It started just like a normal day. I got up at 6.00 and was dressed and showered by 6.30. I left my house and continued to work. When I got to work I say down at my desk in my own private room (I'm the vice chairman of a software company) and worked all day. When I got home, I climbed onto my sofa and fell asleep. Someone at the door rudely awakened me at about 20.00.
I climbed up, still realizing I was wearing my suit and opened the door. It was my neighbour, Shirley. She stood there looking at me. I remembered Shirley, about 5'6", with brown eyes. She was a brunette, and had nice 33d breasts. I smiled and asked her what she wanted.
"I'm sorry to ask you at this time of night, but would you be able to give us a lift to the school please?" That's right, I remembered, Shirley was a single mum with a son about 6. He came around sometimes to play with my model cars.
"Sure," I said.
Within minutes we were down at the car and Shirley and I were talking about numerous things. The weather, last night's football game, among others. The journey went smoothly and we pulled up into the car park of the school. We climbed out of the car and she took Joey, her son, by the hand, leading him into the building.
"Oh," she said, turning round. "I wouldn't normally ask, but would you please be able to wait here for us. We shouldn't take more than an hour?"
"That's fine," I replied. It was true, I didn't have anything better to do, so I sat in a chair in the hall, as parents and teachers bustled all about me, entering and leaving classrooms, shouting at the kids.
It was then I saw her. A teacher, taking some parents through to a room. She looked at me, and I smiled at her. She returned the smile rather seductively. She was gorgeous, with blond her tied at the back, glasses that just highlighted her beauty and a long, black skirt. She was wearing a plain white shirt and I could see she was about a 34dd cup. I instantly became hard. She took the parents into the room.
Five minutes later she re-appeared, going over to someone else and taking them in. God, I wished she would take me in to the classroom, with the blurred door you couldn't see behind. I hated those doors. I could have watched her talking, pushing back her hair. Her beautiful, golden hair. When she re-appeared I would watch her intently, the way she walked, slowly moving her hips, got me even harder. Eventually, the parents had gone. There were no more in this section of the corridor.
Parents walked out of her classroom, but she did not. Teachers came out of the classrooms all around me, walking off down the corridor. They were talking about a fifteen-minute break. I waited; certain Shirley would be done soon. I waited for a few more minutes and then suddenly the door opened. She stood there, and began to walk towards me.
"Little Jonny's parent I assume?" she asked me, the corner of her lip twisted into a grin. I smiled at the joke.
"Yes," I replied, putting my arms around her waste, I've heard he's been giving you a little trouble recently."