The Physics Teacher

This is the second chapter of a story based on true facts, which I lived during my high school days, back in the late '70s. Names have been changed to protect the innocent and the not so innocent as well. All characters are consenting adults. Also, English is not my first language. Anyway, criticism is not only welcomed but expected.

You should read the first chapter to learn about the characters and the first interaction between the protagonists.

As one reader kindly commented, porn access was very limited in the '70s but in my country you could get it in beta or VHS through bootleg copies sold in the black market withouta problem, so my pals and I did frequently. Enjoy!

PART ONE

After the steamy session I had with Professor Louise, I made a conscious effort to keep on paying attention. Incredibly, I could concentrate better in her classes from this moment onward. Hubert and Jack were still struggling but they soon seemed to be making a better effort, and somehow, they began to improve their grades. We continued with our course without much incident.

The second trimester started and the material in physics became more complex. We were now delving into some more advnced stuff which was quite difficult, and I started to lag once again which wasn't missed by Professor Louise. After the first quiz which, while not abysmal was not up to my recent standards, I got another of those little notes inviting me to her place for tutoring. Alas, this time dad was away on business, and I didn't have anyone to drive me there, so I called her.

"Professor Louise?" I asked

"Yes. Who is it?" she answered with that husky voice that always sent shivers down my spine.

"It's me, Theo," I said "I'm calling because my dad is away on business, and I don't have anyone to drive me to your home so I don't think I can make it this weekend"

"Can't your mom drive you here?" she asked

"No," I said. "She doesn't drive."

She stopped to think for a few seconds then she proposed.

"OK, that's actually better," she said cryptically. "I can pick you up at the mall close to your place. But on one condition."

"Anyone, Professor," I answered. "Just tell me"

"Tell your mom that you'll be spending Saturday night at a friend of yours," she stated and added, "and bring a small overnight bag"

I couldn't believe what I heard.

"Are you asking me to spend the night at your place?" I wondered.

"Yeah, why? Do you have a problem with that?" she asked

"N-n-no, I don't," I stammered. "I'll tell my mom"

Thankfully, my mom was very trusting, and she just took it in stride. I told her I would be spending Saturday night at Hubert's and even though it was highly unlikely for her to call and check, I phoned him to ask him to cover for me in case she did.

"So, you need me to tell your mom you're here if she calls even when you won't be here?" Hubert asked, intrigued. "Where will you be?"

"Can't tell you, Hube, sorry," I answered. "Short story, I got a pretty girl whose parents will not be home this weekend and I can't miss this chance."

"You lucky dog!" he chuckled. "OK. I'll cover for you."

"Thanks pal, I owe you one!" I said, relieved. "Don't tell Jack. You know how it is. If a secret is known by more than two people is not a secret anymore."

"No worries pal. See you and good luck. Rub one off before you go. That way you'll last longer than three seconds!" Hubert said with a chuckle, and then he added, "tell me all the details later, ok?"

I hung up without answering.

PART TWO

Early that Saturday I still couldn't believe what Professor Louise asked me to do. I packed a small overnight bag with some underwear, a few toiletries and my pajamas, and threw it on my back. I called Professor Louise to tell her I was on my way to the mall, and she asked me to wait for her at 09:00 am on the corner where Wendy's was, in the parking lot.

At 8:30 I was already sitting on the curb, rubbing my sweaty palms in my jeans, and nervously waiting for her. With a punctuality expected from a physics teacher, she arrived at 9 sharp. She was driving a deep red, two-year-old Chevrolet Corvette. I jumped in shotgun almost before she had completely stopped. Louise was dressed in skintight black leather pants, high heels and a semitransparent red blouse. Her hair was loose except for a barrette in the middle of her head, and she had very dark sunglasses. Her lipstick was ruby red, and she wore no makeup. Not that she needed it. She had nailed the movie-star-going-incognito look.

"Nice ride!" I said admiring the car. "I think I'll go into teaching if this kind of wheels can be afforded with that job."

"Hahaha. You're so naïve, Theo" she answered. "I got this car, the house and a nice financial agreement after my divorce from the cheating bastard of my ex-husband. I could never afford that house or this car on a teacher's salary"

With that, she throttled out of the parking lot, and we were soon speeding towards her house. The throaty hum of the sports car was an erotic element all on its own. On arrival she turned into the covered garage and switched off the engine. She then turned to me and spoke dead seriously.

