An afternoon at the cinema becomes even more exciting
OK folks, me again, and this experience will need a bit of context, so bear with me. Again, I'm Bob, currently single, but once married to a woman that didn't like being faithful to me. I should talk, I love some strange pussy. So, we got divorced and she got custody of our son, Zack.
About a month back, my ex called and advised me that she was being sent to another office for 6-8 weeks, possibly longer, and I needed to take care of Zack full time. OK by me, I thought. Zack is a pretty cool kid.
His mother and he lived about an hour away, so with Zack coming to live with me, I made some calls and asked some neighbors (mostly married women) where I should take Zack to so he can start school.
I made some calls to the district office and the school principal and made arrangements to stop by and meet the principal and his new teacher. It was in the afternoon after school was out for the day.
The principal was a woman and we chatted for several minutes and I gave her all the details on Zack's past schooling, etc.
"OK, Mr. Bryant," she said, "I think I have an idea as to Zack's past schooling. I think that we have an excellent teacher that can work Zack into her class. I'll phone her room and let her know we are on the way."
When we got to the classroom, the name tag on the door said, "Mrs. Boyd."
As we entered Mrs. Boyd's classroom, I was a bit taken aback. Mrs. Boyd was the hottie that I had fucked at the movie theater less than two weeks earlier. Awkward to say the least.
The principal introduced us, "This is Zack and his father, Mr. Bryant."
When she looked over at me, I knew immediately that she recognized me. Since we were in her professional arena, I was not going to make it more uncomfortable for her in front of Zack and the principal.
She extended her hand and said, Nice to meet you, Mr. Bryant."
"Nice to meet you too. Mrs. Boyd," I said.
The principal, Mrs. Boyd, and I discuss Zack's background. I didn't recall any of the conversations, but my mind, and my eyes, were lingering over Mrs. Boyd's body. She was dressed professionally, skirt not too short, falling just above the knee. Her blouse was not too tight, but my memory recalled the fullness of those tits hidden beneath. Was she wearing that sheer bra that unclasped in the front?
My cock started to respond to my memories of the past encounter with Mrs. Boyd. Her shaved, moist pussy that I fingered. Her eager mouth that sucked my cock. Her tight, smooth, clenching cunt that eagerly accepted my cock. Her intense orgasm.
Thankfully, the principal finished up the discussions and we left Mrs. Boyd in her classroom. We left understanding that there would be a parent/teacher conference in two weeks where we could discuss Zack's progress in his new environment. I was anxious to be able to chat with Mrs. Boyd about Zack, but also to start the ball rolling to fuck her again!
Every day after Zack started school, I got a note from Mrs. Boyd in the form of a brief email advising me of the pluses and minuses of his performance and adjusting to the new situation. She also advised me that she had scheduled our meeting for the last of the evening and hoped that the time wouldn't present any problems. "I had to schedule you for the last opening of the evening. I hope you hadn't made any plans for that date, such as seeing a movie or something more exciting," she wrote in one of the final emails prior to the date.
When the day arrived, I had a difficult time concentrating at work. Was there a spark there? Did she realize it was me at the theater? Is there any way to rekindle the sexual intensity of that experience? Hell, I want some more of her eager, tight pussy.
Arriving a bit early, I waited outside Mrs. Boyd's classroom. I could hear voices inside and I assumed it was the parents of one of her other students. It all sounded very professional, not at all what I am hoping for. Oh, I love my son, and I want him to be successful at school, but God, his teacher makes my cock hard thinking about those tits, and the way she responded to my cock fucking her cunt.
When the other couple left, she smiled at me and said, "Nice to see you again, Mr. Bryant." She flushed a bit when she started the conversation.
We entered the room and she closed the door behind us. She started very professionally explaining to me the units the children were studying and how much progress Zack had made and the number of other children that he has made friends with. "He is a typical boy, so he is a handful."
"He gets that from me," I said.
She blushed and I knew she was thinking about our earlier quickie.
"Let's get to the elephant in the room," I boldly said. "We have a history that I enjoyed, and I hope you enjoyed as well."
"I think you are beautiful; I don't know what kind of woman you are, but I want to find out," I said.
"I've already told you that I am married," she said.
"Yes, yes you did," I replied, "but there are a lot of married women out there, and not all remain 100% true to their husbands. Just ask my ex-wife," I said.
"So, you think I am one that might not be 100% faithful? What made you come to that conclusion" she asked?
