I Was Her Lover

I Was Her Lover

I know exactly what you are thinking. Middle aged school teacher at home on summer break, student living next door, kicking his heels before university. She frustrated by a husband who's gone off sex, needing an adventure. Him full of testosterone and ripe for seduction. Okay it was like that but and this is the big but, it wasn't just sex between them, oh no much more than that.

Okay, let's start a the beginning. Mrs Sinclair, Julie was my maths teacher. She was, I found out later, forty six. Living next door I knew a lot more about her. She was married to Peter for twenty three years. They had two daughters, Millie and Grace. Both on a backpacking holiday across Europe. Husband a salesman and away a lot. You get the picture so far.

Then there's me Ryan Baxter. Off to university in the autumn, science and engineering for me. Currently no girlfriend. Had two. The first Helen only lasted a week before she gave me the elbow. Said I was boring. The second, Phillipa, was nice but she wasn't up for anything other than kissing. A hand on her shirt and bra covered tit was all I got after three weeks. I tried to get her to take hold of my erection but she was having none of it. Fat chance of her being my first shag. I took her to the end of year prom hoping for a better response. Not a chance as daddy came by to pick her up. That was that and she went on holiday with mummy and daddy, thankfully.

Now back to Mrs Sinclair. Julie, I concluded quite quickly she was still good looking. She might have been a little plump around the middle but I could cope with that. She looked after herself and whenever we met she was always well dressed and made up. Even in school she was pleasant and was one of the few teachers who smiled.

We exchanged pleasantries when ever our paths crossed, a "hello" or "good morning". Mum was a good friend and once in a while the pair would go shopping for clothes. We did have a few barbecues together when the weather allowed but it was never a regular thing. Have to admit I fancied Millie and Grace. The trouble was they always seemed to have boyfriends hanging around.

It was three days into my summer break. The weather was good and I slept late. A night spent on the computer and I got to bed about two in the morning.. It was near dinner time when the house phone rang.

"Who the fuck is calling," I'm thinking. All our friends know our mobile numbers. Fucking cold callers.

"Hello."

"Hi Ryan, it's Julie here from next door. Could you come over I need help with something."

"Hi, can you give me five minutes."

"It's quite important and I would so appreciate it if you came right away, please."

"Okay right away."

Fuck me I was naked and had to find a shirt and some shorts. My cock was hard and needed to deflate before I walked anywhere. Two minutes and my shorts were on and my t-shirt in my hand as I moved quickly down the stairs. I was outside when I slipped my shirt over my head. I didn't knock, just opened the back door.

"Mrs Sinclair, it Ryan."

"Up here, first on the right."

Standing in the doorway was Julie dressed in a ball gown. Strapless blue silk dress going all the way to the floor.

"Thank heaven your here. I've zipped myself into this and can't get out."

Before I could say another word she turned away. I could see the zip wasn't completely closed and the teeth were misaligned. This could be tricky.

My hand went between her back and the dress. She shivered.

"Sorry my hand's a bit cold."

Her back wasn't, she felt lovely and warm.

"Just need to tug at it Mrs Sinclair. The zip's jammed and it might get broken if I'm not careful."

I tried to work it up, then work it down. Nothing seemed to be any good.

"Sorry Mrs Sinclair I just can't get it to budge. I think we'll have to cut you out."

"Can't do that."

"Why?"

"Ryan, I can't just get out of it. I've nothing on underneath."

"Oh, right. We'll have to try again."

"Bloody thing I was intending to throw it away. Sod's law this would happen."

"But Mrs Sinclair there's nothing wrong with it part from a broken zip and that could be easily fixed."

"It's my old prom dress from way back and I only put it on as I was feeling a bit nostalgic."

Now things were getting very tricky. For one I had no ideas as to what to do next. Most importantly I had a raging hard on and never wanted Mrs Sinclair to turn and see that. One long hard tug and down it came. Trouble was I was on tiptoes when it gave way and I lurch forward. My shoulder were pressed agains her back and I just naturally put my hand around her to stead us both. The inevitable happened and my hard cock pressed her bum cheeks.

"Sorry Mrs Sinclair. That's freed it up."

"Thanks Ryan but you can take your hand away now."

