Want to say thanks to Dusty Beard for the help in editing and consolidating my somewhat rambling story.
They met on the schoolyard of the school where Olivia worked as a first-grade teacher.
As the bell rang for the end of the day, Mrs. Johnson (Olivia to her colleagues) made her way to the school playground, her heart racing with excitement and nerves. She couldn't believe she was finally going to meet Mr. Parker. David was the father of one of her students, word around school was that he was a charming and handsome man that just exuded confidence and a strong sexual nature. As she scanned the crowded playground, her eyes locked onto his tall, muscular frame, and she felt her breath catch in her throat. He was standing by the jungle gym, watching the children play with a warm, friendly smile on his face.
Olivia approached him, feeling her heart pounding in her chest. "Hello, Mr. Parker," she said softly, trying to keep her composure, she could almost feel his sexual nature and alure.
He turned to her, and her eyes met his piercing blue ones. "Hi, Mrs. Johnson. It is nice to finally meet you, but please, call me David." His voice was deep and husky, sending a shiver down her spine, she noticed a hint of a British accent.
They stood looking at each other for a moment, and Olivia felt herself becoming flustered. She had heard a lot from the secretaries in the school office about Mr. Parker, how handsome he was, and how much of a sexual aura he projected, and it was now projected toward Olivia. She felt a warmth spread through her body as they stood there staring at each other, their eyes locked. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears, and she swallowed hard, trying to steady her nerves. She had seen him dropping his son off at school, and something about him aroused something that had been building for the last couple years of her marriage.
"So," he said, his voice low and husky, "how long have you been teaching."
Olivia hesitated for a moment before answering Mr. Parker's question. She didn't know what to say. She wanted to stand there and take in the erotic aura he projected. Finally, she decided to be honest. "I've been teaching at this school since I got my teaching degree," she replied.
He raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "So, it can't be very long, you look so young."
"Just about four years now," she said.
He thought her husband is a lucky fuck. Taking in her large tits and slim body, she reminded him of the beautiful Assistant District Attorney on Law and Order, but with big tits. She couldn't conceal that she had a hot body, even under the sensible dress she was wearing. He took in her large tits, and imagined himself caressing their fullness and sucking her hard nipples. He found himself imagining what it would be like to kiss her, to feel her lips against his own. He was also fascinated by her body and what it would feel like to fuck her. Is her cunt tight? Was she a woman who is uptight sexually, or is she one of those women with a prim and proper façade but during sex can be a woman eager, but also expects complete satisfaction from the man she was fucking? He couldn't wait to find out.
Olivia shifted her weight from one foot to the other, suddenly feeling his gaze slowly undressing her, she was sure he was checking her out, he may be married, but she felt like an object of more than a professional interest. She was suddenly turned on, another man was checking out her body, another man that wanted her. Her arousal came from the fact that her husband of 4 years had recently lost interest in her. When they fucked, he was distant and often not involved, he never caressed her breasts, sucked on her nipples, even fingering her cunt was a rare occurrence. Licking her pussy to get her aroused now almost never happened, he pushed her away when she tried to stroke his cock, or to suck on it. Once he was ready, it was straight missionary that only lasted until he came. He had never brought her to an orgasm, and she knew she was missing out. She knew there could be something more.
She could not believe how forward Mr. Parker was being, he knew that she completely understood what he wanted from her, but something about him made her want to open up to him, even if he was clearly sizing her up.
He leaned in closer, his eyes locking onto hers. "My son enjoys your class immensely," he said with a sexual leer in his voice.
"I enjoy his involvement in the class," she said in reply.
Olivia felt a shiver run down her spine, and she took a step back, trying to break the intense eye contact. "Uh, yeah, well, I should probably get back to the children," she said, turning and starting to walk away.
David watched her go, feeling a mix of frustration and fascination, he wanted to know more about her, to learn everything he could about her. He really wanted to fuck her, he was going to savor what she had to offer and enjoy the conquest. Walking back to his car, he couldn't stop thinking about Mrs. Johnson.
