This is a story about Susan, a teacher at Randall College who has lived an impeccable life and she placed a high value on her job. She would be considered conservative and dressed that way so as to present a professional appearance to her students. In chapter one, she let her guard down and now a student is determined to make her pay a price for her mistake.
I have re-written the story because I was not happy with the first version. Hopefully readers will find this rewrite a better story.
CHAPTER TWO
Susan had driven home in a complete daze after the session with Kaz in the public picnic shelter. Like yesterday, she rushed up to the master bedroom and quickly showered in a vain attempt to cleanse her body of any wrongdoing.
Her mind was in turmoil all evening trying to hide her adulterous affair. Surely Jay can see that there is something wrong, Susan thought every time she looked at her husband. She had contemplated telling Jay all about Kaz but suddenly the idea did not seem so alluring.
She was thankful that her husband was preoccupied with work leaving her time to dwell on a solution. It seemed her body had come alive and it was in a constant state of arousal. Susan didn't seem to be able to quell her lust for the forbidden student and she was well aware that it was wrong. Maybe that was why it had such a profound affect on her. Susan knew it was wrong and she was always the one who never did anything immoral or against the rules.
Susan felt that she had aged years during the long, quilt-ridden evening. Just as they were getting ready for bed, Jay surprised her. "Is there something wrong dear? You seem off in another world... like there is something serious bothering you?"
It was the opening Susan prayed for but suddenly all her courage disappeared. "No, not really... well there's this boy in one of my classes... an exchange student who has been bothering me," she whispered noticing the sudden excitement written on her husband's face. "But it's nothing I can't handle... and I warned him that I would tell the dean if he persisted."
Suddenly Jay wanted to know everything. "Who is he? What did he do? Did he touch you... touch your body?" He was overly enthusiastic about Susan actually fooling around with another man. "Oh honey... you know I would love to watch you with another man. Holy fuck, I'm hard just thinking about it."
Jay coaxed and prodded Susan until she was forced to tell him something. "He's a foreign student from Russia. He keeps talking dirty to me and talking about sex things whenever he gets close to me."
Jay's excitement grew. "What kind of things... what sex things?"
"Oh... aaah, he tells me how much he likes to look at my breasts... and how much he likes looking at my legs... and my bum. Oh gawd, yesterday he said he wanted to feel my boobs and he even said the word fuck... that he dreams of doing it with me all the time. Gawd honey, he's so rude... I can't stand him. He scares me."
All of a sudden Susan blushed a brilliant red. She realized that she was being deceitful to her husband. None of what Kaz said to her or did to her was rude or repulsive. No, she thought, everything he did made her feel special. She found his advances very exciting and stimulating.
Jay's arms reached out and Susan welcomed his tender embrace. "It's okay dear. You know I would like to watch you have sex but I understand if you don't like the boy. He really said he wanted to fuck you? Holy fuck the little bastard has guts... that's for sure."
Susan felt Jay's obvious aroused condition. They stood next to the bed embracing and his hard cock pressed into her body. She was wearing a nightie but Jay almost ripped it off, as he was getting hornier by the minute. It had been days since they last had sex so by mutual consent they fell into bed. The sexual encounter did not last very long. Jay's aroused emotions soared robbing him of lasting stamina for which Susan was slightly grateful.
Sleep was a most restless event. Susan tossed and turned all night lying beside her husband fretting about what she had done. She felt that honesty should have been the best course of action but she just couldn't work up enough courage to tell Jay any more about her controlling student.
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The alarm seemed to go off hours ahead of time and instantly a question popped into Susan's head. 'What did Kaz say yesterday when he was leaving?'
Her mind rehearsed the final moments of yesterday's affair before coming up with the answer. "Wear the same clothes and be at that address by 3 o'clock, or else," he had ordered.
Susan remembered his stern face realizing Kaz controlled her destiny. He was blackmailing her and she did not have any recourse. She was forced to obey his rotten demands or he would reveal her sexual fraternization with one of her students.