"This must remain completely secret, Theo," she said not leaving my eyes. "I'm taking a big risk here. You're a student, I'm your teacher and I could not only lose my job. I could go to jail for molesting a student."

"But I'm 18 already, professor," I retorted. "I won't tell a soul, of course, but you cannot get charged with molesting me if I'm of age, can you?"

"I'm still your teacher, Theo," she said with a sigh. "That is where the problem lies, with me being an authority figure and blah, blah, blah. So please, zipped lips."

"Of course, Professor. I will never do something that endangers you."

She smiled and stepped out of the car.

"You're so sweet. Bring your bag and follow me," she asked me.

We went inside the house and directly to her bedroom. She asked me to drop my bag on the futon at the foot of the bed and to follow her downstairs.

We sat at the dining room and began to practice orbital mechanics and how it was based on Newton's laws of movement. Just like the previous time, I could concentrate with ease and I could grasp the material without a problem. Her command of the most obscure concepts was enticing to my mind and her explanations kept me very interested. Time flew by and before I knew it, it was lunch time. She stretched her arms above her head which did wonders for her breasts in that vaporous blouse and said.

"Let's order some pizza, ok?" she proposed.

While waiting for the pizza we sat in the living room and started to chat. She asked me if I had gotten a girlfriend since my last visit. I turned deep red and answered,

"No. I haven't even thought of that."

"Well, you must start thinking about it," she said. "You won't have me screwing you for much longer, will you?"

"I know. But in the meantime,..." and I left the phrase hanging there.

She kept staring at me and then said.

"Let me get comfortable. Wait here, please."

PART THREE

She strutted upstairs and was gone for a while. The short conversation and hearing she saying the words "screwing me" so freely had started to get me hard, teenage that I was.

After a while she came back and again, I was sure I heard a loud clump and again I thought it was my jaw hitting the floor. She was wearing a very skimpy white bikini that consisted of two small triangles covering little more than her areolas and a slightly larger one covering her mound, tied in the back with a G-string. Over that she was wearing a semitransparent robe loosely tied in her waist. The piercing on her navel seemed to catch all the light and reflected it in multicolored flashes.

"I have a pool in the back, she purred. "Wanna jump in?"

"I didn't bring a swimming suit, sorry," I said dejectedly. "I didn't know."

"Tch Tch. I should have told you, Theo," she responded, and then, "but don't worry. Go upstairs and check on the room next to mine. There should be something in the dresser there."

With some difficulty due to my hardon I stood up and followed her instructions. I went to that room and started rummaging the dresser. I found several swimming trunks but were of the brief variety, not the ones I was used to wear, and I wasn't that sure of my body image to try on one of those skimpy ones. I was more used to the more common kind of beachwear, you know, those horrible baggy shorts that most teenagers had favored for a long time. I finally decided on some kind of boxer shorts, that went down to my mid thigh, that were made of spandex, but the only one I found was was white. I returned to her bedroom and picked my bag and went into the bathroom. There I undressed rapidly and tried to stuff my boner in the swimming trunks. It was not easy, but I finally managed, putting it sideways, although it left quite an obscene bulge still visible.

I tried to return downstairs hoping that she would be already at the pool. No luck. She was talking to someone and I froze in the upper landing of the staircase wondering who the hell would be there.

Thank the gods, it was just the pizzaboy. She paid, took the pizzas to the kitchen and without turning her head, she called to me:

"You can come down, Theo," she told me. "It won't become any easier if you wait"

Mortified, I descended the steps and walked in the kitchen, my bulge not getting any smaller.

"Nice view!" She said approvingly. "I think it is only fair for you to give me some eye candy after the show I gave you with this bikini" she commented while twinkling her eyes naughtily to me. "Let's eat and then let's go to the pool," she added. "We have plenty of time before the next study session."

So, we sat to eat, had some small talk and before I was ready, she stood up and said. "Let's get some water over us, shall we?"

