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Teacher-Student Reunion
Leanne had a way about her... a certain mystical charm which drew you to her like a moth to a flame and would ensnare you in her carnal web of lust and desire. Once ensnared, all were hopelessly enslaved and unable to escape her wicked charms, yet who would complain. I know I certainly wouldn't.
What was it that drew people to her like helpless sheep to the slaughter so willingly, knowing that they would be forever imprisoned by her, yet still submitting to her wanton desires.
Was it her crystal ice blue eyes which could peer into your soul and awaken latent desires long suppressed or was it her pouting full ruby read lips that begged to be kissed. Maybe it was her shoulder length chestnut brown naturally curly hair which she so playfully and teasingly put in front of her face like a innocent little girl begging you to come out an play, yet she was far from innocent.
Perhaps it was her sumptuous 5'8" 125 pound 34C-24-34 body which she so elegantly and gracefully strutted out on the dance floor as her body moved in perfect unison to the pulsating rhythms spun by the DJ.
While out on the dance floor, she would gyrate and her body would beckon people to dance with her, yet she was very particular who she danced with. Very rarely would a man stand a chance with her but yet she loved to tempt and tease them.
Her favorite tease was to sensually and seductively run her hands over her body concentrating on the "vital areas" and wearing skimpy and revealing clothing which left very little to the imagination, just enough to make you want to see more.
Her other tease which could run a close tie to her favorite way to mercilessly tempt men would be when she would dance with her girlfriends or even some girl she never met before in the bar.
The way they would dance as they put their arms around each other's waists, passionately French kiss, rubbed their hot sweaty scantly clad bodies together as their pussies grinded together while they danced together would be just short of X-rated and was reminisce of a show you would find two hot girls doing on stage at a private strip club.
After Leanne had you in her clutches, what kept you there? Perhaps it was the way those pouting ruby red lips wrapped themselves around your cock as she went down on you, taking your tool all the way in her warm wet mouth and sucking you dry. She would use her tongue and lick around your cock head and up and down the shaft as she would massage your balls.
Taking your cock back into her mouth she would drink you dry as you spewed your hot manhood. Leanne would swallow it all down not missing a drop and her motto was "Good girls suck but bad girls swallow."
Perhaps another way she kept you coming back for more was the way she made love to you. Maybe it was the way she rode you cowgirl style as her golden bronzed tan body moved up and down and her shaven pink pussy gripped the sides of your cock and milked you dry. Try to imagine her sweet sugar walls gripping the sides of your cock and stroking it like 1000's of satiny smooth velvet fingers.
As she would ride you she would pull you up and allow you to suck on her sumptuous breasts as she held your head there and your bodies rocked back and forth in perfect unison.
Also try to imagine her warm soft hot sweaty body underneath yours as you fucked missionary style. Her little body would writhe under yours and her perfectly toned short little dancer's legs would wrap themselves around you as her long torso rubbed up against your body.
Your bodies would melt together like warm butter on the finest fresh baked pasty and you would move together as one. Your souls would be mystically united as the world around you slipped away. Time and space would lose all meaning and you would be caught up in your own universe aware only of the other and without saying a word you would intuitively know what the other wanted.
As your passions rose higher and higher your pleasures grew stronger and stronger and your orgasms grew ever closer until you both climaxed in unison. She would flood your cock with her hot sticky nectar and you would spew your hot manhood forth deep into her waiting pussy like a massive erupting volcano which had been long dormant and had just awoken.
If the sexual gratifications weren't enough to keep you ensnared what other possible ways could she keep you from ever wanting to leave her side. The answer probably lied in her mannerisms and womanly charm.
Apart from being a sensual and seductive party animal and a insatiable lascivious wanton slut in the bedroom, Leanne had a softer side, a charm, elegance and grace about her that was just as evident and just as much a part of who she was.
Even though she was a total insatiable slut in the bedroom, she was very much the lady in public and be the first one to help anybody who needed it. Perhaps she could be faulted for being too caring and generous, but again I never have heard of compassion ever being a personality weakness that needed to be worked on.
When it came to intimacy, however, she was very selective in the men she allowed in her life not only because she could because she had what every guy wanted sexually, but also because of the fact that once committed, she was fiercely loyal to her man and treated him like a king.
