**This story is a product of the author's imagination, inspired by personal thoughts and interests. All characters are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real individuals, events, or locations is purely coincidental. This work is intended for mature audiences and should be read as a work of fiction only.**
Another sunny morning dawned with rays streaming through the large window into the bedroom. Our main character, Victoria, woke up and opened her eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun's rays on her face.
She stretched vigorously and turned towards her husband lying next to her. She smiled spontaneously when she saw Rick, with whom she had been married for 12 years.
Memories of their beautiful wedding ceremony began to swirl through her mind. It was a warm and sunny summer in her future in-laws' garden. An intimate wedding reception only for their closest friends and family. Victoria liked to think back to that day. It was undoubtedly one of the most beautiful days of her life. Their paths crossed in college when they accidentally met during an extracurricular sociology lecture.
Victoria was interested in literature from childhood and loved reading books. She's always been interested in becoming a teacher, and that's what she got educated in.
Rick, on the other hand, was not a humanities' student; he was more interested in science subjects such as physics and mathematics. These interests led him to computer science classes.
Despite these differences, the young lovers were able to find a common language with each other and develop their school love, which lasts to this day.
She managed to fulfill her professional dream. Currently, Victoria is a respected and popular teacher at a local college.
Her husband, on the other hand, works in one of the largest corporations in the city as a programmer. They have a happy marriage and cannot complain about poverty.
After a few moments of drifting in her memories, Victoria returned to reality. She quietly slipped out from under the covers and tiptoed to the large window from which the sun's rays were streaming through. She looked out and felt the fresh autumn air.
It was the beginning of September, the first cold mornings after the end of the holidays. The new school year had started a few days ago, so Victoria felt full of energy and ready to get back to work after the long, lazy holidays.
So she quietly made her way to the bathroom, her favorite room in the house, big sanctuary with a large bathtub where she could relax and unwind. She got up early in the morning so she could devote a lot of time to pleasures before work.
Like every morning, she stripped naked and looked at her body in the large square mirror near the bathtub. Despite being 36 years old, she looked much younger. Her long, slender legs with a gap between her thighs attracted attention. Even though she didn't exercise much, she was very slim and shapely. Her breasts weren't too big, but they fit perfectly into a B cup in one hand. Her look was complemented by long, straight, brown hair that reached halfway down her back, and her blue eyes were charming and innocent.
Satisfied with her figure, she gently stepped into the hot water and let out a relaxing exhale. For the next half an hour, she washed her body with her favorite honey-scented liquid and lay in the water, relaxing before going to work.
She loved her morning routine; it made her happy and ready for action. After a satisfying bath, she reached for a towel hanging next to the bathtub and wrapped it around herself. She then proceeded to care for her skin and face with various lotions and oils. Victoria did not like and did not wear makeup because, on the one hand, she thought it was unnatural, and, on the other hand, it was due to her upbringing.
She grew up in a very religious family that attended church every Sunday. The main role in her upbringing was played by her strict father, who from childhood controlled her dressing style and forbade the use of cosmetics.
He believed that inappropriate clothing constantly tempted horny boys to sin and evil temptations. Thus, throughout her life, Victoria followed her father's warnings and dressed quite conservatively, wearing mostly trousers and long dresses that covered her feminine body. As an only child, she was the apple of her parents' eyes.
When she was ready, she went to the closet to choose her work outfit for today. In the underwear drawer there were simple women's briefs, no thongs or other erotic panties. She chose simple white panties and a matching bra in the same color. Then she reached for black jeans and a white shirt hanging on a hanger. The outfit was completed with an elegant black jacket and brown leather shoes.
When she was ready, she went downstairs to the modest but well-equipped kitchen. She decided to make pancakes, which her husband Rick liked so much. She broke the eggs, added some flour and milk, and mixed everything vigorously with a mixer. Her secret ingredient was vanilla sugar, which she always added to her pancakes.
While she was frying the first ones, her beloved husband entered the kitchen, approached her, and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Good morning, honey, mmmhmm, what is that beautiful smell? Are these my favorite pancakes?"
"Heeyyy Baby. I wanted to make you happy, so I decided to make them today. Just for a good start to the week." Victoria replied, smiling at her husband.
"This day couldn't have started any better. I'm glad I have you," he enthusiastically approached her once more and gave her a kiss on the forehead. He then walked over to the coffee machine and started making himself some coffee.
Victoria watched the entire process, observing her husband's figure. Rick was a 40-year-old man, only 4 years older than her. Even though more and more of the hair on his head was starting to fall out, she still saw him as the man of her life. His sedentary lifestyle contributed to his belly fat and being slightly overweight, but it didn't bother Victoria. She loved him for the person he was, not for what he looked like.
After making coffee, he spoke to her again.
"What are your plans for today? Anything exciting waiting for you?"
Victoria laughed softly and then replied, "You know, I love literature, so my lessons are exciting for me. Today, for example, I will be discussing Romeo and Juliet; you know how much I love this book. What do you have planned today?"
"My job isn't as exciting as yours, so I'll be writing more lines of code for our new app..."
They talked like that for a while over breakfast, and then Rick glanced at his watch and realized he had to go because he'd be late for work. He told Victoria to have a nice day and to take care of herself, then he gave her another kiss and ran out to his car.
Victoria managed to clean up after breakfast and make herself a takeaway coffee. She packed her purse and left for her car as well. A yellow Fiat 500 was waiting for her in the garage. She liked her smart little car, and it looked very feminine. The college where she worked was only 15 minutes from her home. Every day she drove there, she listened to her favorite lifestyle podcast.
As her time passed, she finally saw a large brick building around the bend and a sign informing her that she was entering the grounds of Foxridge College. She parked in her teacher's parking space and slowly walked towards the school entrance.
When she was there, she looked at the clock in the hall and noticed that she still had 15 minutes until her first class. So she decided to go to the teachers' lounge, where she could refill the coffee she drank in the car and say 'hello' to her colleagues.
Along the way, she passed many students who smiled and greeted her. Many of them loved her for the style in which she conducted her lessons.
When she reached the staff room, she noticed her classmates getting ready for their first classes, so she didn't talk to them; she just said a simple hello as she entered the room. She went to the coffee machine and made herself a double espresso.
Now I'm ready, she thought to herself, and went to her classroom. Victoria taught three lessons every day, preparing students for exams that will help them get a bachelor's degree and get them dream jobs.
5 minutes before eight, she entered her classroom, pushed the chair slightly, and hung her jacket on it. She sat back and waited for her students to arrive. After a while, the bell rang, and the classroom began to fill with students. Once everyone had taken their seats and the noise of the sliding chairs had subsided, she greeted everyone with a smile on her face. After a short exchange with her students, Victoria went to the blackboard and wrote down the topic of today's classes on the board and then started talking.
"Today we will discuss a book loved by millions around the world--Romeo and Juliet. Have any of you ever heard of this masterpiece written by Shakespeare?"
"Are they the main characters?" One of the students raised his hand and asked.
"Exactly! These are our main characters. Good start. Have any of you read the book and can tell us what it is about?"
The room became quiet. At the beginning, no one wanted to speak, as if they were ashamed or didn't know this fantastic book. So Victoria began to encourage her students.
"Mhmm, no one wants to share with us? Okay, so I'll start. The main theme in Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare is love. Can you tell me something about it?"
Students shyly shared their thoughts about their relationship. Some said they were madly in love with each other; others said they were passionate but also reckless. Others added that not only love was important in this story, but also themes such as conflict, death, and youthful rebellion.