Without waiting for my response, she walked towards the glass door in the back of the kitchen. The bright sun outside shone through her flimsy robe and framed her incredible body in a golden halo, showing off her fantastic figure and putting all sorts of dirty thoughts in my mind. I suspect she knew exactly the effect this show would have on my hormone-filled mind. My cock, which had deflated a lot while having lunch, was again hard as steel and quite uncomfortable in those absurd swimming trunks. Struggling to accomodate it sideways once again, I had no choice but to walk behind her.

Soon we were in her fantastically luxurious back yard. Tropical trees framed a scenic pool with a small waterfall on one side and a springboard on the other. Several pool lounges were scattered around, and a hot tub decorated the end of the pool where the waterfall was. On the other end of the pool a small bar sat with three high stools. Professor Louise sat down in one of the lounges and gestured me to come close.

I walked towards her with my hands covering my boner and she said.

"Take those hands away, Theo," she said with a little impatience. "There's nobody else here and I have already seen it before. Don't be shy," she chuckled taking off her sunglasses. I lowered my hands and her eyes immediately were glued on the lewd spectacle of my boner pressing on the sheer fabric of the speedos. Sexily biting her lower lip she said, "come here and rub some sunscreen on my back. I cannot reach it"

She shed her robe, turned around and laid on her belly. Her ass was an incredible view. Round and firm with a slight patina of sweat. The thin straps of her bikini surrounded the top of her butt and disappeared lusciously between her globes. Her hips were round and rotund, and her waist as narrow as any teenaged girl. There were very few 18-year-olds that could hold a candle to this woman's toned body.

I approached this goddess with a painfully hard cock and grabbed the bottle of sunscreen with trembling hands. I poured some on her back and started to rub her. The feeling in my hands was fantastic. Her warmth irradiated to my fingers and her scent rose to my nostrils. Her arousal was already noticeable to anyone with a sensitive nose. I inhaled her smell deeply and somehow this put some boldness in me. I straddled her thighs and moved my hands toward her shoulders. My cock was straining at the speedos and laid pressed in her ass crack and she began to twerk it slowly, rubbing my cock and making me even harder if it was possible.

On my way up, I untied the straps that held her bikini top and I delayed myself rubbing and massaging her shoulders and shoulder blades spreading the sunscreen thoroughly. My dick was now peeking above the waistline and without me noticing, was dripping precum in her ass crack which slid between her globes towards her barely clad pussy. Then I crawled lower and moved my hands downwards to massage her ass for a while. I remained there for some time. This was already more than just rubbing some lotion on her skin. This was foreplay. This was sexual. Damn, this was turning me on too much...

I began applying sun lotion on her left leg, massaging slowly from the buttock to her foot, thoroughly pressing her firm skin and muscles until I reached the end. Then I moved to the other leg. I slowly massaged upwards, retracing my previous route all the way up to her corresponding globe. Then I focused on her inner thighs, and she parted her legs giving me a glimpse of her barely covered crotch that clung to her body showing off an exciting camel toe. Daringly I moved my hands there and felt the almost inhuman heat irradiating from her pussy. She sported a large wet spot on her bikini bottom where her fluids and my precum mingled happily and the smell coming from there mixed with her sweat, the flowers of the garden and the sunscreen making a very intoxicating combination. I was seeing stars by now and without noticing, I was already rubbing her slit through the sheer fabric of her bikini.

"Mmmmmmmhhh" She groaned.

"Sorry. Should I stop?" I asked

"Mmmh, no," she answered turning around to lie on her back now. "Put some sunscreen on my front now"

"I think you can reach your front yourself," I blabbered, "but I'm not complaining."

"I didn't think you would" she said rising her knees and parting them.

"Rub away, stud" she said while pulling off her loose bikini top and letting those gorgeous tits free.

She put her arms over her head, and I couldn't miss the musky odor of her armpits. I loved the way her sweat smelled. To this day, I'm a sucker for unaltered female body smells. She looked at my eyes and said

"I knew you liked my smell since tht day at school," she said seductively. "That's why I didn't put any deodorant today."

I glued my nose to her left armpit and drank the luscious smell. It was intense, musky, seductive. It smelled extremely feminine and alluring. It travelled from my nose to the most primitive part of my brain, making my cock swell even more. I delicately licked it to find the flavor equally intoxicating.

