Hello readers,
Firstly, thanks for all comments on stories posted, it's great to have encouragement or any sort of comments on them. And I'm always willing to hear about any stories you'd prefer to see continue over others.
The following is going back to the School Slut tale. I couldn't see much mileage in continuing with the dinner lady Kim and thought pairing the main character with his original Mistress Ms Chapman might have more cause for entertainment.
Do enjoy
He was 24 now and free of a controlling woman in his life, but in truth he didn't know what to do with himself. It wasn't that he hadn't enjoyed some of the activities since school but women like Marie, Ms Brady and Kim had taken him as a lover only to have an alterior motive which wasn't his enjoyment. At least Ms Chapman was honest about what she enjoyed and what she wanted him to do. Having started his own business running a wine store now, he was making good money and reasoned that the way profits were going he could leave the running of the store to his employees and be the wealthy owner who only had to show up occasionally. It was a Friday afternoon and a pleasant end of summer evening, not too warm, but not as cool as autumn would bring. He had idly contemplated closing early when he noticed a woman had come in and was browsing the Italian and French wines. Trying not to stare, he admired what he could see; well fitting business skirt short enough to sit above the woman's knees, what looked like expensive tights and black heels. This accompanied her suit jacket and she had sunglasses in her lustrous dark hair. From the back, she looked to be at least 40 and very hot.
"Can I help you at all?" he asked, coming round from the counter and approaching the woman.
"Well, it's just for me, but something light. It has to go with dinner then maybe a glass on it's own after" she quipped then stopped and stared at him.
Dominic stared back at Ms Chapman.
"Ms Chapman, um sorry I don't know your married name. How are you?" he blurted out.
"Well well, Dominic. I thought you went into teaching? And it's Ms Chapman again, I'm divorced now" she explained.
Dominic quickly explained he'd left the profession and was doing extremely well with his wine shop, giving a swift account of leaving France and returning to the UK but single himself.
"I've heard this is the best for miles. Well, don't just stand there, help me choose a wine" she said and he immediately complied.
"Okay, well I'd suggest the Marsanne. It's soft, has enough depth to compliment your dinner but will stand up on it's own right afterwards" he said smiling.
"Thanks. Well, bag it up for me boy" she told him, her old authority still evident.
"Um, Ms Chapman, it's great to run into you again. Perhaps I could visit you sometime, if that's okay with you of course" he said hurriedly.
"Mhhmm, depends, I'm a busy woman" Ms Chapman said pointedly.
Since the second she clapped eyes on him, Karen had noticed his well developed body and had already begun to get excited but although in the intervening years she'd missed his selflessness at the same time she would never let her guard drop and become an airhead overnight. She liked to get her own way and her ex-husband was dismissed as soon as it became evident he wouldn't allow her to run the rule over their marriage. At 44, she still looked to be in her 30's, with a body to testify that and the air of someone younger.
"Um well, I don't mean to be forward but I'm actually free tonight" he said hastily.
"Oh? Well, I guess you could come over. Be there at 8" Karen said.
"8 it is. And please, the bottle's on me" he added.
Karen smiled at his generosity and let him open the door for her.
"See you later. And don't be late, that really wouldn't be a good idea" she said, heading out but not before handing him her mobile number and address on a piece of paper.
Dominic breathed out once she was gone. He couldn't deny the arousal he'd felt when looking at the woman and to find out it was Ms Chapman was, well, unexpected but surprisingly pleasant. He decided as it was 6pm to just lock up now. He would make up for it tomorrow in sales as Saturday was always his best day. Once the decision was made, he went home, had a quick pasta, showered, changed into jeans and shirt before leaving. By almost 8 he pulled into her driveway to see it was a bungalow similar to her old house. Karen answered the door to him reasonably swiftly.
"Good, you're on time. Well, come in then. Is that wine you've brought too?" she asked seeing the bottle of Chablis he clutched.
"It would be rude to arrive without a bottle" he quipped, smiling.
"Good, a man should always be well mannered" she responded, beckoning him in.
Karen had changed and now sported some sort of summer dress. It was long, coming down almost to her ankles, disappointingly in Dominic's eyes. At first, they made small talk and Karen told him of her divorce, how she felt her husband just wasn't compatible with her needs and Dominic told her about his failure with Marie, glossing over the finer details of his time as a lecturer and explaining about a brief meet up with Kim which probably would never have worked out.
