Ruined Life Of Mrs Wesley Ch 01

**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.

Victoria then paired them up to take a quiz on the characteristics of art. She wanted them to better understand the plot and the issues raised in the story. The students eagerly took out their notebooks and started discussing the answers with their partners. This way, the first lesson came to an end.

When the bell rang and all the students left the classroom, Victoria took her purse and went to break. She decided to use the restroom because she felt like peeing after drinking a lot of coffee. As she entered the teachers' bathroom, she heard moaning coming from one of the stalls.

Curious and without thinking, she opened the door. She was surprised to see one of her students, Britney, riding the captain of the school's basketball team, Jerome, while he was sitting on the toilet. Victoria didn't know what to say. She was frozen in place, so she just stared. Britney, on the other hand, was shocked, immediately blushed, and stopped jumping on her friend's cock.

"I...ummh...it doesn't look like that...uhh...sorry. Can you please close the door?"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't open the door... I better go."

Victoria closed the cabin door and immediately turned red with embarrassment. Why did I open the damn door? She began to wonder.

Victoria felt like she should give them a disciplinary speech, but she couldn't stay confident in a situation that was happening to her for the first time in her life. She left the bathroom and went to the second toilet to satisfy her physiological need.

In the meantime, she was wondering how to solve this uncomfortable situation. She realized that Britney would be in her next lesson, so she could ask her to stay after class to talk with her. As Victoria sat on the toilet and took off her panties, she noticed that her pussy was wet with arousal. Did the sight of students fucking make her so horny? She couldn't believe it, but she was getting a little horny.

With an empty bladder, she went to her classroom and was about to start her next lesson. Victoria couldn't get the image she had just seen out of her head. She sat at her desk, waiting for her students to arrive.

Just before the bell rang, Britney entered the classroom. Victoria had never paid much attention to her appearance before, but she really liked the schoolgirl's naked body that she saw in the toilet. Now dressed in her school uniform, Britney looked amazing--18 years old, a skinny figure, small, barely visible breasts under a white shirt, long, slender legs sticking out from under a checkered skirt. Long, straight, shiny blonde hair fell from the right side to her chest. The innocent face was decorated with beautiful blue eyes that were now staring into her teacher's eyes.

Victoria couldn't help but feel impressed by the girl's beauty. It was no wonder that Jerome was so captivated by her. Victoria made a mental note to talk to Britney about what she had seen in the bathroom and tried to clear her mind for the lesson.

After a while, the bell rang, and the remaining students filled the classroom. As in the previous lesson, she introduced Romeo and Juliet and led an open conversation among the students. This time, however, she felt that she was not fully devoted to her activities, and her thoughts turned to Britney jumping on Jerome. Especially since her eyes kept turning towards her student sitting in the front row. However, she tried to remain professional and continued the lesson.

"What is the plot of the play? Will someone share their knowledge?"

"Romeo and Juliet meet, fall in love, and get married in one day," Britney replied. "Then Julia's parents find out about their marriage and forbid them from being together. Julia consumes a vial of the potion, which causes her to fall into a coma. Romeo finds her and thinks Juliet is dead, so he takes his own life right in front of her."

"Very good, I see you've been reading the book," Victoria spoke directly to Britney and then spoke to the entire class, "But remember to pay attention to the details, because there will be specific questions on the test that you may not know about if you only read the summaries."

Then she divided the students into teams and gave them a quiz to complete, just like in the previous lesson. The students nodded and got to work on the quiz. Victoria, sitting at her desk, was wondering how to conduct a conversation with Britney. What should she tell her, and should she continue this topic at all? Maybe it's better to forget about it? She thought.

When the bell rang, students began to vigorously pack their backpacks and leave the classroom. Upset, Victoria approached Britney and asked her to stay for a while while everyone left. She closed the classroom door and stood in front of her student, but she didn't know how to start. Confused, Britney overtook her and started talking to her teacher.

"Why did you keep me here, Mrs. Wesley? What is it about?"

