Chapter 4
Susan Hopkins was glad to be away from the city. In a new start in Crestwood, she thought she would have a better chance at a successful teaching career.
When she met the principal he smiled at her and talked to her congenially.
"I'm happy to say," he said, "you've had a clean record."
"Well good," she said. "Do you have many teachers who don't have clean records?"
"You bet we have," he said, "many, too many."
"Well what do you mean?" she asked trying to get him to be more precise.
"I'm sorry to say," he said, "that smoking pot has been popular with quite a few of our teachers."
"Well you don't have to worry about me," she said, "I don't smoke pot."
"And then we have those who have been having a drinking problem," he said, "and we are conducting a Teachers' Alcoholic Seminar."
"And I don't drink," she said.
"And then we come to the third problem," he smiled. "That is sex."
She kept her mouth shut on that one.
"Sex?" she finally said. "What do you mean, sir?"
"Miss Hopkins," he said, "many times the teacher is tempted to have sex with the young student. A student very often finds the teacher a sexual challenge."
"I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean," she told him.
"A sexual challenge," he explained, "is when a teacher becomes so appealing to a student that he feels he could express himself best only with her."
"I see," she said. "But I don't consider myself in any way as sexually involved, so I would not have to be concerned with this."
"I'm sure not," he said. "But I just warn all new teachers. One time we had a very attractive female teacher that I personally was fond of. I thought she would make an excellent teacher. She wasn't my paramour, you can believe me, but I did place a lot of faith, a lot of confidence in her."
"What happened?" Susan asked.
"I'll tell you," the principal explained. "It turned out she was having sex with six different boys."
"At the same time?" Susan asked eagerly.
"Hardly, Miss Hopkins," he said. "She could only accommodate three. After all a woman has three holes, not six."
"Oh," Susan said, "that's true. But I thought perhaps the three of them were watching on the sidelines like voyeurs."
"No," he said, "and it wasn't a gang bang either. It was simply if she found one boy attractive she would have sex with him. Very shortly she would find another boy attractive and she would have sex with him. Soon it turned out that she was finding so many boys attractive, that she had half a dozen-."
"Oh how disgusting," Susan agreed with him, "I can't imagine how she could find a student sexually appealing."
"Well I would say I can imagine how a teacher could find a student attractive," the principal contended, "for during these growing up adolescent years, some boys and girls are really stunning. I found girls that I wouldn't mind going to bed with at all."
"Why you lecherous dirty old man," Susan laughed.
She crossed her legs so she could give the principal a good view of her beautiful ankles and calves.
"If you don't mind my saying so," the principal replied, "I find you terribly attractive. But that doesn't mean for one minute that I would lose control of myself."
"Of course not," she said, "you are married, aren't you?"
"Naturally I am," he said, "I wouldn't be a principal if I wasn't."
"Now you didn't get married because you wanted to be a principal," Susan laughed.
"No I didn't," he said, "but it was a consideration."
"I'm sure," she said, "that it was a very wise one."
When their interview was over, she felt fairly secure. He was friendly and she was sure that he didn't suspect anything. She figured that if anyone had to be placed under suspicion it would be him. She went on her way and was glad to be away from him.
During her first class day she got a jolt. Sitting in the front row was a very attractive young man. He was sitting with his legs spread so she could see his bulging crotch. As she looked at his crotch she got very turned on. He stroked it once or twice as he caught her glancing down at his cock, and she sat so he could get a good look at her bosoms as she bent over.
When the class was over she attempted to ask him to stay. At first she resisted the temptation but as he was about to walk out of the door she called to him, "Jeff could I see you a minute?"
"Well sure Teach," he told her, "what's up?"
"It's about your school work," she said.
"I guess I'm really not too good at English," he admitted.
"Well perhaps some homework," she said, "might help you. Maybe we could get together at my place."
Jeff looked at her and he instantly knew what she had in mind.
"Sure," he said smoothly, "and I won't tell anybody else about it."
"I wish you wouldn't," she said quietly.
She had attained her point, and all she had to do now was give him her address. Hastily writing it on a piece of paper, she gave it to him.
"This is where I live Jeff," she said, "this is my phone number. What time would you like to come over?"
"Oh seven," he said, "so I can get home early. I go to bed early nights."
"So do I," she said.
All during the rest of the day her mind focused on one thing. Sex with him. And when she did get home the first thing she did was take a lingering bath. It always made her feel good to relax in the bath tub. Finishing her bath, she decided that it would be a good thing to wear something suggestive.
She slipped into a soft pink negligee that revealed plenty. She wanted to be prepared when Jeff came over. Then she lay down and relaxed.
She fell asleep as she relaxed. When she awoke it was ten to seven. She figured she had better be a little bit stoned before he came. She prepared herself a drink, and then when the doorbell rang she went to it.
"Well Jeff," she smiled, "how are you tonight?"
"Oh real good Teach," he smiled. "Don't you look nice?"
"Why thank you Jeff," she smiled.
As Jeff looked at her he smiled.
"You know honey," he said, "maybe I should strip down to my shorts. With that negligee you're wearing I can see almost everything."
