I was never excited about coming back from Christmas break, or any break for that matter, but this time it was different. Ms. K went back home for Christmas so I was anxious to see her after a long week of hanging out with the guys and the girls at school. It's amazing how fucking needy they are compared to a woman.
As class started, Ms.K seemed distance and very intent on class business. We had a lot of work to do so I kept busy and left with everyone else at the bell. I was all in my head wondering what I did. Did I push it too far at her place last time? Was I too aggressive?
"Could you stop by my room after school?"
I wonder if she wasn't ready but did it because I wanted it?
"Hello?"
"Um, are you alright? Ms. K was snapping her fingers in front of my face.
I weaned back to reality. "Sorry, what were you saying?"
"I said would you stop by my room after school? She looked at me with concern.
"Sure. Sure thing, I'll be there."
I walked in slowly fearing the worst. "You wanted to see me Ms. K?"
"What is wrong with you today?" She said smiling. "You've been different all day."
With a sense of relief I replied "nothings wrong, you just kind of ignored me in class."
"I didn't ignore you, I was teaching my class."
"Oh, OK. It just seemed....never mind. What did you want to see me for?"
Swiveling in her chair to face me directly she said "I need you to come to my apartment tonight."
"This sounds bad." I said subconsciously taking in her incredible legs. "Plus, I have to work tonight."
"That's fine. Stop by after work. What time will that be?"
"I get off at 9." I smiled thinking about the inside joke.
"You think you're funny don't you?" She said with a smile.
"I do sometimes. But yes I will stop by after."
"See you then." She said turning back to her papers.
At work I couldn't focus, my mind wandered all over what this could be about. By 7:30 I couldn't take waiting any longer and asked my boss if I could leave early. He obliged and I was out the door heading towards my appointment.
Knocking on the door twice and still no answer. This is crazy. She knows I'm coming over and her car was in the parking lot so I know she's here. Looking in each direction and not seeing anyone I made the decision.
"Fuck it." I thought to myself.
I was surprised to find an unlocked door.
I peaked in "hello, I'm here." I said but not too loud.
Nothing. I walked in and closed the door behind me. "Oh, no wonder she's in the shower." I said quietly to myself.
Oooooh she's in the shower! Walking towards her bedroom and the sound of water, I was pleasantly surprised to see the bathroom door open as I made my way past the bed.
"Would she be pissed if she knew I was in here?" I thought to myself. "Better to not risk it."
I was about to leave but her silhouette through the shower door grabbed my attention. My god this was unreal. Her features were defined but shadowed. I could see the outline if her tits and her shapely ass. It was risky but I took a seat on the corner of her bed to watch the show. I followed her hands as they lathered her body and wronged the water out of her hair. Placing her hands on the wall she let the hot water roll over her body. I figured it was coming to an end and got up to leave but I watched her hand remove the handheld shower head from its cradle and wash over body once more before placing it lower, what I thought was around her stomach. Looking closer she was directing the water jets between her legs. A muffled moan confirmed my suspicions.
"This is fucking hot." I said readjusting the growing bulge in my pants.
I could hear her heavy breathing and whimpers as she continued to focus the jets on sweet spot. I couldn't take it anymore and pulled out my semi hard cock through my zipper. It only took a couple strokes and I was hard. I tried to time my strokes with the rhythm of her breathing.
The steady sounds of the shower head suddenly changed to a pulsing effect. The splashing sound seemed more intense as did her breathing and moaning. It looked like the silhouette of the shower head was touching her pussy now and she turned and leaned against the shower wall, legs spread and knees slightly bent.
"Fuuuck me!" She hissed through clenched teeth.
My cock was ready to explode thinking about the water splashing off her swollen clit, the very one I had on my tongue a week ago.
The water sound was muffled as she pressed the shower head to her needy pussy. All she could think about was guiding that big cock into her hot pussy. "Was tonight the night she would let him take her?" She thought spreading her lips so the jets had unimpeded access to her sensitive clit.
"Am I ready for that?"
"I want to fuck him so bad." She said to herself.
As her climax built to a fever pitch she didn't fight it. As her knee bucking climax began, she imagined his fat cock entering her pussy in one blissfully, painful thrust. As his cock was buried as deep as she could take it, she cried out in a pleasurable explosion. Her clit was on fire as she sat on the shower floor, legs shaking. She continued rubbing her pussy. The feeling was too good to let it disappear.
"Holy fuck!" I said to myself watching Ms. K cum as she said I want to fuck him. I was fighting my own cumshot. My glistening cockhead and hand were covered in precum, so much so that it made a squishy noise as I stroked up my thick shaft and made contact with my engorged head. As I was edging ever closer, I wasn't thinking about where I was going to cum. I couldn't just shoot my
Load on her floor. I grabbed a pair of her panties just in time to shoot my load. 5 heavy bursts and I was thinking about my escape route as Ms. K turned off the water. I quickly made my way to the front door with cum soaked panties in one hand and a semi hard cock poking out from my zipper. Closing the door quietly, I made my way back to my car to wait patiently for the time we agreed upon.
At 9pm I made my way back to her apartment door and knocked. After a few seconds the door opened and there was Ms. K standing in shorts and an oversized sweatshirt. I was confused because I've never seen her dressed so casually. She must have noticed.
"What, are you disappointed?" She asked sternly.
"Oh no, not at all." I said. "Just never seen you so casually dressed before."
"Well I can't dressed to he nines all the time." She said motioning me to come in.
"Don't get me wrong I love to see you in your dresses and stockings but just... you look different." I stammered. "But an equally good different."
She smiled as she knew what I was trying to say. She looked more like a girl in my class right now than my teacher. It was weirdly sexy.
"Sit down, we need to talk." She said. "Actually, I need to say something to you."
Sitting down I became very nervous. This was the kind of thing I would do when I was breaking up with a girlfriend.
"What is it?" I asked. "Just put it out there so I can deal with it."
After what seemed like hours she looked at me and smiled.
"Are you under the impression that what I have to say is bad?" She asked.
"Yes, that's exactly what I'm thinking." I quickly replied.
