Sandra, a late forties woman who works as a sales manager in a lab equipment supplier is happy with her job. She has a degree in chemistry and used to be a teacher on a lab college school fifteen years ago. By that time her life changed as her husband cheated on her for a young thing and they divorced. So she has to move with her two teenage children and live on her own. All these hardships made her decide to stop being a teacher and do an interesing job in chemistry which she liked.
She had chestnut brown hair, not too long and a bit curly, a bit dyed to conceal the gray pieces and deep brown eyes.
During her teacher era there was a student called Brad of nineteen (now in his thirties) who was very interested in chemistry and told Sandra (he had to call her Mrs T.) about his home experiments which she liked, but warned him to keep safety procedures.
And Brad, who sometimes went out with girls from school and dated some of them, had a crush on Sandra, but would not let her know. Despite she was much older he saw that she was in a good shape, had rather large tits, despite she was dressed formally and sometimes had her lab coat on. But on one hot summer day she was dressed lightly in a summer dress and during class he saw that her shape was more visible which gave feed to his fantasies. On that opportunity it even aroused him, he took his cellphone (by then almost the first generation of a phone camera) and took sneakily a few pictures of her. Later, at home, as he was good in sketching objects and people, he even sketched her from the photos as she was standing in front of the classroom, but in her naked body. He kept the sketches on paper but als scanned them to a pdf and kept them securely. He even talked about her with male classmates and 'how she would perform in bed' and some said that she must be hot, so her husband should be lucky with her.
Sandra noticed his crush and told this to her best friend only and nobody else, a woman of about the same age who said that such is not uncommon, 'just we girls could have a crush on a male teacher in our teenage era' and confirmed that she indeed looked very good.
When her marriage went downward as she already suspected her husband to cheat on her with his young colleague, she also suspected that Brad has a crush on her and considered him not only as a good chemistry student, but he also looked good, always in a good mood, and felt even other 'chemistry' for him, but did not reveal it. And starting an affair with a student was absolutely a no go.
well, ten years forward.
Brad was at the gym and saw a nice woman, older than him with her brown hair dressed in tight yoga pants and a sports top holding nice tits but he remembered her face. He thought "Mrs T, his former chemistry teacher? No that is very unlikely, she left school for another job which he did not know."
But he was thinking "No, Mrs T had such typical schoolteacher glasses and was not a type for a gym." On the other hand, he saw her coming off the running pad. Her gym clothing was rather tight and revealing and she was full of sweat which she wiped off with a towel. He thought, "This very attractive woman cannot be Mrs T, but just to make contact with that attractive woman, he said with a bouncing heart "Are you Mrs T?"
She looked up to him but did not say anything which embarrassed him. But finally she said: "Brad? Are you it?"
"Yes you are Mrs T from school!"
"Yes, call me Sandra, I am not your teacher anymore."
They chatted a bit and it felt good, but she had to go to an appointment after leaving the gym, but she said finally "Tomorrow night in the pub, we can talk more?"
"Of course!"
He looked forward to that meeting.
The next day he arrived in the pub slightly earlier, but finally she arrived. It was early summer, but not too hot, so they went to sit outside and she was dressed in a nice bright red dress, just above her knees.
"What do you look good!" he said.
"You as well!"
He told her about his technical job and his chemistry hobby.
She told him that she was sales manager at a lab supply store for business customers. Then she offered him to help with obtaining good equipment as he complained about sometimes crappy AliExpress lab glassware stuff.
Then she told him: "A lot has changed with me. My marriage is over, I am divorced because he cheated on me and I had to look for another home. That was the reason for getting a well-paid job to buy my own house to get a better home."
"You have a new relationship?"
"Oh no, I dated some times, but it was usually a disappointment. With one of the first men I met I had lots of fun, I was in the mood of seducing him to retaliate my husband, I did stripteases for him and I learned a lot. But finally we did not match. I have learned flirting, teasing and seducing men, but there were no opportunites as most men I met were either not a match or wanted instant sex and didn't like foreplay or other seduction games."
"Really? Many men would fight for having such a nice woman as you as wife / girlfriend."
"I hope so, to meet a nice man someday."
"You will. Period. I am on dating myself, since my last girlfriend dumped me three months ago, but there are weird women as well.... Dating is not easy.."
That started a discussion on more private things and she told why she went to the gym. During that discussion she got more flirtatious what he liked and hence let happen.
Then she grabbed her smartphone and showed him photos of her home, which is a really nice apartment with lots of plants on her balcony. When showing her photos, she leaned over towards him and put her arm around him which gave him a shiver which she noticed.
She said, "During school days, I noticed you had a crush on me and I liked you very much. You are a really handsome man, now even more mature."
"Thank you, you are a really attractive woman." while he moved his hand through her hair.
"We need a more private space, I'd like to feel each other."
That gave him arousal.
"Good idea" he said, but I don't want it now as we otherwise do things which we regret later."
That was a bit of disappointment for her and she was unable to see him before next Friday as she was busy with work and customer visits. But she invited him that Friday in her apartment, they had been two hours at the pub and paid the bill and wanted to go home. They were near their cars at the parking lot, it was already getting dark.
Suddenly she put her arms around him and looked him into his eyes and said softly: "Kiss me."
"Are you sure?"
She put a kiss on his mouth and he responded and a deep tongue kiss followed while they were leaning to her car. His hands stroked her bottoms and that resulted in her moaning. They both got aroused, but had to go.
He said, "This is getting out of control, but it is better to see each other Friday night."
In the meantime they texted each other sometimes how the day was and sent each other some challenging messages.
On a late night before he went to bed he texted: 'sleep well', which resulted in a short texting session.
She: 'are you wearing pajamas'?
He: 'no only a boxer'.
She: 'I would like to see a photo of you how you are barely dressed now'.
He took a selfie and sent it to her.