"Now Jeff," she chided him, "you must focus on your school work."
"You've got to be kidding," he chuckled, "wearing something like that and talking about schoolwork."
"Now Jeff," she continued, "can't you keep your eyes off a woman?"
"Not when she's as sexy as you are and showing as much as you are."
"Am I showing too much?" she asked.
"You're not showing enough for me," he said hungrily.
"Well Jeff," she told him, "if I'm showing myself off, why shouldn't you expose yourself?"
"You mean you want a skin show?" he teased.
"I would not be at all adverse to seeing you naked," she assured him. "I'm so glad that they have those magazines where they have the male centerfolds. I frankly enjoy looking at a naked man."
"Well it's better in the flesh than it is in the magazine," he said, as he began unbuttoning his shirt to gauge her reaction.
"Oh you took me literally," she said.
"There wasn't any way to take it," he said, "from the first time we laid eyes on each other you knew that we wanted it, didn't you?"
"I had a pretty good hunch," she smiled.
As Jeff listened to her he realized more and more what a good time they could have together.
"I can hardly wait to look at you," she smiled.
"Why don't we pretend we're Adam and Eve?" he grinned. "I could play a mean Adam and you could play a gorgeous Eve."
The teacher decided that one more drink and she could play Eve.
"Don't drink too much," he warned her. "If there's anything I hate it's getting involved with a drinking lady."
"Why?" she asked curiously. "Have you been involved with quite a few women who drink?"
"My share," he admitted.
"Jeff," she observed, "you do have a magnificent form."
His shirt was unbuttoned now and he was displaying his muscles.
"I do a lot of exercise," he said. "I like track, I dig swimming and I used to play baseball."
"I can see you've got those rippling muscles of a true athlete," she complimented him.
"Why thank you," he said. "From you I take it as a compliment."
"Well you certainly may," she assured him, "because it was intended as a compliment."
As he continued talking she became more and more interested in what his cock would look like. She didn't have long to wait for he slid out of his pants and had a flimsy pair of nylon shorts clinging to his crotch.
"Those are real sexy shorts," the teacher observed.
"You like those, huh?" he laughed.
"I like what's beneath it," she said. "It looks like a good sized one."
Stroking it before he pulled his shorts off, he smiled.
"It is, baby," he grinned, "and you're going to just love it."
Finally he pulled his shorts down and flashed his rock hard cock. As she gazed at his enormous male member, her eyes bugged.
"Oh it's even bigger than I thought it would be," she said. "It's fantastic, Jeff."
"You like to give head, don't you?" he smiled at her.
She nodded.
"Now honey," he said, "you just take that negligee off and let me get a good load of you. Then we'll go into the bedroom and have some action."
"Alright," she said, "if you want to. I'm not forcing you to."
"I'm a man," he said, "I can take care of myself. Don't think I don't know where it's at. The minute you looked at me I knew you wanted to get your mouth on this."
The teacher slid out of her negligee and naked walked to the bedroom. As the student walked behind her he became more and more eager to see what she looked like.
"Oh don't you look nice," he said. "Yes, you look real jazzy Teach."
He was getting stimulated, just looking at her jiggling behind.
"You know Teach," he smiled at her, "a guy would have to be absolutely out of his mind not to want to have sex with you. I think you've done it with plenty of students before, haven't you?"
"I don't care to talk about it," she said. "Why should I?"
"Yes," he laughed, "why should you tell me the truth?"
"Yes baby," she laughed. "All that matters now is you and me. Right?"
"Right," he nodded.
Her eyes met and their souls locked.
"I love you Jeff," she said. "I love you for a playmate."
"Well I'm your playboy," he said, "and I have eight and a half inches that need playing with."
He was stroking himself with one hand and massaging his big balls with the other.
"Let me do that for you," she said.
Going over to him she began massaging his cock. He loved the feeling of her hot hands on his balls.
"Oh that feels so good when you do that," he told her, "it really does."
"I'm glad you're enjoying my hand work," she said.
She used her hand effectively on his balls and on his cock shaft. Then she told him, "Get on the bed. Let me give you a nice rubdown."
"Are you a masseuse?" he smiled.
"No baby," she said, "I'm not a masseuse. I'm a lover. And any lover knows how to give a good sexy massage."
"Good baby," he said, "now give me a good one."
His fingertips worked effectively at this point. He was getting more and more excited every second.
"Now baby," he told her, "I want you to give me a real good time."
The pleasure was building at this time and he was excited about it.
"Yes baby," he told her, "that's beautiful. Oh yes, baby."
As he lay there on his stomach she massaged his back. Then she went to the bathroom and got somebody oil. Returning she spread the oil over his back, then she massaged some of the oil on her breasts.
"So this is going to be sexy," he smiled. "I can see that."
She massaged vigorously, and then bent over and brushed her breasts over his back. He loved it as her breasts collided with his buttocks.
"Press down baby," he asked her, "that's what I want you to do. Yes, just do that."