Shit I had hold of her left breast. It was like a hot iron in hand and I jumped back.

"Have to go, see you later. I was down the stairs and out in a flash. I could hear her saying something but ignored it.

I hid away in my bedroom all that day until mum came home.

"You fancy pizza since there's only the two us?"

"Sure, pizza would be great," I said.

"Anything exciting happened today."

"Nothing you would be interested in."

Thankfully the food arrived and we ate. I soon excused myself and went back to my bedroom. I lay looking at the ceiling and playing back the event of the day, especially Mrs Sinclair. Then it struck me. Something I'd missed. There on the bed were a strapless bra and a pair of silk knickers, the kind all the girls wear now with a patch just big enough to cover the cuni. That's why Julie was naked under her ball gown.

I heard the front door close. Mum had gone to work. I couldn't get back to sleep so up I got. I was in the kitchen making toast when there was a knock on the back door. I could see through the frosted glass it was Julie.

"Hi, I said as I opened the door."

"Hi can I come in."

I stood aside and she came in.

"You like a cup of coffee, just making myself one."

"No thanks I've come to ask you another big favour."

"Yes."

"I told you yesterday that was my ball gown I was trying on. It was but it was for something special. You come over when you've had your coffee and I'll l tell you'll about it."

"Okay," I said.

"See you in a little while. Don't be too long."

I wasn't. This was intriguing. The story of the dress. I was thinking all kinds of thoughts as I marched across the grass to next door.

"Up here," she called. Three strides and I was up the stairs and at the bedroom door.

"Thanks for coming," she said.

The ball gown was hung on the wardrobe door. The knickers and bra were nowhere to be seen.

"Sit down and we can talk," she said in her teacher voice.

I did.

"I was eighteen when I went to university. My last year at school and we had the prom. Mum made me that gown."

She leaned over and picked up an album from the floor. She flipped it open and turned a few pages.

"That was me at eighteen."

"You look very nice Mrs Sinclair."

"You think I was beautiful?"

"Yes very beautiful."

"He thought so to, Gavin the man who was my date for the night. He was very clever and destined for Oxford. I wasn't so bright and went to Leicester. We had a great night and I drank a little too much. To cut the story short and we had sex, my first and it was a glorious experience."

I was getting uncomfortable listening to her talk about sex in that way. Uncomfortable because her thigh was pressed against mine and causing my cock to inflate.

"Gavin got in touch a week or so after all these years. He wants us to meet up, our two families. He sent a photo of him, his wife and their three kids. She pulled a photo from the back of the album. He's put on a lot of weight in the last twenty odd years and I hardly recognised him."

I could see two fat adults with equally fat kids, two girls and a boy a few years younger than me

"That's were the dress comes in. I've kept it all these years and never worn it. Until now. You see I want you to take my photo same pose as this one. Can you do that for me?"

"I could try Mrs Sinclair."

"Call me Julie, no more Mrs Sinclair."

She stood and I watched as she took off her shirt. That was where the bra had gone. Then she dropped her jeans and she was wearing the skimpy knickers from the prom day.

"You don't mind do you?"

She turned holding the gown.

"No, not at all."

I watched as she stepped into the gown and pulled it up over her tits.

"Zip me up and let's hope the zipper is working this time."

I moved behind her and with fumbling finger and a hard cock zipped her up.

"I've got the spare room ready if you follow me." She picked up the album and I followed.

The spare room had been set up with a large white sheet as a backdrop. There was a camera on a tripod lined up with the backdrop.

"Now I'll get in to position and you direct me. You'll have to keep looking at the old photo to get it right."

She moved into the light. I looked at the photo. It took a little time until I was happy it was as good as it was going to get. I put down the album and stood behind the camera.

"Ready smile."

Click click and that was that.

We both looked at the screen on the back of the camera.

"Looks very good," I said, "Shall we see how they look on the big screen."

I followed her back to her bedroom. We sat on the bed and I watched as she blue toothed the pictures to her iPad.

"Oh I'm so pleased how they have come out. You want to hear my story about this dress and that night?"

"Yes, that would be nice."

She looked at me and smiled. "I'm going to be quite explicit when I tell you what happened between me and Gavin that night. Hope you're not shocked by anything I say."

"Okay, I think I know enough about sex not to be shocked."

