(Hi readers, just to get this out of the way, English is not my first language, So, excuse me for the mistakes I've made.)
Katherine Dennis, a 34-year-old woman, stood on the edge of the swimming pool staring at her reflection on the blue glistering water. She was wearing a velvet pink robe, and her wavy long brown hair pulled back to a bun. She closed her eyes and untied the knot of her robe and let it fall on the floor as she stood in her black bra and panty. With her tall and healthy figure and with her ample breast, she looked stunningly attractive, and her face was as pretty with her shiny pale skin, natural coral lips, and deep blue eyes that matched with the colour of the pool. Then she unhooked her bra and removed it along with her panty and threw them on the floor near her robe. With her ample firm tits with her perky brown tits and her slim waist and busty ass, she dived in the pool.
When she came out of her pool with water dripping all over her, she grabbed the towel and went inside her house and got dressed in a white bra and panty, a formal white shirt tucked in black pants. She applied some make-up, had her breakfast, An open sandwich, and a glass of fresh juice. When she grabbed her handbag and made her way to the garage, her husband came from the bedroom, wiping the sleep off his eyes.
'Good morning babe.' He said.
`Good morning, it's my first-day honey, wish me luck.' She said and kissed him on the lips. He grabbed her ass and kissed her deeper. She didn't fight back, after all, he was her husband. She pulled back when she realized she was going to be late and kissed him once again on the lips and got in the car, a black Toyota and left.
Around 8 in the morning, Charlie came back home after a long run. His tee-shirt was soaked in sweat, and he was gasping and tired and yet he felt an odd energetic enthusiasm. He was 18 years old, tall, and an athletic fellow, a high school student. He had short dark hair with the style that was called Ivy league cut, such a classy name for a regular haircut. He removed his tee-shirt, packed his bag, and then he hit the shower. He came out of the bathroom after the shower, got dressed and had his breakfast before he left on his bike.
It was a ten-minute ride from his home to the school, being it was the first day of school, he didn't want to be late. There was an intersection about half a mile before the school, Charlie was riding his bike so fast with his earphones. The song stopped playing suddenly and he looked down at his mobile phone in his pocket and realized that the jack was loose. He took one hand off the holder and adjusted his earphone jack. Upon the intersection, a blue Volkswagen joined the road from the intersection.
The Volkswagen was so fast that Charlie didn't have time to think, and he pulled his hand to the left side of the road immediately as his phone fell and his earphone got stuck in between the back wheel and even before he held the brake, a black Toyota came to halt after hitting Charlie's bike. He fell on the car and broke the windshield before he went sprawling two feet away from the road upon the immediate braking.
The fall was painful for Charlie, but he was lucky enough to get away alive without any car rolling over his head. Though he had fractured his right wrist, a bruise on his left cheek, and sprained left shoulder. The left knee part of his pants was torn and his knee was bleeding from a deep scrape. For a minute, he was terrified until he realized he was all right with a few injuries and a fracture. His left palm was scraped too. He couldn't sit up as both his hands and palms hurt. It was the first of my high school senior year, and it wasn't a lucky day.
Katherine who hit Charlie sat in the car, mind-numbed about the accident that happened, her head spun as if she had a headrush. She hastily clicked open the seat belt, opened the door, and got out to see what happened. she saw him lying on the road, he just rolled and now he lay on his back. He scraped his chin too. She ran towards him and held his cheeks as he opened his eyes and looked at him.
'I am sorry, sorry, I didn't...Know what to do.' She almost cried. 'Oh god, look at you, let's... let's get you to the hospital.' she put her hand around his waist, and he put his arms around his shoulder as she slowly helped him to get on his feet.
'Can you walk honey?' she asked in a terrified voice.
'Yes, I think so.' His legs felt fine until he took a step and realized an awful pain in his left knee. He quickly put his hands around her shoulder again and carried him to the car and made him sit on the front passenger seat. The road was pretty much empty, and the Volkswagen didn't stop at all. It was long gone before everything even happened.
She grabbed the bike, which was partly broken, but nothing a couple of hands wouldn't fix. She put his pike on the side of the road and drove to the hospital. When the doctor was seeing Charlie, she called her friend, Sophia Larson, and informed her that she would be late and told her everything that happened. After an hour, she picked him up and on the way to the car, they talked and found out that he was a high school student in the same school where Katherine newly joined as a maths teacher and that she was born in that town but grew up in Illinois and came back to the town. She apologized again with her guilt, killing her inch by inch, he said it was his fault, and mainly the other guy's fault. It was half-past ten when they both reached the school.
He was wearing a bandage on his right wrist, the side of his temple, chin, and his temple. He looked pretty miserable like that. But now he was able to walk properly as the pain in his knee reduced a little bit. He said thanks and sorry to Katherine before he left for his class. It was science class when he showed up at the doorway of the class. A tall woman, mid 30's, with glasses on her pretty face and petite sexy figure taking the class. Most of the guys in the class drool over her braless tits and perky nipples poking under her cotton pink shirt.
'By any chance do you happen to be Charlie?' she asked.
'Yes, mam.' He said.
'Okay, have a seat. I am new to this school too, just like many are, I am Sophia Larson.' She said just so Charlie would know her name. She then went on with her class until the bell rang and it was lunch break already.
During lunch, Charlie sat with his friends Michael, Jeff. They asked him how he got injured and he didn't say the truth, instead, he told them that a blue Volkswagen fellow hit him and ran at the intersection, and he didn't utter a single word about his maths teacher Katherine. Michael and Jeff, sort of bought the entire story, only they wondered if he was hiding something else. Then Charlie changed the topic, he hesitated and opened up the news that he broke up with his girlfriend, Megan during the summer.
In the cafeteria, there was a section for the staff where Sophia and Katherine sat down for their lunch. Sophia told Katherine about Charlie that he was in her class before lunch, and he looked miserable. She even warned her if he would tell his friends that you hit her, and she put on some weird ideas in her head like, take care of him for a few days until he gets all better and maybe fix his bike or even buy him a new bike.
Then they talked about Katherine's husband and her marriage life and sex life. Kate told her that the sex life wasn't as satisfying as she thought it would be. She told Sophia that her husband didn't want a baby for another year and also that he's busy with his work. Then Sophia talked about her fiancé, and how they went on for a romantic dinner and had wild sex. It made Kate jealous and also crave sex.