"Taking a look at you, I am sure, that even with your continued attempts to dress and act professionally at work, your body sends out signals of the joys that await, that any number of men have come on to you," I said. "You just look like the kind of woman men lust after. I am only human beautiful." "Your relationship with your husband is a whole other matter. I am not looking to take you away from him. I am only looking to enjoy fucking you."
"What happened between us was wonderful and exciting. I respect you and your privacy and professionalism and I would never say anything to anyone about our past. But seeing you here made me think that I have to enjoy you again," I said.
After that, she didn't say a word as I stood up, walked over to the door, opened it, and turned off the lights. "Shall we," I said, motioning to the door.
She didn't say a word, but she walked to her desk, gathered her things, and walked to the door. I hadn't said a single word, but my body knew what to do.
No words were spoken, but on the walk, to the parking lot, I told her that she can decide where we are going and that I would follow her in my car.
I follow at a discrete distance. I don't know the area, so I have to keep close enough to keep her insight. Finally, after what seems like a long drive, she signals and pulls into the parking lot of what looks to be an abandoned gas station. I follow her in and she signals me to drive around the back of the building. Back there I spot a carwash and pull into the bay next to where she has parked. I wave to her to come over to my Suburban.
Slowly, she exits her car and walks toward mine. I get out and get into the back seat. As she approaches, I open the door so she can see that I am in the back. She quickly enters the car and closes the door.
As she closes the door, I pull her close and kiss her passionately. I cup one of her tits with my hand and slowly begin to move down to kiss her cleavage as I begin unbuttoning her blouse. I can see her nipples harden. I slowly unbutton her blouse and pull it open revealing her breasts barely covered by a sheer lacy bra. I pulled back to get a good look and smiled at her. She knew that I liked what I was seeing.
I lowered my lips to her nipple and gently bit it through the fabric of the bra. She moaned loudly as the pleasure/pain of my sensual bite coursed through her body,
She lay back on the seat and my hands went for the front clasp of her bra. Her hands cupped the sides of her breasts as I unhooked the clasp. She released the grip on her tits and the bra spilled open. She was a sight, laying on the back seat of my Suburban, her tits exposed. This woman enjoyed the allure her tits had to men.
I worked my way down to the zipper of her skirt, unzipped it, and slid it down her legs. She lifted my hips to allow me to slip it off. I placed the skirt over the back of the front seats. She was lying on the seat with me next to her wearing only her black stilettos and a small thong. My hands roamed over her body, caressing her as I moved to her tits. I cupped each full breast and teased her erect nipples between my thumb and forefinger. She flinched slightly as I pinched them.
I then moved to her pussy. The small thong barely covered her now hot and aroused labia. I hooked my finger in the band on the side and pulled it down as she raised her hips the thong slid down her legs, over her shoes, and was quickly dropped on the floor of the car.
She spread her legs wantonly. She knew that the sight of her smoothly shaved cunt had on men. It certainly had that effect on me as I felt my cock harden.
I lowered my head to her pussy and ran my tongue along her slit, over the swollen lips of her vagina from top to bottom. She reaches out and grasped my head and pushed me to her cunt, spreading her legs wide. I can hear her moaning, "Oh, yes, yes," as I eagerly lick her pussy, circling her clit with the tip of my tongue.
I could tell she was enjoying my oral skills. Her hips rolled back to allow my tongue deep into her moist pussy. I sensed that she was getting close, and I continued to lick her but I also inserted two fingers in her while I continued licking her clit and fingering her pussy. A few moments later she pulled my head tight to her cunt and moaned loudly as her body quaked with an intense orgasm. As she squirmed on the car seat, I kept probing her cunt with my tongue and fingers.
She continued to squirm as I licked and fingered her pussy. Her orgasm was intense and her cunt constricted tightly on my fingers in waves to match her orgasm. When her orgasm had subsided, she released my head and I sat up on the seat.
"God, that was the most intense orgasm I have ever had," she said still breathing heavily.
"My pleasure as well," I said as we sat there.
As we sat there, she slipped off her blouse and bra and I slid off my pants and boxers. She smiled as she got a glimpse of my cock and pushed me back against the door of the car. She pushed my legs open and lowered herself so she was laying on her belly on the seat with her head between my legs. Eagerly she wrapped her hand around my cock and quickly engulfed it.
She proved her cock sucking skills again as she eagerly pleasured my dick. She then pushed my rigid shaft against my body and licked from my balls to the tip of my prick several times. I moaned as she expertly pleasured my cock. she alternated between licking my shaft and eagerly engulfing my prick while pumping it vigorously with her hands.
She looked up at me, smiled, and said, "What is there about you that I can't resist. I know I shouldn't be here with you for so many reasons, but I need you."
