I was sure Mrs. Ames would pop out, but nothing happened. I thought what happened to Barry where was he? Did Mr. Ames find them, tie them up, or worse, kill them?

He grabbed my boobs and fondled them and said, “Let's get to it, Penny. I have wanted to fuck you for so long.”

I was shaking when we heard a loud bang in the hallway. I turned in time to see Mrs. Ames smack Mr. Ames with the handle of a golf club. Barry came crashing through the back door.

Mrs. Ames continued to swat Mr. Ames and said, “Sorry, dear, was I supposed to yell 'Fore' first?”

She looked over at me and said, “Get your clothes on, Penny.”

I dressed, and Barry and I watched for another minute as she swatted him with that golf club.

She stopped and said, “Sorry, Penny, the asshole put his golf bag up against the door, and I had a hell of a time getting out of that closet. Thank you, Barry, for being here as well. I would like you both to stay here for just a little while longer while James packs his bag and gets the hell out of my house. That's right, James, my house.”

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Mrs. Ames filed for a divorce, and Mr. Ames was fired from his job. He also had a pending lawsuit for assault and child abuse.

We found that the restaurant where Barry saw Mrs. Ames’s working was her own idea. She would work in her chain of restaurants about once a month to see how the food and service were. That is how she met Mr. Ames; he was a chef in one of them.

Barry and I have graduated from high school and are now living in New York. I am going to that chef school on a full scholarship thanks to Mrs. Ames, and Barry now works in one of her restaurants as a maitre d’.