"If you don't mind me asking, was it just that your husband, I mean ex husband didn't live up to his initial charm?" asked Dominic.
"Well, it was more that I wanted things to be a certain way and he just wasn't the ideal candidate so rather than have 2nd best, I ended it. I wanted him to put my needs and wants first but he didn't seem to grasp that " she explained
"He was a silly man for it" said Dominic quickly, earning a quizzical look from Karen.
"Yes, he was. I mean, he got all prudish if I had a bit of leg showing. As if I should hide them!" she continued.
"That's mad, you have amazing legs" Dominic said.
"There was a time I'd have worn a mini skirt before he got all flustered at having a confident wife" Karen continued, feeling good at the compliments from the young man.
"I bet you still look sensational in a mini" he declared.
"Yeah? Okay, hang on and give an honest verdict!" Karen said, jumping up and leaving the room.
She walked upstairs, her heart beating a little faster. This was not expected when she went for wine earlier, it was going to be an evening in with a glass or two and the telly. However, she remembered those dreamlike days at school and although they were being on their best behaviour with each other, Karen had thought about him over the years and often wished her ex husband had possessed the level of selfless giving in a man that Dominic had. The idea of wearing a mini had just made the evening more interesting and indeed it could end up on a far more initeresting note than a night in alone.
Dominic sat in the lounge, nursing his glass of wine and trying to stop his own heart from beating too much faster. Ms Chapman had opened his eyes sexually and whatever else, she had always retained a special place in the back of his mind. To be here now with her had Dominic wondering although she was treating him as a fellow adult now. Putting a woman's desires first was something he had come to enjoy and he wasn't joking when referring to Ms Chapman's ex as an idiot.
Upstairs, Karen found what she was looking for. It was a very comfortable skirt and highlighted her legs well. She had returned to the gym after her marriage and now sported thighs just as sexy as the ones she possessed when still a teacher at school. As she pulled on the tartan decoration skirt, she adjusted it and looked in the mirror. It was slightly flared which meant it was loose but short enough that it came to halfway up her thighs when standing, less when sitting. Pulling on a tight sweater, she regarded herself in the mirror again and smiled. Her blood was racing as she wondered what the night would bring now. An orgasm she hoped! Karen didn't regret the sex focused shenanigans they got up to a few years ago but now that she had met someone who didn't measure up and left him, she wanted a man who would treat her with the respect and attention she deserved. He would have to be a gentleman and as a lover, he would have to be utterly selfless. She wasn't assuming that sort of man was common but it was what she knew could make her happy and over the years she had thought more affectionately about Dominic, his approach becoming the standard by which she measured other men. With one last look in the mirror she was ready to go downstairs and as she did, she reflected on how it was almost fate they had met again.
Just then, she returned to the living room and Dominic could feel the bulge in his jeans growing at the sight. Karen had a tartan effect skirt on now and true to her word, it was a mini, coming high up her thighs and showing off her legs.
"Ms Chapman, Karen, erm if I can be honest, you look stunning. I mean, if you crossed an athlete with a supermodel, you wouldn't see a better pair of legs. Gorgeous" he stammered at the last.
Karen sat back in her seat and smiled.
"I knew I had good legs but that bastard wouldn't let me feel confident about them" she said.
"As I said earlier, the man sounds like an idiot. He should have been at your beck and call if he was privileged to see you like this" Dominic said truthfully.
"Exactly, I couldn't agree more" said Karen back and looked intently at him as she became more comfortable in her seat.
"Karen, can I be honest with you?" he said.
"I'd expect nothing less. Go on" she replied.
"Well, when I saw you today, I wondered who the stunning woman was. Then I realised it was you and now I know you're single. And well, I'm not being very clear but I'm a lot more mature now and maybe you're looking for a man in the wrong place, I mean perhaps, well, um, you see, erm, perhaps that could be um, me" he finally said to her.
Karen looked at him and watched his embarrassment rise from his honesty. She didn't speak but patted the seat beside her on the sofa. He immediately got up and crossed to sit beside her.
"Now then, are you asking me out?" said Karen.
"I'd love to, I mean yes" he said.
"And you think I'm just going to go all giddy and say yes?" she pushed him.
"Um,no I just thought I should tell you what I hope for and ask you. But perhaps over time you may see potential in us" he stammered.
