After much convincing, I was able to get you to enroll in a couple of classes at our local community college. You didnât want to take any classes with people fresh out of high school so I suggested you sign up for night classes; most of the students attending those are adults who have day jobs. One of these classes was on Monday and Wednesday nights and this is where you met Victoria.
You were nervous on your first day and who could blame you? You sat towards the back of the classroom. There were about 60 desks in the large room so you hoped that sitting in the back would make you semi-invisible to the teacher. As the starting time of your art history class approached, more people came into the room. And I was right, about eighty percent of the students looked like they were at least 25 years old. You were glad to see that most of the people in the class were of âcar-rentingâ age. One particular student caught your eye.
She peeked through the door shyly at first, then took the one of the closest seats to the exit. Her wavy, brown hair just touched her shoulders and framed the soft features of her face. The black sweater she was wearing was a snug fit around her curvaceous breasts and stomach. And those jeans werenât hiding any bit of her peach-shaped ass. You looked away from her for a minute just in case she saw you staring; but the image of this voluptuous kitten was intoxicating.
The instructor came in and introduced herself. You barely heard a word of her introduction to the class. Your eye candy turned and saw you looking at her; you didnât look away and she smiled as she turned back to face the teacher. Okay, you thought, she may be willing to talk to me; I should go say hi after class is over.
First days of class are never very long, and after thirty minutes, the instructor dismissed everyone. You jumped up from your seat and quickly approached the woman. She looked up and smiled again.
âUm, hi. So are you going to stay in the class?â you asked.
âYeah, probably. It seems like a pretty easy 3 units.
âAnd the teacher is pretty nice⊠so far.â
âYup.â
There was that awkward silence that always comes when talking to a stranger. You looked down at her hand and noticed that she had a big diamond ring on her finger. Your thoughts took a big sigh at the prospect that she was married.
âIâm John by the way,â you finally said after those long 4 seconds.
âHi John, Iâm Victoria,â she responded as she looked down at her ring and curled her fingers. âI guess we should get out of here before the next class starts. Do you want to go to the bookstore with me?â
âSure!â you quickly said, regretting the noticeable enthusiasm in your voice. âI have some spare time before I head home.â
As you two walked to the store, you found out that Victoria worked at an advertising agency in San Francisco, but got laid off eight months ago. She found a job working in PR in San Jose and her husband already worked as a police officer in Sunnyvale, so they left their apartment in the city and bought a small condo in Mountain View. Her current job wasnât as challenging or paying nearly enough as her ad job, so she decided to take some classes at the community college to make up for the lack of stimulation she was getting at work.
After getting textbooks, you and Victoria began walking to the parking lot.
âWell, I should get going now. My husband works these crazy hours so when he is home, he likes me to be there,â she said with a sigh.
âIt sounds like youâre not too happy about that.â
âI mean, I love him, but lately it hasnât been too great. Well I donât want to bore you with the details so Iâll take off now.â
You parted ways and promised to see her at the next class. As she walked to her car, you watched her ass sway back and forth in those jeans and thought of all of the naughty things you could do with those delicious buns.
âOoooo itâs Wednesday. Arenât you excited about seeing your new âgirlfriendââ I teased as you were getting ready.
Your cock grew hard at the thought of seeing Victoria again and seeing me in my skirt and tank top didnât help. Throwing your bag on the floor, you grabbed my shoulders, led me into the living room, bent me over the couch, and proceeded to hike my skirt up and pull my panties to the side.
âMmmm fuck me John,â I whimpered as you pulled out your cock. I dug my fingernails into the cushions as your rod pushed into me. You grabbed my tits and pounded my wet cunt; we came in a matter of minutes.
âOhh.. that was nice. But you better hurry up. Youâre going to be late for class.â
âOh yeah⊠okay, see you in a little bit sweetie,â kissing my forehead before you walked out the door.
âDonât be too bad John. You donât want to scare her off!â I giggled.
You got into the classroom with two minutes to spare. Almost all of the seats were taken except for a few stray desks in the corners. You scanned the room looking for Victoria and she was sitting in the same place as Monday, with her bag on the seat next to her. Hoping that the seat she was saving was for you, you walked towards her.
âI was wondering if you would show up,â she said as she gave you another bright smile. âI saved a seat for you.â
âHey thanks!â You took the seat and the teacher started her lecture. Victoria was wearing yet another outfit that took your breath away. This time it was a mid-length black leather skirt with a sheer white blouse. You could see the faint outline of her nipples; your hands began to get sweaty.
The ninety minutes went by fast, you had about three paragraphs worth of notes while Victoria had about three pages. You closed your notebook quickly so she wouldnât think you were âoccupiedâ with something else. Before you could say anything to Victoria, she asked:
âSo John, do you want to go out for some coffee?â All you could do was nod.
You two grabbed a couple cups of coffee and decided to take a walk around a more secluded lawn area on campus. You talked about work, the art class, and other subjects. You caught Victoria a couple of times looking below your belt, but didnât make a big deal out of it. The last thing you wanted to do was embarrass her. One of the top buttons of her blouse became undone during the walk, but you didnât mention it to her.
âSo how was hanging out with your hubby on Monday?â you finally got the courage to ask.
âNot too great. He wanted me home, but then when I was there, he just watched TV and ignored me.â
âThat sucks. Iâm pretty good at giving my girlfriend the attention she needs. Weâre happy.â
âGood for you! How would she feel about you walking around with some woman you met in a class?â
âI actually told her about you. She was a little worried at first, but sheâs okay with it now. And itâs not like anything is going to happen!â
âYeah⊠thatâs true,â said Victoria. You noticed a bit of disappointment in her voice as she said it.
âHey, would you like to come to our apartment and meet her? She would love to meet you.â
âUmm.. sure. I mean, if youâre sure itâll be okay with her. I donât want to get you in trouble.â
âNah⊠sheâs okay with it.â
âSweetie? Iâm home!â you said as you entered.
âHellooooâŠâ I said as I met you at the door. âOh hi!â
âHi thereâ said Victoria.
âThis is Victoria, sheâs in my art history class,â you said. âVictoria, this is Amy, my girlfriend.â
We shook hands and exchanged greetings again. We all sat down and chatted a bit. I took a couple of peeks at her and winked at you. I had a feeling you brought Victoria here for other reasons than just to introduce her to me, so I proceeded to make my exit.
âWell it was very nice meeting you Victoria. I was actually heading out to meet some friends of mine, but youâre welcome to stay around.â
âOh! Thanks! It was nice meeting you as well⊠Iâll probably be heading out soon too,â she said.
We exchanged one last good-bye and I left.
There were a few more seconds of silence and you got up to get another glass of wine. When you came back, you sat a bit closer to her than before. She noticed but didnât shy way; instead, she leaned in towards you. Her cleavage was showing more than ever now, and you couldnât help but notice the lovely curve of her tits. You had a brief thought about your cock sliding between those soft mounds.