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Louise had just written her personal report for the day, sitting in her empty classroom. It was a nice way to keep track of the different classes' progress during the week, also while noting her own feelings and impressions. She was nearly done, just finishing with some constructive comments on some of the weaker-performing pupils. She happened to glance out the classroom window when she put the tip of the pen in her mouth to think of anything to add. She saw a chubby young man in an oversized hoodie walking, looking down at his phone the whole time, heading towards the school building. It was Tony. What was he doing here after the school day had ended?
Louise finished her report, closed her notebook, and packed it in her bag. She strode out and saw Tony had stopped in the hallway right outside the door of the school office. He leaned casually against the wall, phone now back in his pocket.
"What are you doing here?" Louise asked, approaching Tony.
The teen looked at her up and down. She wore regular yoga pants and a red shirt, but with her voluptuous forms, she still gave plenty to look at. Louise thought it was odd he already seemed a tad cockier and more unrestrained than usual. It was just the two of them in this hallway, the bell had just rung a little earlier, while all the other staff had left for the day.
"What's it look like? I need tutoring," he chuckled. His smile betrayed what he meant.
Louise couldn't help but get flustered. She was ever the confident woman, but Tony's brazenness was something she wasn't sure how to handle... especially with having taken his load on her face, and the two of them having seen each other's private areas. But a deal was a deal. She'd jack him off today, then it would be a week until the next time. What she wouldn't do to satisfy her Johnny...
"We can't do anything here" Louise said in a whisper, even if no one was around. "I know we had a deal, but we can't do that sort of thing here! I could get suspended!"
"Relax, I've only got twenty minutes before the football practice. How 'bout we sneak into the empty classroom here and we knock it out real quick? You're tutoring me so it's not suspicious we're hanging out in a classroom," Tony suggested, eager to get on with it.
Louise shifted her footing, unsure. It's true that no one would expect otherwise, but... it was still at the school... And anyone could walk in at any moment! Nope! This was not happening! She had let her emotions and libido get the better of her that first time, she had to be stronger now. And it wasn't worth risking the job she and her husband had worked so hard to achieve. Louise swallowed dryly, nervously shaking her head.
"I'm sorry, Tony," she sighed, frowning regretfully.
"Well... alright, guess we can take care of it in your car instead. A deal is a deal, and time is ticking. I've been thinking about it all day," Tony said.
"Can't it wait?!" Louise asked.
"Nope," he grinned. "I'm ready to go. I'm not gonna play football like this."
"Tony, I don't want to do it at all," Louise sighed.
"Should've said that to your husband. Now come on. We made a deal. I'm not taking no for an answer," Tony said, turning for them to get going.
The teacher looked away, feeling cornered.
Louise really needed Tony to shut the fuck up, but he was right. They made this deal. She silently cursed her husband and his stupid fantasy and replied, "Okay, fine. But please. Twenty minutes, like you said, nothing more. And I'm even doing it in the car. No silly shenanigans. And remember no intercourse. Got it?"
"Yeah yeah. Lead the way, sexy."
Louise couldn't believe she was doing this. She was leading this punk to her own car so she could give him a handjob. Luckily she had parked quite secluded behind the corner. Anyone who would leave school still wouldn't notice them. However, the consequences if people got wind of what they were doing here...
At the car, Louise told Tony to get in. With a smug grin, Tony did so. Louise didn't bother jumping in herself, instead, she stood in the doorway like this. No one would see her, and if they did they'd see the other side of the car anyway.
"Now lay back and relax," Louise said with a business-like smile.
Tony pulled his gym shorts and underwear down in a hurry, so Louise reached for his cock and immediately began to stroke it with her whole hand, focusing on the head and his nuts. She started out with fast, easy jerks, then slowed the pace to a smooth and sensual movement. Tony groaned in delight as he felt her silky married hands come in contact with his throbbing member.
'Twenty minutes,'
Louise internally reminded herself.
She glanced over at Tony, who looked relaxed, head thrown back against the headrest as his hips raised up and down against her hand. Louise worked with ease, running her fingers along the tip and length of the fat teenage uncut meat. She couldn't get over how big it was, both width and length. A hot shiver of nervous excitement raced through her when she found herself imagining taking something so big in her body. Knowing she had chosen such a brazen boy to do anything intimate with made her break out in goosebumps all over. But the rules were there for a reason. That way she could protect her morals and principles and explore them too.
"Spit on it," Tony groaned.
"Sorry, no," Louise answered immediately.
"I said, spit on it. Or at least kiss it or something. You're chafing me," Tony commanded. Louise gulped, not used to being bossed around.
"It's filthy," Louise explained in a low voice, continuing the steady pumping. She realized she was actually enjoying his cock inside her hand, its mass and feeling. But kissing it? That would be so dirty... he probably was all sweaty and stuff...
"And me giving you head in my bedroom was clean? If you don't..." he warned.
"Fine. I won't kiss it but I guess I can... give some spit..." she sighed and stopped for a moment, then bent down over his cock.
She leaned in and let out a small dribble down onto his cock, causing him to groan in satisfaction. The precum mixed with her saliva made Tony's cock glisten and drip all over his sack and into his lap, slicker sounds filling the small space between them. Louise's rhythm turned faster. Tony's face turned grim as he bit down on his lip.