"I wanted to talk about what I saw in the teachers' bathroom. You know what I'm talking about. You and Jerome...ymmh... you know what I mean..." Victoria barely said these words, but she immediately got to the point to avoid an embarrassing conversation.

"What you did is none of my business; the only problem is that it happened in a public place, in the school bathroom. You could get kicked out of school for this. Do you realize this?"

Britney sneered, not realizing the seriousness of the situation, and then continued the conversation. "You're right, we got a little carried away. Hormones are crazy at this age, and I couldn't help myself. I promise it won't happen again."

Victoria was glad she was able to talk about the incident. She could have ended the conversation at this point, but her morals and upbringing came to the surface, and she decided to convert the young girl to respect her body more.

"You're still young; don't you think you're trying to enter adulthood too quickly? Wouldn't you like to wait with sex for the only partner who will always love you and who will be your husband?"

"I don't know what you mean. We don't live in the Middle Ages; everyone has sex these days. Besides, how dare you interfere in my private life?"

"Listen, I'm just your teacher, and my job is to take care of your development. Moreover, I believe that people without any moral principles give in to such behavior and have sex with just anyone."

And if that wasn't enough, Victoria delved into more controversial topics. "Do your parents know that you are dating a Black boy? What if you get pregnant? What if you have a baby that is Black? Will your family approve of that?"

Britney was shocked by what she heard. Is this really happening? She boiled up inside herself and screamed in her teacher's face. "You are racist!"

Tears flowed from her eyes; she ran out of the classroom and slammed the door. She hadn't felt so humiliated in a long time.

When Victoria was alone, she realized that she had probably gone a bit too far. Her ingrained moral beliefs caused her to behave inappropriately towards the girl. She decided that she needed to apologize to Britney as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Britney was thinking about taking revenge on her teacher for the way she treated her. She couldn't let it go. No one would tell her how to live.

The next lesson hour went in a similar way to the previous ones. Britney, however, spent all this time in the bathroom, thinking about how she would take revenge on Mrs. Wesley. She recalled that she keeps a large black dildo in her hall locker, which she sometimes uses in the toilet when she is very horny. She decided to use it and plan a trap.

When the recess bell rang, Victoria, unaware of anything, went out to eat lunch at the school canteen. Britney took advantage of this situation and decided to sneak into her classroom and prepare an ambush to take revenge on the teacher for interfering in her private life. She attached a huge suction cup dildo to Victoria's desk and then hid behind a curtain nearby. She took her phone out of her pocket and set it to record a video. Now she just had to wait until Mrs. Wesley returned to class.

After lunch, Victoria returned to her classroom to prepare for her last class. Despite the incident that happened in the bathroom today, she was cheerful and happy with today. When she opened the door to her classroom, she froze in place for a moment. She saw a large black cock attached to the desk.

Victoria panicked, thinking that her students would soon arrive in the classroom. She quickly walked over to the desk and grabbed the dildo, detaching it and putting it in the drawer. She had to struggle a bit to get it to come off.

Britney was happy because she managed to secretly record a part of her teacher touching the dildo from top to bottom, making it look like she was masturbating it. Perfectly! She thought.

Satisfied, Britney came out of hiding and started clapping her hands. "What do we have here? Is our English teacher so horny that she uses a dildo to relieve herself during break?"

Victoria froze, blushing, trying to explain herself. "It's not what you think... umm... it's not mine... I don't know how it ended up here." She felt her heart pounding as she tried to explain herself.

"I thought you were racist, and then a moment later you were playing with a black dildo in class? I guess I was wrong." Britney laughed mockingly.

She instantly changed her facial expression. Now there was anger in her eyes that she wanted to let out. "The fun's over. I'm the one who attached this dick. I did it to get back at you for interfering in my life. You were very rude to me and crossed the line. Look at what I recorded."

She showed her the video she had just recorded. The video clearly shows what Victoria is doing. She was obviously playing with that dick, even though it wasn't true.

"Do you like what you see?" Britney asked the teacher, who was staring at the phone in disbelief.

"No...Oh my God, how could you do this to me? Please delete this. I know I shouldn't treat you like this. I wanted to apologize to you when we met..."