At the end of the next school day, he came back to school, hoping to run into her again. He did, they stood there for a long moment staring at each other across the playground, then she walked towards him, her tits moving desirably under her dress. They made small talk for several minutes, both sensing what would happen soon. She looked up at him, her eyes locking onto his as he reached out and touched her arm, his fingers tracing the soft skin.
Olivia trembled at his touch, looking up into his eyes she saw the devilish glint in them. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips, his tongue stroking against hers gently. Olivia moaned as she returned his passionate kiss. Her better sense took over and she stepped back from their kiss. "We can't, I'm a married woman," she said.
"And I'm a married man," he said, "but I have never met anyone to whom I'm more attracted. I want to fuck you, pleasure you, and be pleasured by you. I sense that you feel the same, but if I'm wrong, just say so and I'll leave."
He turned to leave, and she cried out, "No."
He smiled, his eyes darkening with lust, "then let's find somewhere private," he whispered, taking her hand, and leading her around the corner of the building.
Olivia felt her heart hammering in her chest. She knew this was wrong, but she could not resist the magnetic pull of his presence. Her sexual needs, that were totally ignored by her husband, seemed to be what David was sent to fulfill. She was aroused by the very presence of him, she knew she shouldn't be, she was married, but something about him made her feel naughty and adventurous and yearning to open her legs and experience sex with this beautiful man.
Her body filled with desire, and her mind was racing with thoughts of being his secret lover. He led her into the building and through the locker room door, there was no one in the room and some of the lights were off. She felt her heart pounding in her chest, and was embarrassed to know that he could tell how much she wanted him just by looking at her face.
He kissed her and she returned his kiss with passion. He felt his heart racing with excitement and anticipation as he continued to kiss her, exploring her mouth with his tongue. Olivia moaned as their kiss continued and her cunt tingled with anticipation. They broke their kiss and looked into each other's eyes. She knew it was crazy, but she needed to give herself to him.
Olivia stepped back from him and slowly began to unbutton her blouse. She slid it off, revealing a sheer bra encasing her full, firm tits. She knew that men found her tits enticing. Her husband was not all that interested in her tits, rarely cupping the fullness of them or sucking on her nipples during foreplay. She removed her bra; David did not believe it when her saw her tits; they were as perfect as he had imagined. "Your tits are incredible," he said, eagerly watching her undress.
She clutched her bra and blouse in her hands and sat down on one of the benches in the locker room. She looked up to him to see him quickly undressing, she wanted him as much as he wanted her, though she knew she shouldn't, but with her state of arousal, there was no turning back. It was her first betrayal of her husband, but she did not care and wasn't going to turn back now.
He slid his pants to the floor and just as quickly slid off his boxers. She was amazed that his cock was flaccid, but still much larger and longer than her husbands, looking on in amazement as his cock rapidly became longer and thicker. Once fully erect, it had a slight upward curve and was larger than any cock she had ever seen. He tugged off his Polo shirt and approached her.
He laid her back on the bench, unbuttoned her skirt, and slid it off, leaving only a pair of sheer thong panties. He knelt near the bench and pulled the thong off exposing her completely shaved cunt. She had started shaving her pussy when she overheard some of the teachers gossiping about how shaving had increased their husband's interest, though the first time after she had shaved herself, her husband did not even seem to notice.
David lowered his head and began licking her slit. She closed her eyes as he licked at her cunt with his tongue. He worked his tongue steadily, creating a gentle suction as he swirled it around her clit. Her mind raced. She was a married woman, what was she doing here in an empty locker room at school, with another man probing her pussy with his tongue? The idea of being unfaithful to her husband had never entered her mind, but there was a strong sexual presence that she found unable to resist. She had willingly exposed her tits to him and he had undressed her completely without any resistance from her. She tingled with arousal from the look on his face when he saw her nude body, and how she aroused him. His cock got hard simply because her body aroused him.
