The rest of the week was uneventful, until Thursday when Patrick was scheduled to drop by. My ex got home from school about 5PM, right after theater rehearsal. She had started to help out with the school drama department by assistant directing the school plays. I got home a little before 6, making sure I was there as she got ready. My ex was pacing around a bit due to, as she called it, "a combination of excitement and terror", since she was going to her first time alone with Patrick. About 6:30 he called up to say he was downstairs. I told him my ex would be there at 7. He said he was ready and we hung up the phone.
I laid out my ex's outfit. We had already talked about what she would wear. Since she has said Patrick really liked the teacher look, we decided her plaid skirt and with a blue oxford button down shirt would work. For the slut underneath, the black see through body stocking we bought would be an interesting choice. The stocking was a light black mesh, with holes for her tits to pop out and open at her crotch. Nobody would ever suspect that the teacher was wearing something that totally exposed her privates, especially if she was going to school. From the outside, it looked like she was wearing a different type of stockings, nothing out of the ordinary.
A few minutes before 7, she went to the door to leave. She looked at me, and said, 'We're going to a new level, aren't we?' I said yes, and she could quit at any time. She replied she didn't want to, that this new level was really interesting, scary, but interesting. She walked down the stairs to her second job, knocked on the door, and heard Patrick welcome her. My ex just walked right in, and it made me think I wrote this down as tutoring. She walked in there like she as actually visiting a new student.
As my ex was into her new routine, I continued mine and went to the local tavern. I wasn't having many there; there wasn't enough time for that, but I was becoming a bit of a regular. It was a nice little place, good bar food and a nice mix of people. I liked going there when my ex was with a customer. It gave me a secret that I needed to have when these guys would start about their wives or their financial issues. I really wanted to tell them I had the solution of their wives were willing!
On this particular night, I was sitting by myself, nursing a scotch, when I got a tap on the shoulder. It was my ex's fellow teacher, Michael. Michael, the one who had finger fucked my wife in the restaurant parking lot. With all that we had done on this journey, this was the one sex act that made her regretful and embarrassed.
We exchanged hellos, and he sat next to me. We talked about the game that was on the TV, talked about neighborhood things, and then he changed the subject to what I didn't want to talk about.
"Have to tell you, Carolyn is so fucking hot! I never would have expected her to act like that -- especially in public!"
"Well, sometimes things just happen."
"I'm guessing you guys do that a lot?"
"Do what a lot?"
"You know, fuck around like that?
"No, that was a one-time thing." I wasn't telling him she was fucking for money. I suspected that he would pay, but he was definitely someone who could not find out what we were doing. In fact, he was number one on that particular list!
"Would you guys be willing to do more? I'd love to be involved if you do!"
My ex was right, he was a bit arrogant. Even though he had some heavy petting with my ex, he was acting like would we just jump into bed with him. I also started to feel sorry for his wife, as he was openly propositioning the husband of one his coworkers to have a threesome. Now I was sorry we did what we did with him.
"No, sorry, we don't do that stuff. As I said, what we did was a one-time thing. Besides, you're married if I'm not mistaken, and don't you think doing it with co-worker would be a bit too close to home?"
He started to laugh about it, and it made me wonder what was going on at that school. He finger fucks a colleague in the parking lot, suggest a three way to her husband, laughs about the whole thing, and oh yea, don't forget my ex-wife was turning tricks! What else was happening behind those closed school doors? Being rebuffed, he finished his drink and left. I looked at my watch and realized it was time to go.
I got home, heard the music still playing, and realized I had about another twenty minutes. I listened to see if I could hear anything from the apartment, but nothing was discernable. I went upstairs and waited for my ex to arrive.
Sure enough, she showed up right on time, right at the two-hour mark. I had to hand it to her, she really treated this like a business. You pay for two hours, you get two hours. She always valued her time, and this was no exception She opened the door, and although she had on her teacher clothes, she had the body stocking in her hand. That meant she was nude under those teacher clothes.
"Good day at work?" I said with a bit of a laugh.
"Oh yeah! I don't know what it is about you guys, but you all very active imaginations."
"How so?"
"He loves the teacher bit. He watched me dance and get down to the body stocking. He walked over, fingered me all while he was standing in his suit. He then took the stocking off me and really started to take me."
"Meaning?"
"He wanted me totally naked while he was clothed. He kept talking about fucking the teacher on her break, asking if I fucked others in the teacher lounge. He was getting off on this idea of the teacher as a slut. Have to tell you, his talking was almost as good as you when it comes to making me feel like a hot little slut."
I was okay with that as long as I was always the better one. "So, what happened after that?"
