Rob stood outside her home, she had given him permission earlier that day to hunt on her property. After seeing her this morning he hadn't stopped thinking about her. She had answered the door in her robe, fresh from the shower. Her very skimpy robe showed the swell of her breasts and the outline of her nipples and was short enough that he got an eye full of those long tan legs. He shook his head, she was his former teacher! Granted she was only six years older but it felt like more, he hadn't seen her in four years but she was sexy as ever. He made it to the door and knocked, wondering what the hell he was doing. The door swung open revealing her wearing a loose but short white shirt, her sweatpants rolled over her hips. One quick peek and he noticed she wasn't wearing a bra, her slight peaks just visible.
"Hi Rob!" Jo exclaimed and smiled, "what brings you back here?"
Before he could answer her phone rang, "oh, come on in I need to get that real quick!" She darted toward the kitchen leaving him in the doorway. He shut the door and took off his boots.
He looked toward the sound of her voice, she was leaning over the kitchen island, her ass toward him. The loose shirt draped down, he could see up it from this angle, her round globes swinging freely. He hardened and before he realized what he was doing he strode forward placing his hands on her hips.
She stopped mid-sentence, her mind in shock, were Rob's hands on her hips? She remembered she was on the phone and stood up stammering, "what, um, what day and time did you say?"
She felt his lips on the side of her neck and his hand moving from her hip across her stomach. She was suddenly aware of his hardness in the small of her back. Unsure of what day and time she heard, she hung up the phone. She twisted in his arms pushing at him, "Rob what the hell? I was your teacher!"
"But you're not my teacher anymore and you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen" Rob said. He continued, "I have dreamed about touching you since my first class with you."
Despite her pushing, he lowered his lips to hers, she felt herself relaxing in his arms as he softly kissed her. What was she doing!? He was a former student! Former......she wasn't his teacher now, he was 22 years old. Feeling her relax his kiss became more intense, his hand moving to cup her breast, his thumb finding her nipple. Pleasure shot through her, rolling through her body. Despite the screaming in her head, she wanted him badly.
Not breaking their kiss he hoisted her onto the counter behind her placing himself between her legs. Her hands shook as she drew his shirt up, his muscles firm under her touch. Her eyes feasted when his shirt came off, her shirt following close behind. She could feel his hardness press between her legs, pleasure seeping through her. His lips moved down her throat to her collarbone searing her skin.
When his lips made contact with her nipple she heard herself gasp and arch into him. His tongue flicked sending tingles throughout her body, increasing her wetness. While working her nipples he ran his hands down to her hips pulling her sweats off, she was glad she had forgone panties today. He looked at her naked body before him and smiled, "damn you are beautiful."
He placed kisses on her nipples working his way down, when he got to her hip he paused briefly then continued down her thigh increasing her anticipation. She was about to urge him on when he started making his way back up to the sensitive place on her inner thigh. He ran a finger along her slit making her gasp from the long-awaited touch. "You're so wet," he said, licking her juices from his finger.