As soon as we arrived back at mine we climbed out of the car and headed inside. I owned a two bedroom flat, big enough for just me, and kept the place fairly tidy. There was a computer and, small, filing cabinet in the corner that I used for my shop business, a couple of two seater sofas, television, stereo and a coffee table in the front room but that was all. I wasn't one for ornaments or pictures all over the place, I saw enough thanks to the shop, so the walls were bare.
"Would you like anything to drink Alice?" I asked.
"Do you have anything alcoholic?"
"I've got wine, beer or would you prefer something stronger?"
"Do you have any vodka or scotch?" Alice asked.
I went into the kitchen and fetched a couple of glasses before going over to the filing cabinet and opening the bottom drawer. I took out the bottle of scotch that was in there and went over and sat with Alice.
"I'm afraid I've only got scotch." I told her, before half filling her glass. "Do you want any water in that?"
"No thank you that's perfect." She said taking a small sip.
"So Alice do you remember what you said at the reunion?" I asked.
"Which thing I said quite a lot that night if I remember?"
"The part about wanting to do a lot more other than teaching, but never getting around to them."
"Oh that yes I remember." She answered.
"Do you want to tell me about them?"
Alice finished her drink and asked for another, which I poured, and looked at me.
"All I have ever done is teaching and, over the last five years, things about it have been getting me down."
"How do you mean?" I asked.
"Teachers don't seem to be in charge anymore." She said. "When I started kids respected us but now we just get more and more abuse and there is nothing we can do."
"Surely there are rules, just as in any job." I said.
"There is but the kids don't care." She answered, taking a large drink from her class. "They say things to us that I would never have dared say to an adult."
"What sort of things?" I asked.
"On more than one occasion I have, let's say, been asked to flash various parts of my anatomy."
"That's not right."
"One eighteen year old even asked me to give him an A and said he would make it worth my while."
"Haven't you ever complained to the head?"
"It always comes down to our word against theirs and their friends always stick by them." She said.
"So what have you wanted to do different then?"
"I suppose just the usual, travel, see the world, get married to a nice man, have kids and be happy and settled." She said. "But it's too late for the kids and marriage part now I guess."
"The kids I guess it is but why the marriage?"
"Because I'm fifty-three years old and people just see me as a lonely old, work obsessed woman."
"Actually you are a very attractive fifty three year old, nobody would ever guess that was your age just by looking at you." I told her. "Don't you ever go out at the weekend?"
"Not really, unless its school related like the reunion, I'd just sooner stay at home."
I filled our glasses again and took a swallow. Alice was twenty-eight years older than me, and my old teacher, yet I was having the best weekend I had ever had. If she went out she would easily be able to find someone that would treat her well, not all men were bastards.
"What about another job? Isn't there anything else you could do?" I asked.
"The thing is, apart from the attitude of the kids, I am good at my job, can teach maths and English and the holidays are good." She said smiling. "And now I'm too old to change careers."
Alice finished her drink and put her glass on the coffee table.
"Can I use your toilet please Andy?" She asked. "That scotch has gone straight through me."
"Of course you can it's just through there." I said pointing towards the door on the opposite wall.
As Alice went through the door I went to fill our glasses again and noticed that the bottle was virtually empty, we had drunk three quarters of a bottle between us already, and I went into the kitchen. I had no more scotch in the house so got a couple of beers out of the fridge and went and sat back down, just as Alice returned from the bathroom.
"I needed that." She said as she sat back down, closer to me this time.
"I'm afraid the scotch is almost gone." I told her showing her the bottle. "Hope you don't mind beer."
Alice took the scotch from me, downed what was left, and then picked up her beer.
"Beer's good thanks." She said.
I put my arm around her shoulder and we slowly drank our beers and didn't say anything until they were empty. Alice finished first and put her bottle down.
"Do you want to show me the rest of the flat then Andy?" She asked. "I've only seen in here and your bathroom."
I took her hand and pulled her up from the sofa and began to show her what there was to see. As we walked past the spare room Alice stopped.
"What do you keep in here then?" She asked.
"I suppose you could call it a storeroom." I told her. "It's just full of spare stock for the shop."
"Show me Andy please."
I opened the door and Alice just stared. There were boxes stacked around all four walls, right up to the ceiling, and a pile of papers on the floor.
"Fuck Andy is all this for the shop?" She asked. "Will you really sell it all?"
"Yes everything is the shops and I better sell it otherwise I will be stuck with it all."
I closed the door and showed Alice the only room she hadn't seen, my bedroom. My bedroom was the only room in the flat that gave any indication as to what I was into. I had deliberately got the rest of the apartment gothic free, just in case I ever met someone who didn't like that scene, but the bedroom was my private space. There was a laptop thrown on to the bed, the walls were painted black and were adorned with half a dozen pictures spaced evenly around the walls, and the bed and all the furniture was black as well. The bed itself was just a three quarter size, black metal framed, standard bed. There was nothing fancy about any of the furniture I owned, it did its job and that suited me.
"I love this room Andy." Alice said. "It brings out the real you."
"Thank you Alice." I said as she dropped onto the bed.
"Aren't you going to join me then?" She said patting the bed next to her.
I sat on the edge of the bed, took my boots off and then lay next to her. I could tell by her eyes that Alice was slightly drunk but that just made her look dirtier than usual. I began to kiss her face and neck, slowly sliding my hand up her top towards her tits. Alice reached down my body and began to knead my cock, roughly through my trousers. The amount I had drunk caused me to take a little longer to get hard but my cock was soon pushing against the restraints of my trousers, trying to burst through.
Alice's nipples were rock hard and I tweak them, slightly harder than I normally would, causing her to gasp out loudly. Using her spare hand Alice pulled her top over head and then undid the buttons on her jeans and inched them over hips. I stopped kissing and fondling her and removed her jeans completely, leaving her lying there in just her bra and g-string.
She undid my trousers and snaked her way inside them and into my underwear, catching the tip of my cock with her nails. I winced slightly, and then relaxed, as she gripped me tightly and began pulling me as vigorously as she could inside my clothing. I bent my head and let my tongue trace a thin line from her belly button all the way up to her neckline, leaving a thin trail of saliva against her skin.
"Andy I need you to fuck me again so badly." She gasped.
"Not yet I'm going to tease you first." I said before lightly kissing her neck as my fingers traced their way down over her stomach and over her g-string covered pussy.
"Please Andy I'm begging you." She slurred slightly, the drink finally starting to hit her harder.
"All in good time Alice." I said as I continued to tease her, my light touches tickling and exciting her at the same time.
"I need you to know something Andy." She said as she lifted her ass and pushed her pussy against my fingers.
"What is it Alice?" I asked.
"Ever since last night you have made me feel more of a woman than I have in years." She said. "And awakened a sexuality I didn't realise I had."
Her hand movements were going as fast as they could inside the confines of my trousers.
"I want to do things with you I have only ever dreamt about." She continued.
"What sort of things Alice?" I asked, my hand sliding in and out of her g-string.
"When you blindfolded me on the way to the shop in the car." She started. "I felt helpless but at the same time was so horny that I actually came a little bit."
"Really?" I asked slightly surprised.
"Yes really you could have took me anywhere and done anything and I didn't have a clue." She said. "And I just started to think..."
"Think what Alice?" I asked as she hesitated.
"What it would be like to be completely helpless and at your mercy." She finished. "Can you make me feel like that Andy please?"
"I can if you are sure." I said. "But if you get too uncomfortable you must tell me to stop."
