St Benedict's School - "Where rebels thrive and trouble is the norm"
A rich kids' boarding school where lost cause rich kids go to be babysat. They are bad students with no prospects. The teachers are equally bad, with low expectations.
Teachers and students misbehave and have sexual situations.
Senior class, all 18 or older
Contains M/M oral and anal
Security Officer George Kent, Part 2
After my experience in the parking lot, life returned mostly to normal. I did my rounds around the school, with nothing out of the ordinary. I went home to my wife every night and pretended that nothing had changed for me. Of course, I thought about it all the time. I loved my wife and didn't want to hurt her. I was afraid that she'd hate me for being gay. So, I kept it from her. It turns out that I didn't need to worry.
One day, after yet another uneventful shift, I noticed a strange car in my spot in the driveway.
When I walked in, I stopped dead in my tracks. Sitting on my couch, next to my wife, Rachel was Trevor. He had his arm around her.
"Hi honey, welcome home," she said. "I think you know Trevor."
I gulped. "Uhm, yeah. He's a student at school. How do you know him? What's going on?"
Trevor spoke up, "I ran into your delightful wife at the grocery store. We got to talking, and it turns out that we have something in common. One thing led to another, a little this and that, and here we are."
"Trevor didn't say exactly how you two know each other. How do you know him, George?" Rachel asked, eyebrows raised. Her tone indicated that she was very interested in my response.
"You know, we see each other in the halls and say, 'Hi.' Stuff like that." I had to think fast before this blew up.
"Oh George, tell her the truth. Don't keep secrets from your lovely wife," he said with a grin.
I looked at both of them. He had a devious smile and she was waiting for my explanation.
"Go on, George, tell her how we know each other."
I couldn't say it. I couldn't admit to my wife that I had cheated on her with this student. That I had happily sucked his dick while kneeling in a parking lot.
After a few moments, Rachel said, "George, I know. Trevor told me that you sucked his cock. How you knelt on the ground and took his massive cock into your mouth and sucked him until he shot his hot load into your mouth."
The color drained from my face. I felt waves of cold heat rushing over my skin.
It was then that I saw that she had her hand on his thigh. It was dangerously close to the lump in his pants. How well did they know each other? Even as I wondered what they'd done together, my mouth watered thinking of having him in my mouth again.
"Rachel here has been a naughty girl. Like you, she couldn't resist taking my hard cock and sucking on it. She at least made it in the car." He laughed and Rachel blushed. My wife sucked him in the parking lot at the grocery store?
"Why don't you come over here and show her how it's done?"
"Are you mad?" I asked her.
"I wish you had told me. I'm sad about that, that you didn't think you could tell me. As for me, his cock is something special. Before I knew it, I was in his car, with his cock filling my mouth. I don't even remember leaving the store. I think I left the cart in a random aisle." She giggled. "He's a silver-tongued devil."
Her admission surprised me. Maybe it shouldn't have. She told me she was a wild child in college, but I'd never seen her like that since we were together. But she'd never given me any indication that she wanted to be like that again, and I never had a reason to doubt her.
She had a wolfish grin. "I want to see you worship his cock, just like I did."
I removed my jacket and knelt before him. I was inches away from his lap and I reached up to feel him through his pants. It was as big as I remembered. Just then Rachel placed her hand on mine, pressing my hand down. "Isn't it wonderful dear? Such a nice specimen. I want to watch you take it in your mouth. Will you do that for me? Suck this cock and take his load in your mouth?"
I stared in awe at my wife. I had been wrong not to tell her. Not just about sucking Trevor off, but about the fantasy. She was into it.
I nodded and tried to pull out his cock as fast as I could. I fumbled trying to get it out.
He put his hand on mine. I looked up and saw some measure of compassion. He was more patient with me than he was during our first encounter. I suppose that interrupting him while he was trying to fuck a teacher hadn't helped his mood. "You'll be fine. You've got this. My cock is coming back to familiar territory." He stood. "Rachel, undo my pants and get me ready for your cocksucking husband."
"Okay, Trevor." She undid his belt and pulled the zipper down. His pants slid down, and she hooked her fingers in his boxer briefs. His cock was pushing out, bulging his underwear. It sprang out as she pulled them down his thighs. He stepped out of them and sat down with his legs spread wide.
"It's beautiful," I said.
Rachel kneeled next to me, her arm around my back. "How long have you thought about this, honey?"
Tearing my eyes away from Trevor's cock, I looked at my wife. "Years. I only told one person and it didn't end well. I was afraid to say anything about it after that."
"You don't have to worry about that anymore. I love it, and now we can explore it together. I know some guys that I think you'll love. But we will do them together from now on. Okay?"
I hugged my wife. I should have known that she would understand me.
Trevor interrupted our sweet moment. "That's very touching, but how about you get to sucking my cock?"
"Yes sir," I said with a smile. I cupped his balls and kissed the tip of his meaty cock.