"So I'll begin. Gavin had arranged to pick me up. He arrived in one of the big cars, all black and shiny. We sat in the back and he held my hand. He kissed me on the lips. Not my first kiss but it felt so good. When we arrived I could see all the boys looking at me. It felt so good and I was getting quite excited. We met friends, his and mine and we stood talking for a time. There was a buffet but I didn't eat a lot. No alcohol as this was the school gym. Nowadays the kids have theirs at a hotel and drink, some of them getting really drunk.

We danced and it my must have been around nine Gavin took my hand and led me away. He must have had it planned. He took me to to a room in the school I didn't even know existed. A broom cupboard but a bit bigger. There was sheets and things on the floor. I knew where this was going and I was ready for him to take me there. We sat down and he kissed me. I kissed him back. In those days he was good looking and all us girls fancied him.

One thing led to another and my zipper came down and his hand was on my breast. We were still kissing so I couldn't see anything he was doing. He took my hand and placed it around his hard cock. I was worried at the size of him but didn't know whether I should stay or run.

My mind is on his cock and before I knew it the top of my dress was around my waist and my bra was off. I opened my eyes as his mouth mover down to my tits. I still had his cock in my hand," she said.

I looked at her and she turned to look at me. Our lips met and we were kissing. It felt so good and I didn't mind that she was in my shorts and had hold of my hard cock. She stopped kissing me. She leaned down and panted a kiss on my cock head. She had my shorts off.

"Unzip me." she said and I reached behind and pulled the zip down. She pushed me back and stood up. The dress fell to the floor and she stepped out of it. She was now in that bra and knickers, just enough to cover her nipples and slit.

She came and lay beside me. "I Was soon down to bra and pants as I am now. I want you to photograph me like this. Will you do that?"

I nodded. I followed her and she took her place as before. A few clicks and we were done. Oh glory the bra came off and she smiled.

"Some more please." A few click.

The thong came down and off. She stood naked in her heels. "And again," she said quite matter of fact. Click click and I had a nude Mrs Sinclair on film.

"Take your shirt off please." I did and we were both naked. Her inner heels and me in my trainers.

"Now press the little timer button on the top by the shutter press and come over here." I found it and rushed to be by her side. Click and there we were on film. A naked Mrs Sinclair holding Ryan Baxter's cock.

She led me back to her bedroom and we lay on the bed. Her hand found my cock once more. "He helped me out of my dress and took off my bra. He pulled down my knickers and kissed my slit. Will you do that for me?"

I almost lost as I took in the scent of her pussy. I did more than just kiss her slit. My tongue was between her lips and I tasted pussy for the first time. I knew then I was going to have sex.

"Then he came back up and kissed me," so I did.

"I watched him take all his clothes off and get between my legs. Will you do that?" I did.

"Then he put it in me."

I didn't need to be told as I lined myself up with her lips. At last and it felt so good. She had her hands on my hips to stop me from going any further.

"You see Ryan I was a virgin back then and he had to break through. I'd heard all these stories about how painful it was so I was very tense."

She relaxed her hand and I went further in. She winced. "Just reliving that moment when he made me a woman and was all inside me."

I was up to the nuts inside my neighbour.

"He didn't last long before he came. He stayed hard and we did it again. You think you will be hard after the first time?"

"I'll try."

"If your not we can wait. So you do it."

Now I had it in her it felt as though I was along way off cumming.

"God Ryan, your a stud keeping going this long. You had plenty of practice?"

All I could do was shake my head.

"Cum for me Ryan, make your prom queen pregnant."

I hope that remark was just bravado as I shot loads of cum in her.

"Good boy, good boy."

I crawled up the bed and gave her a kiss.

"We need to rest for a while. I've got lots of things I want to do with you." We got under the covers and I closed my eyes.

I can't have slept long before Julie woke me. Her face was in my crotch and she was licking my cock.

"So what happened next with you and Gavin?"

"Not much. Once he'd cum inside me he got up. We dressed. He kissed me a peck on the lips and took my hand. He led me back to the hall and that was that. We danced, he wasn't very good. We talked, can't recall what it was. All I could think of was sex and more sex. He took me home and I never saw him again. Then he contacted me."