The rest of the morning flashed by with Susan's mind being in a complete quandary. She was preoccupied by all the drastic possibilities of the upcoming afternoon. There had to be a way out of the dilemma, Susan reasoned, but she was unable to think of any viable solution. As the hour drew closer to the dreaded meeting time, Susan felt like there were butterflies in her stomach. She began to realize that she might be in too deep with the possibility of being in way over her head.
The sound of the final bell made her flinch. She blushed for the reaction looking around the class nervously, as if she was afraid. It was time to get dressed in the manner Kaz had directed but she reluctantly sat down at her desk. Some of the students wondered what was wrong with Mrs. T, as she seemed to be in another world. Once the last student had departed, Susan slowly grabbed her bag and she headed to the washroom. As she had done previously, she choose the washroom closest to her car so she would have to go by less people on the way out of the building.
Susan dressed in the provocative clothing Kaz had given her. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and it sent a shiver of discomfort down her back. 'Oh why,' she asked? The black, pleated skirt made her look like a young schoolgirl in uniform. The baggy sweater hung loosely and she had to be very careful not to flash bare skin, as the neck, waist and armholes were so stretched.
She opened the washroom door slowly looking to see if the hallways were clear before she exited. Almost running to her car, Susan breathed a sigh of relief, as she jumped in behind the wheel. Glancing down, she saw that the loose skirt was riding up around the top of her thighs just like it did yesterday. She was showing way more skin than she normally would and the fact seemed to build a fire in her tummy. A feeling of excitement rushed through her body and she felt like a little girl again. Her fingers were shaking when Susan deftly thrust her hand under her skirt until she felt the wetness of her pussy.
Susan let out a little gasp. She did something very uncharacteristic, which she found thoroughly surprising. Her finger pushed downward finding the hidden wetness and she spread her legs slightly for more freedom. Susan didn't know what made her do it, but her finger split the puffy labia and pressed on the most sensitive clitoris. Rolling the slippery bud with her forefinger, Susan closed her eyes to enjoy the moment. Instantly her hips thrust forward and she felt flames of desire roast her conscious mind.
Her fingers moved frantically while she moaned out loud. 'No... No... Gawd what is happening to me?" Passion blinded her to the point where her emotions soared to surprising heights in a mere few seconds. Susan struggled but she managed to pull her hand away from her crotch giving the skirt a tug to cover her exposed thighs. She scolded herself for being so wicked while gaining a measure of control over her emotions.
Susan's hands were shaking so much that she could hardly twist the key in the ignition. Finally she started the car driving the short distance to the address on Kaz's card. Parking in front of the quaint house, Susan stared at the place a few moments hoping it was all a dream. All of a sudden it hit her! She made up her mind to barge into Kaz's house demanding he stop all his foolish blackmailing. Susan's courage swelled in her chest and she burst out of the car with a newfound confidence.
She was just about to knock when the door opened. Kaz stood stoic in the doorway inviting her inside with a wave of his hand. He would never get tired of seeing his sexy teacher dressed like a schoolgirl, as it made her look so young and desirable. Her slim, athletic body had caught the eye of many a student. Kaz could feel his cock jerk a few times in anticipation of what was to come. To be master of such a prominent teacher and to get her to do things she would never dream of doing was Kaz's ultimate goal.
He closed the door and ushered Susan into the small living room. Susan went a few feet into the room before she noticed two young men sitting on the sofa. Seeing her eyes widen in freight, Kaz introduced his compatriots as Ivan and Vanya.
"Don't you think that my teacher is very beautiful and sexy?" he asked his friends. Both nodded in agreement and both realized that Susan was even more attractive than Kaz had described. Ivan dropped his hand to his crotch and gave his stirring cock a quick squeeze. He had been reluctant to go along with Kaz's plan but he now was very glad he did.
