Rosey Awaens

What follows are the real remembrances, (slightly embellished) of an old man, who grew up the 60's, and in my humble opinion, had one hell of a time. All individuals are over the age of 18 and names have been changed for whatever reason. All of your critiques welcomed.

Rosey Awakens

When our kids were little, we enrolled them in a small parochial school where the parents were encouraged to be active in the PTA. There were meetings, parties, and dances, sometimes including the other private schools in the area, where the parents (and teachers) interacted and became acquainted.

The teachers were all nuns, with one exception, Rose, the third-grade teacher, who, I thought of immediately as a mouse. She was tall, about 5' 9", with bad posture, dull hair and baggy clothes. However, she had long light brown hair that she wore in a ponytail that almost reached her ass. Her husband, Steve, was the opposite; outgoing, stylish, and well-groomed.

As the parents got to know each other, we sort of morphed into a group of six couples that included Rose and Steve. We went out to dinners, had barbecues, parties, and the PTA functions which included dinner dances.

It became apparent that Steve was in complete control of Rose, she hardly opened her mouth without his approval. The more I looked at Rose, I began to see there was a lot more to her than you would think at first glance. At a tennis party, even though she wore baggy shorts and a sweatshirt, while the other women were more stylishly dressed, I could see that she had "legs for days" and her sweatshirt had an interesting movement when she ran.

At the PTA parties, the couples routinely danced with other partners. As I danced with Rose, I pulled her close and felt immediately two hard nipples poking me, I looked into her eyes and she was biting her lower lip. I was getting hard and had a sudden urge to kiss her, which was obviously not a good idea. After that dance, I made it a point to pay more attention and get to know her better.

At yet another dance with her, I looked over her shoulder and saw Steve dancing with Sharon and trying very hard to look down her dress. I said to Rose, "You are a very beautiful woman, why do you try so hard to hide your beauty?"

"Steve doesn't want me to be provocatively dressed."

I turned her around so she was facing Steve, "Your husband doesn't seem to mind looking at Sharon."

"Oh my God, he's looking down her dress". "He thinks she's a slut, I'm shocked he'd have any interest in her at all."

"She's well aware of what he's doing and she's not a slut, she just likes to show off and have fun. I think everyone here has seen her nipples at one time or another."

"Really? That's unbelievable. Wait, do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Yes, and I think you should celebrate your beauty, not by flashing your tits, but being a tad more stylish."

Meanwhile, we had gradually gotten closer, I could again feel her nipples and I was rock hard. I worked her over to the edge of the dance floor where no one was behind her and pulled her into my hard cock and reached down and squeezed her ass. I felt her tremble and was pretty sure she came.

She was licking her lips when the dance ended and I said, "If you have a free day and want to come to Kenmore, I'd love to buy you lunch."

"Oh, I couldn't."

"Well, think about it, just give me a call."

Nothing happened for weeks and I had almost forgotten about it when she called.

"You didn't mean lunch, did you?"

"No, I didn't."

"I thought so, but I wanted to be sure." She said she had to go, but would call again.

She called about a week later and after a few pleasantries, asked, "What about your wife?"

"My wife has a boyfriend that she's been fucking for almost a year and doesn't think I know."

"Are you going to leave her?"

"No, I have small children, but when they're grown, who knows? In the meantime, I feel I'm free to do as I please."

There was a long pause. Finally, I said, "Rose, I think this lunch idea may have been a mistake, you seem very reluctant, it may be better if we just forget about it."

"NO!!, absolutely not! I'm not reluctant at all. When you pulled me close and I felt your hardness, my pussy gushed and I was thrilled and amazed. I was flattered you asked me to lunch, but I was afraid you wouldn't like my body, or I'd embarrass myself when you found out how little I knew and I'd disappoint you."

"So, I'm a teacher, I needed to research the issue, and learn, but, there was no one to ask about it, I'm around Nuns all day whose answer to everything is, 'It's in the scriptures, you just have look.' I doubted the scriptures had the answers I was seeking."

"I started watching porn instead of lesson planning and found that there was even more than I thought I didn't know. Then I decided I'd try to warm up things with Steve, I even bought some risqué lingerie for Thursday night. I turned the lights down low, lit some candles, and waited on the bed for him."

"And, what happened?"

"He flew into a rage and called me a HARLOT! and a cheap whore. I cried and we had a horrible fight. I'm not a harlot or a whore. I told him he could sleep on the couch and he's been there for 3 nights. That's when I made up my mind to have lunch with you."

"Rose honey, you're no harlot or a whore and you're not going to disappoint me. I'm very sure of that, but let me ask a few questions?"

"OK, whatever you want to know."

"Do you have an active sex life?"

"Yes, every Thursday night."

"Would you describe what happens on Thursdays?"

