Margaret Brown hopped from bed on Monday morning with her usual sunny disposition. She loved teaching, having taught 5th grade math at Johnson Elementary for the past 6 years.
It really was the only thing that had held her together in her hard divorce. She and her ex-husband Larry had been married for 10 years. It had come as quite a shock when Larry announced he was leaving her for another woman.
But it was nothing compared to when not long after, she missed her period. At first, she dismissed it as just stress. But it went on longer and longer. Finally, she took a pregnancy test.
And sure enough, her son Julian was growing inside of her. Now he was 18 years old, content in his mother's care. He was a strapping boy, standing a towering 6'9 and 152 pounds. Meanwhile, Margaret made due with her meager salary and Larry's child support checks.
Julian was the light in her life. It pained her to know he would soon be leaving to go to college.
"Hey Mom?" Julian called from behind the door.
"Come on in sweetie," she replied, "I'm decent."
He opened the door and walked in, his shirtless chest glistening from his shower.
"Shower is all yours," he said with his pearly smile, one that attracted many girls to her son. His girlfriend Taylor, a senior as well, had won out and had the envy of every other girl in school.
And with good reason.
Her son was amazingly handsome, fiery red hair and piercing blue eyes. He had a set jaw and flawless skin, with just the slightest hint of freckles. Unlike his father, he had good muscle tone, bulging forearms and pecs along with his washboard abs.
His cock wasn't bad either. Margaret could vividly remember when Julian was 12 and she had walked in to collect his laundry when she saw it, his hand lubed and pumping like mad over his swollen weapon.
She had instantly rushed out without him seeing her but could never get that picture from her mind. Especially lingering was the word that came from his mouth before the door closed...
... "Mommy..."
******
He watched the world go by with his eager and innocent eyes, talking about his plans for the day as the two drove down the street to their respective schools.
Margaret kissed his cheek as she dropped him off to his high school, never letting him outgrow her love and she drove further down the street to Johnson Elementary.
Upon entering, many students greeted her as she hustled to teacher's lounge, the fresh coffee calling her name. There stood a medium built woman wearing a designer blouse and matching skirt along with white heels.
"Hello Victoria," Margaret greeted her, "how are you today?"
"Just fine," Victoria replied, sipping her coffee, laced with a thick white froth. It smelled odd. Almost like candy.
"Oh no!" Margaret exclaimed, "we're out of cream."
Victoria nodded. "I know. They take so long to restock that I brought some of mine from home. You can take some if you'd like some."
"Oh yes, please," Margaret agreed as Victoria pulled out a large bottle.
Margaret got a small amount but Victoria shook her head. "Please, use as much as you like. I have plenty more at home."
Margaret smiled and got about half the bottle, the thick cream sitting perfectly on the fresh brew.
"Thanks Vic," she said as she looked at the clock, "I have to get to class."
As she left, Victoria chuckled and added the rest of the bottle to her coffee.
******
As her class began to trickle in, Margaret greeted everyone. The students got into their seats and talked quietly to each other about their weekends as Margaret finished setting up.
"Okay everyone," she said, calling for attention after the bell rang, "today we'll be talking about fractions..."
After handing out some worksheets, Margaret remembered her coffee.
It must be cold by now, she thought but took her first sip. Her first taste was strong, the brew still hot as the thick cream oozing down her throat. It made her feel tingly and warm, though she just attributed it to the coffee. After all it was 17 degrees outside.
As she got into her lesson, she began having the oddest feeling. She felt restless, bouncing her knee as her students took their test. As she shifted in her seat, she was shocked.
Her ass, which has sagged considerably since her younger years was firm and round. Even her large 32J breasts were solid. She then noticed her nipples, poking against her black sweater.
She felt the familiar sensation in her pussy. How the hell was she getting aroused? No one was here except her students.
DAMN!!!
She was getting hornier by the second and wanted to frantically rubbing her cunt. When the students were completing quiz, she began to pleasure herself behind her desk but it wasn't enough. She looked at the clock, anxious to take care of herself in the restroom. She had never been so aroused!
At long last, the bell rang as her students filed out for lunch. As soon as the last was gone, she locked the door and yanked down her skirt, grabbing the rubber yet solid ruler and began to madly fuck herself with it.
Sucking her engorged nipple, she came several times but could find the satisfaction that a real cock could bring. Her husband, though not a real tiger in bed, had been fairly well endowed.
At that moment, she remembered when she could have left her job, finding her then-loving husband waiting for her, his cock erect and ready to be ridden.
After achieving one final orgasm, the pressure subsided though she still could help but wonder about what had brought them on.
"I need more coffee..." she said after she caught her breath.
******
Following a hasty attempt to remove all traces of her masturbation session, Margaret scurried to the lounge, cup in hand. She was surprised to see a beaming Victoria still there.
Even more surprising was that she had another full bottle of her special creamer, even though Margaret had drained it all that morning. Her breathing got shaky as she headed to the machine.
