I would like to thank my new friend, Louis, and many others for getting me to finish this story. Be sure and read parts 1 and 2.
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Cindy and I stayed at my place the rest of the weekend. We held and hugged each other day and night. There was no way I was going to let her go, she felt so good in my arms.
"I've never had anyone hold me with such warmth and love like you have this weekend." Cindy said, as tears formed in her eyes.
I caressed her back and replied, " I've wanted to hug, caress and make love to you from the first second I ever saw you."
"You're so sweet." Cindy moaned, as her lips found mine.
I pulled her on my lap, my tongue penetrated her wet, sexy mouth. My hands tenderly touched her bruised body, finding Cindy's silky breast.
Our kiss grew with passion, holding Cindy in my arms, I stood up, walking towards my bedroom. I needed this beautiful woman as much as she needed me.
Once in my room, delicately placed her on my bed. I slowly pulled opened her robe, exposing Cindy's sexy bruised body. As I gazed at her womanly fruits, my nine inch manhood began to stir.
"Mmmmmm, is that, all for me?" Cindy ask, as her eyes watched my manhood grow.
As I pulled off my shorts, I replied, " Oh yes, I've had this for you for a long time."
Cindy pulled me on top of her gorgeous sensual body. My stiff cock, all nine inches, rested on her panty covered sex mound.
I could feel the heat and dampness building as Cindy pushed her hips into my hardness. She began moving in little circles teasing my now hard, cock meat.
My hand moved between her legs, finding Cindy's wet panties. With a gentle pull, I exposed her love to my hard meat. I placed my swollen cock head to her love opening.
"Oh Larry," Cindy was on fire, " take me... take me."
KNOCK...KNOCK... KNOCK. On my front door.
"OH NO... NOT NOW..." I moaned, " Who could it be?"
KNOCK...KNOCK...KNOCK.
Cindy hugged me saying, " It mite be to police, they told us they would come by this weekend."
I slipped on a robe, trying to hide my hardness as I went to the door. Opening it I saw about 25 students from school.
"Is Miss Jones here?" One of them ask.
Another student held out a bunch of greeting cards saying, " We have all kinds of cards for her."
"OK. Let me get her, she's taking a nap." I told them.
Cindy had heard them at the door, she was already dressed and coming to the door. She was so excited that all the kids had come to see her.
By the time they had left, I could see that Cindy was exhausted and needed to go to bed, by herself. I slept on the sofa.
It took me just about all night to fall asleep. When I did, my dreams were filled with Cindy and I making passionate love.
I woke up the next morning, Cindy was sitting on the edge of the sofa, telling me it was time to wake up. It was Monday, back to school.
My cock was at full hardness, her hands reached to it and she began to caress it softly.
"I need to fix this for you," Cindy licked her lips, " you better be ready tonight."
As I caressed Cindy's sexy breast, I said, " Oh, I will be, Sexy Lady, I will be."
That day had to have been the longest day of my life. All I did was think of the many ways I could make love to Cindy. Each time I would think of a new position to love her in, I got a major, " HARD ON ".
At last, it was time for my Writing Class, Miss Jones, class. The best teacher in the school and I hope in the bedroom.
As I strolled in her class room, our eyes met, she winked one of her sexy blue eyes at me. My cock got so hard, I had to run and sit down before anyone saw it.
Miss Jones, Cindy, stood up and started talking, " Good afternoon class. I'm sure most of you heard about what happened to me this past Friday."
As she walked around the class room, " I really hate to say this but, as of tomorrow morning...," she gave me the most sorrowful look, " I will be teaching at the, Middle Brook School of Performing Arts."
Every student in the class was upset, except, the black trouble makers, that always gave her a hard time. Me? I was... in shock. All my plans of making it with her were going down hill fast.
I ran to find her after school, I found her in the class room packing up all the things in her desk I ask, " How are we going to see each other? That school is an hours drive from my place!!!!!!!"
"I'm so sorry, Larry," Cindy's eyes filled with tears as she went on, " the school board found out what happened Friday night, I guess their worried I'm going to sue them."
With big tears running down her cheeks she finished, " we can... still.. see each other."
I was hurt, it felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest. The only woman I had ever loved, was leaving me. I didn't know what to say.
"PLEASE DON'T BE MAD AT ME," Cindy begged, " We can see each other on the weekends, O.K.?"
I told her it was all right but, deep down, I was hurting bad. How were we going to see each other. I had a part time job, baseball practice and three or four games a week.
I helped Cindy carry her things to her car. Once we had everything put in, I slid my arms around her thin sexy waist and said, " You...take care... remember... I love you..." I started to cry.
"Oh baby... don't cry...," Cindy was crying as she tried telling me not to, " this Sunday, meet me at Rolling Hills Park at... Um... 2 p.m.? Is that O.K.?"