"Well, I take a shower, get into bed with just my top on, and turn off the lights, Steve comes in, slips into bed, gets on top of me, makes love to me, and then we roll over and go to sleep. We hardly ever miss a Thursday night."

"Does he make love to you, or just fuck you till he comes?"

"Well... I can't seem to come, but, it's OK, Steve says I'm a cold fish with a low sex drive."

"I very much doubt that."

"Look, I'm not going to try to talk you into doing anything here, but, What I want, NO, what I need is a lover who is an eager, willing, and active participant, who needs the same, not a spectator who passively lays back and lets it happen. Someone who trusts me completely and will do as I say without any hesitation or reluctance. If you can be that person, if you will trust me and be mine for an afternoon, I can promise you won't be hurt or remorseful that you did."

"I can be that person. I want very much to be that person. There's a teacher's conference next Friday that I can easily bow out of, and Steve will be fishing with his pals starting Thursday till home Sunday. Will Friday work?"

We arranged for her to park her car at the mall and as I picked her up I noticed she'd dressed nicely with a white blouse, buttoned to her neck that was loose fitting enough to hide the shape of her breasts and black slacks that seemed a size too large. We started down Niagara Street to Sinatra's, a nice restaurant frequented by lawyer and politician types because of its nearness to the courthouse.

As I parked the car, I said, "You look lovely and I very much want to kiss you, but our first kiss is not going to be a quick peck in the car. You will have to wait. Can you?"

"I'm very nervous and I want very much to kiss you too... and I don't think I can wait a whole lot longer."

As we got out of the car I noticed she was walking behind me, and I looked at her and said, "STOP!" She stopped dead and looked at me. "I'm out to lunch with a beautiful lady, she doesn't walk behind me, doesn't hunch her shoulders, or cross her arms to hide her tits. She stands up straight, puts her shoulders back, holds my arm and walks beside me:. She's smiling and confident in her beauty".

Rose grabbed my arm and we continued.

The restaurant was busy, but not crowded. We were seated in a booth in the rear of the dining room that was rather private. I ordered us both a champagne cocktail, and we sat close and looked over the menu.

"Are you comfortable and going to be all right with what I told you I needed?"

"I've been thinking of nothing else all week and yes, very much yes, I'm yours for the afternoon and I will do whatever you say without hesitation, I trust you completely."

"Sir?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Let's find out if you mean it. I want you to go to the ladies, take off that awful bra you're wearing, put it in your purse, and walk back here with your shoulders back your blouse tucked tightly into your slacks, and the top three buttons unbuttoned. Do it now."

She looked at me with her eyes real big, took a deep breath, and said, "Yes Sir."

As she walked away, I thought I still can't get a good look at her ass in those slacks, but perhaps soon. She wasn't gone long, and as she walked back, I thought I could see almost a strut in her step and her nipples were proudly displayed. As she sat back down, she had a slight blush.

"Oh, my God, I never thought I could do something like that, but I loved it."

"Great, now unbutton the rest and show me your treasures."

"Her...Yes Sir."

The buttons were undone, she turned to me, the blouse fell open and I was looking at two gorgeous C-sized breasts that stood proud on her chest with quarter-sized pink areoles and nipples that were the most kissable I had ever seen.

She looked into my eyes and said, "I don't want any lunch, I'm much too excited to eat."

"Drink up. Waiter check please."

We quickly settled the bill and as we walked to the car, I discretely swallowed a small blue pill. We drove to the nearby Marriott and after parking, I removed a small half Gladstone overnight bag from the trunk. She looked at me but didn't say a thing. Once in the room, she came into my arms and we kissed hungrily. It was apparent she hadn't had a lot of practice. I stepped back, opened the bag, and took out a cold bottle of champagne and two glasses wrapped in a towel, I opened the bottle and we toasted.

"I'm not sure if I ever had champagne before, but this is very good. What else do you have in the bag?"

I handed her the bag and she took out another bottle of champagne, a Hitachi magic wand, a tube of Astroglide, a gold chain with two nipple clamps, and a medium-sized jeweled butt plug.

She looked at me with those big eyes and said, "I've been watching pornos to get an idea of how much I don't know, and that's a lot, but I learned what these are."

"And?"

She took another drink, climbed into my lap, and said, "I'm going to learn a lot, aren't I, Sir?"

I opened her blouse and exposed her wonderful tits with puffy nipples sticking out a least a half inch.

"I hope you like them, I can't help the nipples. I try to hide them, but they have a mind of their own."

"They are magnificent! And your nipples are wonders. Why on earth would you hide your beauty? You should celebrate it. People would kill to have these breasts, tits don't begin to describe them."

"I got them when I was 13, almost overnight and everyone stared at them, so I learned to hide them. I walked with my shoulders stooped. It felt so good today when you told me to put my shoulders back and walk with no bra. I thought I was going to die, but it was wonderful. Thank you."