Leanne would go out of her way for her special man and would stand behind him in all that he did and would do all that she could to encourage him to reach for his dreams. Leanne would also make her man feel special, dress for him in certain ways if he wanted her to, and not only stand with him during the good times, but would be willing to walk with him through the fires of life and together, hand in hand, they would face whatever life handed them.
In short, Leanne could be considered a modern day "June Cleaver" or even "Harriet Nelson," but with a twist. Not only was she a totally devoted loving housewife and domestic partner, she was a career woman as well, who balanced both with grace and charm.
"How do I know so much about Leanne," you may be asking yourself, well let's just say that I am the lucky man who won her heart and affection but un beknownst to me I had it the first day she walked in to my sphere of influence and those affections would lie dormant for years until we were reunited as fate would ordain a certain summer's eve.
It all started few years ago. I had just finished my undergraduate in mathematics with a minor in computer science and had graduated early(that December). During my last semester in school, I had interviewed with a number of reputable companies but had my heart set on working with a well known and well sought after defense contractor.
However, there would be one little snag that would briefly stand in my way from landing a job with them... they were in the middle of a hiring freeze that would last for what they estimated to be about 19 months.
They were very interested in hiring me but they couldn't until their new facility was built in my area which would bring over 1500 jobs to the area. I signed a contingent contract offer which stated once the plant was built I would be hired as a systems analyst.
It was contingent on my area winning the bid to build the plant. You see I wanted to stay in my area if at all possible seeing that I had been left a nice lake side cabin by my parents when they retired back east to be with my mom's family.
While I was waiting to be hired I made use of my time. A friend of mine suggested I teach math while I waited on the company to be built here and so I did. I was hired on to replace a math teacher who took an early medical retirement and was given a Junior class homeroom.
It was one of the five county schools in our area which was rated class 4-A in athletics(roughly about 1250 students). I taught 3 sections of Trig/Advanced Math, one section of Pre-Calculus and one section of what came to be known as "senior math"(math for those who just needed an easy credit to graduate).
Of the other two periods of the day one was taken up by duty(during lunch) and the other was my planning time. Any how, Leanne would arrive to the school just a few weeks before I did as a junior and was assigned to my home room.
I remember the first day I saw her. She was looking very stunning in her white sweater and grey skirt and I could tell she was going to be quite popular and would eventually have the boys eating out of her hands. She also knew it and used it to her advantage.
For the first couple of weeks she didn't say much to me but I could tell she liked me just by the way she kept watching me and finally she would eventually come up after homeroom and asked if she could aid for me on my planning period and I said sure.
During this time she would let her hair down around me and I came to find out she was what you would call a chatty Cathy, in that he would talk your ear off if you let her.
Leanne told me that she was an army brat and her father had been assigned here for 21 months but said when it came time for her to move again she was going to stay here. Leanne was tired of constantly not being able to put roots down and besides she confided in me that she fell in love with the natural beauty of the area with the lakes and mountains.
Over the rest remaining 5 months in school, I could tell we were getting closer and I could tell she was sending off signals that she liked me but I never acted on it for a number of reasons. First of all, I had a hard and fast rule. I never got involved with "Jailbait"(girls under 18). That was bad news and trouble and I wanted neither
Second, my standard minimum age was usually 21. On one rare occasions did I date someone between 18-21, but that was when I was in college and was attending a frat party. We were both pretty wasted and ended up fucking. When we sobered up she had the attitude like it never even happened so I never saw her again.
However my last rule which I added on the advice of one of my closest friends was to never get involved with someone under your direction such as a employee under you or in my case a student. He said to trust him on this and it would save a whole mess of headaches.
The next year and a half passed pretty much without incident although during her senior year Leanne had pretty much ramped up her affections for me and as I would come to find out she wasn't the only one who had the hots for me. Pretty much all the girls in my classes thought I was a "stud muffin." I guess I could see that seeing that at age 24 I had that preppie charm and pretty boy looks going for me.
Anyhow, Leanne would graduate but about a week before she did, she came down to my room all excited.
"Guess what Mr. Johnson,"
