Shortly after retiring from my first career I decided to embark on a second one in education. While this didn't last very long because I grew disenchanted with the utter fools in administration, the brief time I was teaching unveiled a side, or maybe it could be called a "perk", of teaching I'd been unaware of.
I completed my degree and enrolled in a credentialing program. Part of that program required that I spend a period of time in the classroom with an already fully credentialed teacher. In my case this partnered me with Betty. Starting a second career meant I was considerably older, by 25 years or so, of other prospective teachers. This meant I was closer in age to long established teachers than I was to newer ones. Betty as one of these long time teachers.
In everyone's lives I think that there's a person you meet and you're immediately attracted to them. Call it pheromones, call it a "connection", whatever you call it I felt it with Betty and, luckily for both of us, she felt it too. Neither of us expressed it of course, we both had been married to others for decades. In Betty's case she had been married to Bobby, a retired county sheriff, for almost 20 years and I had been married to Dena for nearly 30. I was only 2 years older than Betty .
I first met Betty right at the end of the school year and she wasn't all that much to look at. She was in her mid 40's, a but on the plump side, with flaming naturally red curly hair. She was taller than most women and was an inch or two shorter than my 5ft 11in. She and I hit it off right away as if we'd known each other for years, the jokes and sarcastic comments were flying. She was blunt and very open about nearly everything. I learned that the "carpet matched the drapes" and a dozen other things most couples wouldn't share. We had a good laugh at those sex focused conversations.
Ok, two and a half months after meeting her we got together in the classroom to prepare for the school year. The Betty who arrived was far different than the Betty I'd met. She had lost a ton of weight and I commented on it. Turns out just after we'd met she had gastric bypass surgery because she'd never been able to lose weight and finally had had enough of trying. She really looked nice and said she'd lost 60 lbs and now weighed 130 ish. Those were 130 very shapely pounds. There'd been a rocking body under that fat.
Betty was outgoing, tough, brutally honest, but fair with the kids... Betty was a natural in the classroom. Honesty and openness was her hallmark.
Fast forward a bit... we'd been in the classroom for several months and Betty, Bobby, Dena and I had become very close friends. Betty and Dena both loved horses of which Betty had 4, Bobby loved BBQ and I loved cooking it, we'd get together at least a few weekend evenings a month to sit around the hot tub just yacking and enjoying each other's company.
Around about Thanksgiving we were walking together headed to the classroom in the morning. I had mentioned being tired from the weekend and she'd asked what I'd been doing to get so tired closing her comment with, "a little too much nookie last night? Gotta get sleep ya know."
I smiled, "Nookie had nothing to do with it. I'm just pooped."
Very nonchalantly Betty said, "Bobby sometimes needs a pick me up in the morning. When that happens I get a protein shake for breakfast."
I stopped and put my hand on her forearm to stop her, "You mean THE protein shake?"
She chuckled and said, "Ya, THE protein shake." before starting to walk again, "You and Dena should try it in the morning, wakes me up every time."
The comment had taken me quite by surprise. We'd bantered back and forth about sex before but never had she offered up something quite so intimate.
I quickly stepped to catch up, "Not bloody likely, um... how should I put this... protein shakes are not in Dena's repertoire of activity in the bedroom."
She leaned a bit toward me as we walked "What do you mean" she asked.
"Really now? Do I have to draw you an explicit picture of someone not getting a blow job?"
"Explicit is the word but I find it hard to believe in this day and age that a blow job isn't part of heterosexual couples sex life."
"Well it isn't part of ours. Not that I wouldn't like to include it, but she says no and no amount of begging can change her mind. Believe me, I've tried every form of begging and bribery I can think of." I said.
Betty shook her head and said, "Shit, so... you've been married all this time and... never?"
I shook my heard.
"Damn, you poor man you."
Our sex life was fine to me. Maybe that's revealing it itself, "fine." I was ok with it because I loved Dena and she was open to sex nearly anytime I wanted it but it was restricted to pretty conventional sex with no oral component. But I was ok with that.
That night I told Dena about our conversation and although a bit embarrassed, Dena didn't otherwise say anything about it.
We got together the next weekend and I suspected the girls had talked because a few times they were whispering to each other and kept looking at me. Dena told me later that it was exactly that they were talking about and that night she had shown a fleeting interest in giving me a blow job but after one lick stopped and climbed aboard.
Ah well...
We had 2 weeks off for Christmas, Betty decided to get a boob job over vacation. Dena and I thought her tits looked fine but Betty said they sagged a lot and were generally "disappointing." Her surgery nixed our hot tubbing for several months but we'd still get together.
During her recovery period Betty had to wear a firmer than normal bra to keep them from jiggling around too much.
It was mid April and Betty had called Dena to tell her that her doctor had cleared her to get into a hot tube and she wanted to celebrate. This meant more wine than we usually had on hand. They both loved that sweet Moscato stuff so I picked up 8 bottles on the way home. They went straight into the wine cooler and I prepared some nice thick hunks of dead cow.
Three bottles were consumed during supper and once all the dead cow was consumed we sat talking and drinking more wine as things settled. Dena is a cheap drunk, she'd already been tipsy during the meal and the additional drinking meant I'd get laid tonight for sure. She got horny when drunk.
