Ruined Life Of Mrs Wesley Ch 02

The next morning, Victoria woke up stressed. She felt worn out and sleep-deprived. She woke up several times at night and had trouble sleeping. Even though the sun was streaming into the bedroom and the weather outside was beautiful, Victoria didn't smile.

This morning was entirely different from yesterday. This time the sun's rays did not encourage her to look out the window. She just wanted to stay in bed and forget about everything that happened yesterday. But she couldn't do it; she had to go to work.

She slowly got out of bed and quietly tiptoed towards the door. She turned around for a moment to look at Rick, who was fast asleep. He must be very tired, she thought. He has been working so much lately that they have very little time for themselves. She quietly closed the door and went to the bathroom.

Like every day, she took off her pajamas and looked at herself in the mirror. She immediately noticed the dark circles under her sleep-deprived eyes. She really felt tired. She moved closer, examining her face carefully. She squeezed the face cream from the tube and started rubbing it into her skin, especially focusing on the skin under her eyes. Victoria spread the remaining excess cream in her hands. After this short treatment, she returned to looking at her body; looking down, she saw her shaved pussy. It was smooth and looked really cool, she thought to herself. She liked the change, even though she was talked into it. She remembered the time when Britney asked her to do this task, and she felt stupid.

She decided to immediately erase this thought from her head and started preparing a bath. She turned on the tap and turned the switch to hot water. She dreamed of a relaxing, warm bath. She threw a flower-scented ball into the flowing water, which immediately began to dissolve and turn the water pink. Finally, when the tub was filled to the brim, Victoria gently stepped into the water, careful not to burn herself. The scent of flowers filled the air, and foam covered Victoria's entire body the moment she lay down. She lay there idly, closing her eyes and enjoying the moment.

After a dozen or so minutes, she sat down and started washing her entire body, starting with her breasts and ending with her legs. The moment she touched her pussy, she felt how nice and soft it was to the touch. Such a small change in her body was taking up so much of her attention. Amazing, she thought.

However, nothing lasts forever, so this wonderful bath had to come to an end. She got out of the now cool water and grabbed a towel, which she quickly wrapped around herself. She went to the sink where all her cosmetics were. She began a daily ritual consisting of moisturizing her body with various creams and oils.

Victoria then went to her closet to choose what she would wear today. A red woolen sweater caught her eye, perfect for cool autumn mornings. She paired it with black jeans and leather ankle boots. Turning through the underwear in the drawer, she finally reached for black panties and a bra of the same color. She stood in front of the mirror and slowly started dressing. When she was ready, she looked at her outfit again and realized that it fit perfectly for today.

When she was ready, she went to the kitchen to make some coffee. She didn't feel like eating; she felt like the stress was making her feel sick. But she needed coffee to wake up. So she went to the coffee machine and pressed the button responsible for creating a double espresso. The smell of ground coffee lingered in the air; it was undoubtedly one of her favorite scents.

Once the coffee was ready, she picked up the mug and brought it to her lips to gently slurp her first sip of the fragrant coffee. As she did so, she closed her eyes, savoring the moment. She sat down at the table and started looking for a solution to the whole situation with Britney.

There's definitely a way to undo it, or at least forget about the whole situation. But how to do it? It's unacceptable for a student to push around a teacher who's older than her. She decided to just talk to her, apologize, and admit that what she did was wrong. She really hoped that the case wasn't that terrible and that it would be solved. Reassured, she got up from the chair and got ready to leave the house.

Rick still didn't show up in the kitchen. She didn't want to wake him up, so she just left and got into her car and headed towards school. She listened to her daily podcast the whole way, which helped her relax even more.

Victoria parked in her favorite spot, just around the corner from the school. As she got out of the car, she noticed her friend from work parking next to her. It was Monica, generally known at school as Mrs. Parks, an experienced and confident math teacher. She was 5 years older than Victoria, but they got along very well and often met for coffee in the school canteen.

Monica had long, curly red hair, and today she was wearing an elegant gray skirt and a jacket in the same color. She looked professional and exactly how you would imagine a teacher in her 40s. Seeing Victoria, she waved at her and started walking towards her.

"Hi Vicky, How are you? It's a beautiful fall morning, don't you think?"

"Hi! Yes, beautiful sunshine. How are you Monica??"