I had already stopped to be worried about the obscene aspect of my cock enclosed on those spandex shorts. The head was very clearly visible over the top of the waistband releasing profuse amounts of precum over the swimming trunk and making it quite transparent. I concentrated on the luscious body in front of me and started to apply the sunscreen.

Beginning above her breast, I massaged the lotion above her globes, rubbing firmly on her nipples and pinching them between thumb and index finger. She responded with a moan and arched her chest to get closer to my lewd massage. I pressed my hands on her tits bringing them together and I could feel her heart beating rapidly as her chest rose with her breaths. I took more sunscreen and started on her flat belly. The two bands of muscle were tight and hard, and her belly was taut. I applied and massaged the sunscreen slowly getting closer and closer to her groin. Something in my mind made me stop and I moved down to her legs, massaging them circularly and pressing upwards while more and more sunscreen was applied.

"Teaser" she murmured.

On reaching her thighs, she parted them and gave me full access. The wet spot that I saw earlier on her bikini was now a large soaked stain. Apparently that bikini had no inner lining, and the moisture made it so transparent that I could see every detail of her pussy, every throbbing movement of her perineum whenever I got my hands closer and of course, every pulsation of her labia as her lust was slowly overcoming her. I could smell that animalistic aroma she released when she was excited.

I began to rub the upper inner thighs and soon I began to rub her pussy through the skimpy cloth. Her clit was very hard, and it could be felt clearly through the soaked and sheer cloth of her bikini.

She jerked when I first touched it but since she only moaned louder, I took the clue and started to rub it in earnest. She began to hump her hips and in no time, there was that torrent soaking her bikini. Without a thought I lowered my face and glued my lips drinking the deluge from its source. She was now thrashing around and grunting while her orgasm washed over her. After a short while, she rested on the bed and looked down on me. With her eyes expressively showing off her arousal she gazed directly at me and said, "that was fucking good, Theo. You surely took the edge off me." Then, standing up she said. "Now, let's go to the pool."

I stood up with my cock still painfully hard and peeking above the waistline which didn't scape her gaze. Pulling her bikini down she drank the lewd show I was giving. "Just drop the damn trunks already," she said then adding with a chuckle, "they're not covering much anyway."

I looked down and was mortified at seeing how transparent the trunks had become and how obscene my cockhead looked above that waistline. The head was angry red and glistening with precum and the cloth was soaked, almost transparent, letting my cum-filled balls and my bush to be clearly visible. Apparently, these trunks didn't have a liner either. I resigned myself and pulled them down and we were then both stark naked.

She grabbed me by my cock and pulled me to the pool. We dove right in. The water was fresh. Not hot, nor cold, and it kind of calmed me down a little but not for long. She swam to me like a predator and firmly grasped my cock again.

"This thing seems like it's ready to burst right now, and we can't have it, can we?" With that she started to wank me with confident movements and came down to kiss me with fury while her other hand massaged my butt grabbing fiercely. Our tongues were hungrily intertwinning as our lips sucked at each other's. She was biting my lips slowly and I, finding that very erotic, responded in kind. Her index finger began to rub my asshole, and this sent electric shocks all through my cock. It took her no time at all, and as she inserted one finger in my ass, I came with ropes and ropes of spunk pouring in the water while my eyes turned upwards, and my legs turned to rubber. Thankfully, her finger in my ass and the water up to our chests helped hold me up until I could focus my vision again.

"OK," she said with eyes that burned with lusy. "Now that we took the edge off of you as well, let's move down to more serious fucking."

She guided me to the hot tub, and we climbed in. She turned it on, and jets of hot water began to massage my skin. It was the first time I got in one of those things and a lot can be said about it. I sat on the little bench with the water up my chest, and she took space on my lap grabbing my cock in the same movement.

"Getting any ideas, stud?" she asked. "I hope you're becoming less shy when you're here with me like this"

I grabbed her head and after a deep kiss I broke apart. I sliver of saliva connected our mouths. I murmured, "I want to sink my cock deep in your pussy, Louise. I want to fuck you silly. I know I will be the one fucked silly, but I don't care. I want to learn from you. I want to learn everything.-