Gavin might not have wanted to have sex with her again but I did. I got her on her back and came between her legs. She smiled up at me as I slid inside. It felt good and I knew this is where I wanted to be.

"You see Ryan even back them we knew a lot about sex. The internet wasn't so full of it but there was plenty fora girl of my age to read. You see if Gavin had stayed with me I would have done this with him."

I lay open mouthed as Julie gave me my first blow job. It was fantastic knowing she had her mouth around my cock and her tongue was sliding over my cock head. Just just a lick this was something so much more as her tongue went into that little space under my helmet.

"Fuck Julie," I said, though gasps, "I'm close."

I was expecting her to move away. She did and liked up at me and smiled.

"Back in the good old days I wouldn't have let you cum in my mouth. Lucky for you it's not the those times any more."

She was back on my cock and her head was bobbing and her tongue was on my helmet. I could hold out for long. She must have felt my cock swell. She sucked every last drop of cum out of me. I was gone. A lay in the glow of my orgasm as she swallowed my cum.

The next thing I knew was Julie over me. Her wondrous tits gently swaying in front of my face.

"Don't mean to break up the part but I'm meeting some friends for lunch. We should shower and I'd better get going."

We were at odds under the water. I wanted to feel her up and play with her tits and cunt, she wanted to get cleaned up and out. She slapped my hand away.

"Ryan, please I need to be going. If you like you can come back tomorrow."

"You want to?"

"Sure do. After all there are lots of things I wanted to do with Gavin but never did."

I kissed her good bye and dressed.

It was half seven the next morning when my phone rang. "You want to come for breakfast?"

I was out of bed, on with shorts and out of the house in short before she could say any more.

All Julie had on was a long t-shirt. She took my hand and led me intone dinning room. The table was bare. She pulled the shirt over her head as she backed up and slid her bum not he oak table. Her legs were speed and her flaps we gaping just a little. This was my breakfast and would be until husband came home.

We fucked in every position she could think of. I don't know how many ties she came but I was a lot.. I came three and four times a day. We drank plenty but didn't eat much. Mum even commented on how athletic I was looking.

Her husband came home to spoil the fun and we went back to just being neighbours.

"Hi Ryan," he said one Saturday afternoon when he was in the garden. I was kicking a ball around trying not to damage any of dad's plants.

"Hi Mr Sinclair.

"Ryan I've got to thank you. The photo you took of Julie in her old prom dress was very good, so good we've framed it and hung it in the dinning room. Come over we've got a little something for you."

I came though the gate between us and followed him into the house. Julie was standing in the kitchen.

"Hi Ryan. How are you?"

"Fine. Nice day again."

"It is, I think I'll do some sunbathing in a while," she said with that look other face/

"Come and have a look a the portrait now it on the wall," he said.

Julie touched my had as she passed following her husband. I felt a tingle in my body and my cock started to respond. There on the wall was the framed photo I took.

"All Julie's work I have to admit. She's even made a smaller one for you. If you'll accept it."

I looked at Julie the at him.

"Thank you very much. This will be my first as a photographer."

"You go and hang it somewhere," said Julie.

I left holding my prize. A few minutes alter my phone pinged. A message. 'There's more to see." A message from Julie.

In my room with the door shut I opened the back of the photo frame. Behind the photo of Julie in her prom dress was her standing naked holding my cock. The photo was signed with three kisses.

We never had the opportunity for Amy more sex that summer. The girls arrived back the middle of August

A message from Julie that was unusual as I knew our relationship had cooled to almost freezing point since he had come home. "You should ask Millie out. I think she fancies you. Do it soon or you might regret it."

I did and she jumped a the chance. We didn't do much just walked and talked. We went a few pubs and had a meal. We held hands and she let me kiss her.

"Ryan, for fuck sake I'm a woman you can touch me."

It didn't take long before groping tuned to sex and she was in my bed, nearly a permeant fixture. Mum and dad were not greatly bothered when She stayed all night. I think their attitude was, 'it going to happen so why not in comfort and safety.'

Millie and I stayed together through university. We are married now and have two kids. Joe is a great mother in law and regularly babysits for us.

I still have the photo of her hidden behind the original. It hangs in our hallway and I often think back to those times when Julie taught me so much about so many things.