"Nothing new, just like any other day. Another day at work and dealing with these malicious creatures. You know what I mean." She started giggling and grabbed Victoria's shoulder with a friendly gesture.

"Ahhhaa..Oh yes... I know exactly what you're talking about. Sometimes it's hard to deal with them." Victoria replied, laughing.

They headed towards school together, talking nonsense along the way. All in all, it can be said that Victoria had friends, but not those with whom she could talk honestly about everything. Especially about the current problem that she has to face alone. While talking to Monica, she pretended to be smiling, but deep inside she felt afraid of meeting Britney.

They both entered the staff room, where even more of their colleagues were preparing for their first lesson. Here their paths diverged. Without engaging in any more conversation, Victoria went to the coffee machine, where she made herself a takeaway coffee, and went to her classroom to start her first lesson soon.

She sat down at her desk and took her notes out of her purse. She looked through them in silence, delving deeper into today's topic. Fortunately, all her classes had the same curriculum. Suddenly something vibrated in her purse. She checked what it was and saw her phone's screen lit up. There was a new message in the center. Who could have written to her so early? Could it be her husband Rick?

To her surprise, it was a message from Britney: "Hello, slut. I can't wait to see you again. Stay in the classroom after the first class; I will come to you. Kisses."

Victoria felt a chill reading the message, but she knew she had to see her. Sooner or later.

The bell rang, and students began to enter the classroom. Everyone politely greeted one of the most popular teachers at school and took their seats one by one. Victoria started clapping her hands to end the crowd of voices and conversations. Students fell silent and looked towards Victoria, who could now start her lesson calmly.

The classes remained on the Romeo and Juliet theme, delving into the issues raised by the novel. The topic was so interesting that students eagerly joined the conversation and collaborated on the development of the book. However, Victoria couldn't fully devote herself to the lesson. Thoughts of meeting Britney kept popping into her head. She was stressed about what might happen to her in a moment; after all, there were only 5 minutes left until the end of the lesson.

And so she made it to the end of the lesson. Nervous and lost in thought, she sat at her desk, waiting for the students to leave the classroom. She looked at her phone; there was no new message from Britney. So she just sat there and waited for her to appear.

Suddenly she heard a knock on the wooden door of the classroom; she turned her head and saw Britney. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the young student's attire, which was a short red dress that showed off her slim, slender legs. Memories from yesterday afternoon in the classroom immediately appeared before her eyes when she was very close between those legs. She blushed, remembering again the smell of sweet, young pussy. Britney immediately broke the awkward silence.

"What are you staring at? Are you jealous of my looks? I'm not surprised; look at your clothes. You look like an old hag who abandoned her femininity a long time ago. Were you always like that, or are you just lazy? Pff...Never mind. Soon I'll take care of you if you can't do it yourself." Britney looked at her with contempt.

Victoria simply froze upon hearing such offensive words towards her. In the morning, she had a plan to end this conflict and return to normal life, but Britney firmly treats her as someone inferior to herself, with no possibility of conversation. Seeing how confident Britney is, Victoria was afraid to say anything. She barely managed to get a few words out.

"Listen...Britney...ummm... I wanted to come to an understanding with you. I know I did wrong. I'm sorry for everything. Can we go back to normal? I don't want to argue with you anymore."

Britney laughed in her face, then stepped closer and grabbed Victoria by the hair, tilting Victoria's head back. She put her lips to her ear and whispered, "You really don't understand the situation you're in. You're a naive, stupid whore. You shouldn't have messed with me. Either you obey, or everyone will know what a naughty teacher you are. I bet that dildo is still in your drawer. That's why I advise you to cooperate."

Then she let go of her hair and moved towards the blackboard. "And that's what I wanted to talk to you about. Do you agree to be my slave, or do you want to end this, along with your career and marriage? I expect a quick answer. So what's it going to be?"

What did she mean, being her slave? Victoria was confused. She couldn't let one student ruin her whole life. Maybe she'd just agree and try to find a way out of this situation when the opportunity arose? At least for now she'd avoid the humiliation Britney threatened her with. She swallowed hard and told Britney that she'd rather be her slave.

