What was keeping him this time? I wondered as I sat in the car at the school parking lot. My son Tim was late again and I knew his teacher was having words with him. His grades were fine, so I never knew what all the trouble was. But I guess that was the trouble, Tim never told me anything. At first I worried he was seeing a girl and he was afraid to tell me. But when I brought it up he just turned red and said, "No mom...there aren't really any girls at my school."
Of course there were girls, just none that he liked. I didn't understand why. I mean, I knew he was a little awkward for 18, but then who isn't awkward at that age? He was handsome for his age, and he already had the body of a man. I knew he liked girls, when I found him looking at porn when he was 15. The poor guy was so embarrassed. Naturally I was shocked at how big his dick was. I mean he was my son, so of course I could look—but it did make me think that these girls were missing out.
Ms. Sims called me a few days before to tell me that Tim was staying after for some extra help and since his car was in the shop I was here waiting. But this was taking forever. So I got out of the car, went to the office and found out which room was hers. Now as I was walking up the hall to her classroom I had no idea what I would find. But I guarantee you when I walked to the door and looked in, nothing prepared me for what I saw: My son sitting at a chair with his pants around his ankles, dick pointed straight up and Ms. Sims standing in front of him with her top off, her boobs in a white bra and unzipping her skirt. What the hell was I supposed to do?
I was shocked. To be honest, I was shocked not at what I saw, but rather at myself. I stood still and I watched. Ms. Sims was a hot teacher. I knew that much. She was in her mid 30's with a great set of boobs and nice long legs. She always had her blonde hair tied back and her big rimmed glasses hung over her cute nose in that seductive way. But she was his teacher and this was wrong.
But I watched. I looked as she slipped off her skirt and stood in front of my son in a white thong and a white bra. Her boobs jiggled as she moved and I wondered if they were going to spill out of that thing at any moment. She was saying something to Tim then she stepped toward him, turned around and bent over for him to see her ass. I looked from her ass to his dick. I was proud.
It was rigid and thick—just the way I remembered it. I often wondered if he had grown and what he looked like jerking it. I was not disappointed. He kept his hands to his sides and just watched as his teacher wiggled her ass in front of his face. He looked so calm as he watched her turn back around then unsnap her bra. Her tits slipped out and sagged a bit from their own weight. She rubbed them together then fell to her knees and pressed his cock in between her tits.
I wasn't sure what she got out of it, but I could see her close her eyes and stroke his dick with her tits. I felt like it was all wrong. My poor son, being taken advantage of by this teacher. No doubt she could see that he was so awkward and shy. She probably noticed a bulge in his pants one day—poor kid couldn't help it I am sure. Now she was on her knees rubbing his young dick and shaking her ass in his face. But I didn't move. My pulse quickened. I was excited. I looked up and down the hall to be sure no one was coming. Then kept watching.
Ms. Sims now had her mouth on his dick. She sucked it slowly and carefully and good for her, he was probably ready to explode. I could see he loved it though. He stroked her head and watched her—breathing heavily the whole time. I felt my own mouth open. I was curious. It was true that I thought about it. I wondered what it would be like to suck my son's cock. But I knew it wouldn't happen.
Then Ms.Sims looked up at the door. Shit. I was petrified. Her mouth was still on his dick, but she looked right at me. Then she stood up and walked over to the door. I turned away. What was I going to do? Pretend I wasn't wet and curious? Was I supposed to be mad? Was...?
"Hello Holly," Ms. Sims said through the crack in the door. "Won't you come in?"
I didn't say anything at first. She looked right at me with a deep and penetrating look. I was caught and I knew it. I nodded and stepped in with a red face. Tim looked up at me and he freaked out. He grabbed at his pants and almost fell off the chair.
"Holy shit mom..." he stammered.
"It's ok Tim," Ms. Sims said. She held my arm firmly. "Your mom is here because I asked her to come."
Tim froze. He swallowed then looked at both of us. "What?"
I said nothing. I wanted to run, I wanted to cry, but I kept staring at his still wet and rigid cock. Ms. Sims pulled me over to him. She looked at me then back to him.
Finally she asked, "Did you see me sucking your son's dick?"
I looked at his bulging cock and his wide eyes. I nodded. My mouth was dry.
"We have fucked here you know?" She said in my ear. "He fucks like a little animal."
I swallowed. Who was this woman?
"He fucks me like I am his mother," She whispered.
"Mom?" he said in a whimper.
My hands were shaking. My mouth opened but nothing came out. Instead I dropped down and filled my mouth with his cock. I let go of everything and sucked it. Slowly and firmly I worked it in my mouth while his teacher watched. It was like candy that I knew was my favorite and then finally found. My head bobbed on his dick and I went crazy as I felt it grow swollen and harder.