Author's Note: This story is at the request of a married couple. Their names and occupations have been changed to protect their identity. Please enjoy the start of your story, dear readers. There is plenty to follow in your wife's adventure.
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Pam Smith was quietly getting ready for work and did not want to wake her husband. His job with the fire department meant he sometimes had to work odd hours and he had only been home a short time. It took time for her to adjust to his crazy schedule, but now found it to be an important part of her routine.
She had already decided what she would be wearing the previous night and avoided looking at the conservative dress. Pam hated having to dress prim and proper for her much loved employment, but a third grade school teacher was expected to dress a certain way. At least she could wear the garter belt and old fashioned stockings without raising any eyes.
She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled at her athletic body, which was no small feet for a fifty year old woman who had given birth to several children. Pam went to the gym religiously three times a week and the work definitely paid off. She had seen plenty of women let themselves go after having children, but she never allowed that to happen. She wanted to look good for John and he loved her effort.
The black garter belt played nicely against her pale flesh. The black stockings looked great on her long legs. Her black lace bra concealed her pinkish-brown nipples under the fabric and she wished she didn't have to wear a bra at all. She was small enough to easily justify going without for the rest of her life, but the risk was too great. She could never risk her nipples pressing against her dress while at work. There was a time she liked concealing her tits, but John had made her very happy with her own body.
She finished getting ready and quietly left her apartment in the hopes she would be able to avoid that creepy super. Mr. Jacobs never bothered to hide his leering at the women in the building, even when his much younger wife was standing right next to him. Tanya Jacobs was very attractive and could easily have any man she wished. She had no idea what the woman saw in the old pervert.
She wanted to tell John about the way he looked at her, but knew he would react with his fists to defend her honor. She loved living in that building and liked her neighbors. The last thing she wanted was to make a change of living arrangements. Not to mention the difficulty in making the police understand why her husband would assault anyone. Pam could deal with the creepy super by ignoring him, which was the best solution she could come up with and it had worked well for her.
Pam was in luck and able to escape without being spotted by the pervert, since the last thing she wanted was for anyone to ruin her day. She was going to have another student teacher in her class, which always put her in a good mood. Despite all the years she had spent teaching her kids, she had never lost the fire in her heart for her job. Her love of the profession was great and encouraging the next generation to work towards their own passion for her profession was a very close second.
That day it was to be Benson Hughs and she knew very little about the young man. His name was one of countless that had learned from her and she would hold his hand every step of the way. Pam would ensure that he would be able to get past the frustrations that came with being a student teacher and remind him of the fire when needed. Every student teacher had their ups and downs, which is why she wanted to guide towards their success.
Pam walked to her classroom and found Benson Hughs waiting for her. His skin was the color of ebony and his eyes were very dark, which she found a little exciting for some strange reason. She had to look up to see his face as she approached the young man and his smile matched her own. He was very handsome for someone a good thirty years her junior and wondered why the thought crossed her mind. She had never been tempted to stray and was not about to start now.
They made small talk to pass the time and found the two of them clicked immediately. Her kids arrived and the pleasant conversation was cut short. Third graders needed constant supervision and she loved it, but there was no time to pick up where they had left off. With her own children no longer living at home, this was a chance for her to recapture some of what she lost. There was nothing she would do to ever put her job at risk, since she loved every moment she had with her kids.
Once her kids were gone for the day, she asked the young man with the fire of teaching in his dark eyes, "How did you like your first day, Mr. Hughs."
He smiled and said, "Please, call me Benson. I loved every moment of it. Thank you, Mrs. Smith."
She looked at her watch and said, "If I'm calling you Benson, then you should call me Pam. Are you hungry?"
He nodded and said, "Famished, Pam."
She smiled and said, "Good, because I am taking you out to dinner to celebrate your first day."
He looked down at her wedding ring and asked, "Won't your husband get upset if your late?"
She looked into his dark eyes and said, "He's a fireman and works odd hours. He's probably just now leaving for the station. How about it, Benson? Dinner on me?"
He smiled broadly as he said, "Since you put it that way, Pam, it sounds great."
She asked, "Do you have a car?"
He shook his head and said, "No. I took the bus."
