It sounds stupid but I really don't know if this happened or not. I was fresh out of university and had my first job teaching at an all girls' boarding school in the middle of nowhere. Don't get me wrong I loved my job but the isolation I felt living and working in the same place every day with a bunch of hormonal girls and all female teaching staff drove me crazy.
I'd always been horny but this long, hot summer combined with a lack of cock was so frustrating! There was just one guy at the school. He managed the stables where the girls took riding lessons. I'd spend my days gazing out of the classroom window trying to catch a glimpse of him and my nights in my room imagining what he'd do to me. I don't ever remember him being mentioned, being introduced to him or speaking to him, but I'm sure he was real and not just one of my fantasies...
It was late July. I was in my tiny bedroom all alone once again. I'd been standing by the open window on the ground floor trying to catch a slight breeze to cool my warm skin on another sultry, close night. I turned from the window toward my bed and then froze. I swore I could feel a presence and caught a glimpse of something in the corner of my eye but didn't dare look.
The flimsily light curtain flapped gently as a slight gust of warm, static air entered the room. I stood, unable to move. Then a voice came out of the darkness. Deep, soft and commanding.
"Why are you alone in here again tonight Johanna? A smart woman as sexy as you deserves more - so much more."
Then from the corner of the dimly lit bedroom a figure emerged and stood close behind me. I jumped a little at the feel of his muscular arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me close to him, safe and warm. He gently kissed me behind the ear and I felt a tingling sensation as the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. His lips then traced a line of soft, warm, melting kisses down my neck to my shoulders and before I could respond he'd slid his hands under the sides of my t-shirt and pulled it off over my head.
I shivered with excitement as he ran his powerful hands up my taut belly and lightly traced his fingers around the contours of my silky boobs which I now so wanted to slip out of my bra and have him kiss and fondle. He turned me to face him and as I stared into his deep brown dreamy eyes he gently held my face in his hands like it was a work of art whilst moving his mouth towards mine to kiss me slowly, passionately and powerfully.
I could feel the butterflies in my tummy fluttering madly away like they could explode out of my belly button any minute. He unclipped my bra and let it fall to the floor and then took me by my hands and sat me on the side of my bed.
A single candle was all that lit my room and I could barely make out the strong, sexy shape of his face and body. Just through our fingers touching we could both feel the sexual excitement within each other. He glided his hands from holding mine down to the side of my thighs and gently took hold of my pyjama bottoms. Then, whilst looking into my eyes he slowly but firmly pulled them down so they lay around my feet. The feel of the material brushing down my smooth, silky legs and then the air against my bare skin made me shudder with anticipation.
As he knelt beside the bed he gently ran his hands up my legs and softly kissed me on my knees and inner thighs. At the same time he skillfully slid his finger as softly as a feather into the crook behind my knee and down my leg. His kisses began to linger as he planted them further and further up my thigh. Then, as lightly as a soft breeze he kissed my panties over my pussy lips where a sexy damp patch had begun to form.
I could tell he was savouring my sweet, sexy smell and I felt my clit tingle with excitement at the soft, wet feel of his tongue through my underwear. Gently taking the hem of my panties in both of his hands he slowly slipped them down. They stubbornly stuck to my moist pussy lips a little as he tugged on them but as they pulled free my little slit came into view, glistening with beads of excitement inviting him to lick it.