"Great! You won't regret this decision; your life will change for the better. You'll thank me for this someday. But today you can rest. You will not be punished for willingly choosing to serve me. Your training will begin tomorrow morning. I want you to spend the entire weekend at my apartment, so somehow convince your husband not to suspect anything. I will send you details later." Britney slapped her teacher on the butt and left the classroom with a smile on her face.

Victoria was shocked once again; she got a slap on the butt from her female student. What is going on here? she thought to herself. And this whole sick situation with playing slave for Britney? Horror and confusion filled Victoria's head. But now she had another problem to solve. What to tell Rick about Britney's idea of ​​spending the weekend at her apartment? She would have to lie, although she was always honest with her husband. She couldn't tell him the truth.

For the rest of the day, Victoria couldn't concentrate on her classes. She conducted her lessons in a way that minimized her involvement and kept the students occupied. She also avoided her colleagues during lunch. She wanted to avoid any contact today, so she spent all the remaining breaks in her classroom, trying to find a solution to the problem.

When she finished her work, she quickly left the school and got into her car. She drove home very slowly, delaying the moment when she would have to lie to her husband. At least she knew what to tell him.

When she entered the house, her husband was not yet inside. Once in the bedroom, she changed into comfortable clothes and then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. She decided to make spaghetti because she didn't have the energy or humor to prepare something more complicated. Her husband certainly won't complain because he likes Italian cuisine very much.

She got to work, starting by adding the pasta to the boiling water and then frying the ground meat in the pan. During each of these activities, she thought hard about how Rick would feel about spending the weekend alone. She hoped it wouldn't cause any major problems. It took her less than half an hour to make dinner.

Victoria was so lost in thought that she didn't notice when Rick came back from work. She was scared when she felt someone hug her, but she immediately realized that it was her loving husband. She smiled and turned towards him, hugging him tightly.

"Hello honey, how was your day at work?"

"It's like any other day; I have to think about some physical activity because I'm getting lazy in front of this computer." Rick laughed, pointing awkwardly at his belly.

"If you like, we can start doing something together; how about jogging?"

"Umhm... I don't know. I've always had a problem with my fitness; I don't think I can run very long distances. I'll think about something else; it would be a great idea for spending time together in the afternoons."

Rick felt uncomfortable talking about his body, so he quickly changed the subject. "What smells so good?"

"Ahhh it's spaghetti. I hope you like it."

Victoria picked up a large fork and began to plate dinner. She then brought the food to the table and wished her husband bon appétit. After a few bites, Victoria reluctantly broached the subject of the weekend at Britney's apartment.

"I wanted to talk to you about something... ehmmm... my friend from school asked me for help... She was very sick and wanted me to help her a little."

"Okay, it's understandable that you want to help your friend, and why do you want to talk about it?"

"She asked me to stay with her all weekend. That means from tomorrow morning..."

Victoria barely got it out; she lied to her husband for the first time. What about the oath of fidelity and honesty taken at the altar? She felt guilty, but she had no choice. She justified herself that she was doing it for the good of the marriage.

"So that's it. Okay, I won't get in your way, and I'll plan this weekend somehow. We haven't spent time alone in a long time, so maybe we need it." Rick smiled and grabbed Victoria's hand, stroking it gently, assuring her that there was nothing to worry about.

Victoria breathed a sigh of relief. The rest of the dinner passed in a friendly atmosphere, full of conversation and smiles. Rick helped her clean up after finishing their meal, then went to the living room to watch the news.

Victoria, on the other hand, decided to relax and went to her temple, which was the bathroom. While preparing a bath, she heard the sound of a message coming from her phone.

She picked up the iphone lying on the table and read the message: "I want to see you tomorrow at 8 a.m. at the door of my apartment. Here's my address--7/77 Ivory Lane. Sweet dreams, bitch. Your training starts tomorrow. Your Mistress."

Well, for a moment she forgot what situation she was in. However, Britney quickly pulled her down to the ground. Victoria became sad again and felt fear. However, she decided to try and relax again, so she got into the bathtub and lay in the hot water, feeling her muscles relax all over her body. She lay there for hours, deep in thought, pouring warm water from time to time. She didn't know what awaited her in the morning, all she could do was wait.

When she entered the bedroom, her husband was already asleep. She slipped quietly under the covers and moved closer to her husband, snuggling into the safety of his arms...