"Thank you, SIR."

"Yes, Thank you, SIR."

I took off my shirt and held her close, feeling those nips like they were two stones pressing against me.

"Oh.. that feels marvelous, he never pays any attention to them, he ignores them."

"I'm not going to ignore them, I'm going to squeeze them, kiss them, lick them, suck on them, rub my cock all over them pour champagne on them, and clip those great nips. But first, let's get these pants off, I want to see all of you".

The slacks came off, and a full bush followed by a wonderful ass was revealed.

"You are a spectacular woman, kiss me."

Her kisses were getting better and better and she held me tight, rubbing those fabulous tits against me.

"Take my cock out."

"He never lets me touch him, this is so big and hard."

"It's no larger than average."

"Rub me all over your tits."

By now she was practically panting. "I can't believe how good this feels, no man has ever even seen my tits except my husband, and I have shown them to you before you even kissed me and now I'm rubbing this wonderful cock all over them and I absolutely LOVE IT."

I reached out and wrapped the gold chain around her waist and adjusted the clamps to squeeze her nipples rather hard. "Now, kiss and lick my cock."

"I've watched this, but I'm not sure how to do this right, you'll have to tell me."

"Just start by licking everything, up and down the sides, around the head, and don't forget the balls."

She was an avid listener and followed my instructions perfectly.

"Can I put it in my mouth?"

"Oh yes, but make sure no teeth, wrap your lips, stroke your hand, swirl your tongue around the head and suck it like you would a straw."

She was again a very fast student and in no time at all, she was giving a very nice BJ.

"Swing around so I can have your pussy and don't stop what you're doing."

I pulled her on top and we began to 69. As my tongue touched her soaked slit, and I tugged on the nipple chain, her legs began shaking and I reached out for the Astroglide and applied a good amount to her rosebud. She started screaming and squeezed my head with her thighs as she came. I spread her cheeks and inserted one then two fingers into her tight rectum, as it loosened, I lubed the jeweled plug and easily inserted it into her ass. She was still trembling when I rolled her over and hugged and kissed her.

"How's my cold fish doing?"

"Holy Shit! I didn't think anything like that was even possible, I thought all the cumming shown in the pornos was bull. I never thought I could cum, and certainly not like that. You're surely warming this fish up."

"We've only begun. Have some more champagne."

After much more kissing, licking, and squeezing, I rolled her on top, released her ponytail, which allowed her long hair to cascade over us, and told her to put my cock into her pussy and look into my eyes as she did. As I slid slowly into her tightness, she began to moan and mutter, "Oh...oh..oh/my Godddd". She was cumming one after another and I hadn't even begun to stroke her yet. Her tits were dancing on her chest and I grabbed the chain on both nipples and pulled. She started shaking all over and I pulled her down and held her tight. Her kisses were now world class and I was getting to a point where I just had to cum. We had more champagne and I held some in my mouth as I kissed and sucked on those great nips. Finally, I had her get on her knees and entered her sopping pussy from behind. As I slowly stroked her, she started moaning and saying, "Fuck me, fuck me, harder, harder."

I kept the slow and steady pace and when I felt her start trembling, I pulled out the butt plug and slid my hard cock into her lubed ass and kept the same slow and steady pace. She started to scream and said over and over, "Don't stop....Don't stop...Don't stop," as I emptied my swollen balls into her ass.

After we showered, making sure all parts were thoroughly spotless, we had more champagne and retired back to the bed, continuing to kiss and caress each other. Rose said, "I can't thank you enough for showing what sex should be and how to appreciate my body and not be afraid to strut a little. I'll always cherish our afternoon together. Now I know what bad sex I was having."

"The only bad sex is selfish sex, where there is no concern for the partner. You're a gorgeous lady, with a great sex drive, who's married to a fool. If you love him, you need to straighten him out and if that doesn't work, get rid of his ass."

"What would you do to me if I were yours?'

"Well, you're not, and you can't be, but the very first thing I would do is I'd mark you."

"Mark me?"

"Yes, I'd put the biggest hockey on your tit, no, on both tits, so that when you looked in the mirror, you would know you are mine. Then WE would shave your pussy, so that you would think of my cock during the day. WE would throw out all of your clothes and your armored underwear and buy you suitable attire for a beautiful woman. I would love and fuck you consistently, certainly on no schedule, and take you places where we could celebrate your beauty and I would be with the prettiest woman in sight. That would be a start."

"Oh, my God Charlie, how in the world am I going to go home to him?"

"You're going to have to train him, maybe make him jealous, you're sitting on the most powerful weapon ever known to man and now you know how to use it, if that's not possible you need to dump him and move on."

"YES, that's great advice. He's gone until Sunday, will you fuck me tomorrow?"

"And, can I have the toys?"