It became intensely excited for him at this point and she was really stimulated. She crushed her breasts down on his buttocks and he arched upward. She reached between his asscheeks and played with his prostate gland. She let her fingers press all over the back side of his balls.
"You make my ass quiver," he said, as the shivers ran up and down his young spine.
She kissed his buttocks and he loved the excitement of it all.
"Oh wow!" he told her. "That's beautiful. Yes baby, yes."
The super excitement that he felt was increasing now.
"Oh kiss my ass," L: urged her. "I like having my ass eaten."
She kissed his ass effectively and nibbled at it. At the same time she kept her hands playing with his balls and with his prostate gland. Finally she slid a finger up his anus and he gripped it tightly.
"Oh that feels good," he told the teacher.
When she had given him all that he could stand she reached up with her hands and massaged his back.
"Oh keep that up," he told her, "I love that. Yes. That's what I like.. Massage my back."
The back massage was bringing her relaxation as well as bringing him stimulation.
"Oh baby," he said, "I want to feel your bosom on my cock."
He flipped over and then she pressed her bosoms down over his balls, over his penis. He loved the sensations that this was creating.
"Do it to me," he told her. "Oh yes, do me."
The pleasure now was building and building.
"Keep it up," he urged her. "Yes, yes."-
As the two of them became more and more excited, it was obvious that this couldn't go on much longer, for he would shoot his rocks off.
"You'd better grab a hold of my cock," he warned her. "That thing is going to shoot."
She gripped his penis in her hand and squeezed. Some juice surfaced at the small slit.
"Lick it," he panted, "lick it."
As the hot tongue swept the crown of his cock, she got a taste of it. Her fingers played with his balls and then she let her mouth flip over the meaty head of the cock.
"Eat it," he begged, "eat my cock. Yes baby, eat it. That's the way I like it."
It seemed as if the pleasure would never end. He was enjoying it more every moment.
"Oh yes baby, yes," he gasped eagerly, "that's what I want. Yes baby, I love that."
The sensations that her mouth action was creating really got to him.
"Lick it," he told her, "lick it. That's it, bite it baby, oh, you give good head. That's what I like. Now let me slide it to the back of your throat."
With a ramming thrust he drilled his cock to the back of her throat. She loved the sensation that this created.
"Yes, yes," he gasped excitedly, "that's what I want!"
The pleasure that the activity had created was building to a climax.
"Eat that cock," he demanded. "Eat it. Yes, eat that cock!"
Reaching down Jeff's hands went through her hair as he held her there. He loved the soft silky feeling of her hair. At the same time he derived enormous pleasure from stabbing his cock in piston precision movements in and out of her mouth. Then he threw his legs around her shoulders and she loved the sensation of his cock pressing against her cheeks as she blew him.
"Eat it sweetheart," he panted, "eat that big cock."
She mouthed it eagerly and he loved it.
"That's what I want," he cried ecstatically, "eat that cock. Yes baby, eat my cock."
She gobbled it eagerly as he stabbed away. It was a moment of truth for her and she had to admit she loved giving him the action he wanted so desperately.
"Get it baby," he gasped excitedly, "get that cock. Faster honey, faster. Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes baby, that's the way. Come on baby, come on baby."
The super sensations that this had created were driving her out of her gourd.
"Take it all," he said, "every inch."
Her mouth was plugged with cock. She could feel his big hairy balls at her lips. She enjoyed keeping her eyes open so she could see the action.
"Eat me," he cried, "swallow my sperm."
Suddenly his penis erupted. The thick creamy white juice flooded her mouth. She pulled off so she could have the sperm in her mouth making it possible for her to taste it, to savor it and enjoy it.
"Oh you want it," he said, "I'll give it to you."
He pulled back so she could have the rest of the sperm in her mouth.
When she had finished gobbling his cock she slid off. Then she looked up at him and he relaxed his leg grip on her.
"That's the best job I've ever had," he complimented her.
He patted her on the head affectionately and she felt as if for a moment at least she was loved.
"Thank you Jeff," she said quietly.
"Now sweetheart," he said, "it's your turn. I'll get you."
"You want to eat me?" she asked frankly.
"Wrap your legs around me," he said, "and push your muff in my mouth."
Straddling him she began shoving her pussy at his mouth. As she did so, simultaneously he began using his hands to play with her boobs. She loved the feel of his eager fingers on her breasts. She thrilled to the exciting touch of his fingers as they pinched the nipples, making them blood red and erect.
"Oh Jeff," she sighed in sexual ecstasy. "You know how to excite a woman, don't you?"
His mouth now was even with her mound. His hot tongue flashed out and began licking eagerly. As she felt his tongue lapping and lashing away at her slit, her body quivered. She loved the excitement he was bringing her.
"Eat it," she begged, "eat my pussy. That's it baby, eat it. Oh, ah, yes, yes baby, that's the way, baby, all the way."
The sensations that they were enjoying at this point seemed as if they would never stop. Every moment became more intensely exciting. She was thrilled for the opportunity to have love like this.
"Eat my pussy, Jeff," she cried passionately, "yes, eat my pussy. That's what I like, eat my pussy."
Happily, joyfully, he ate her. He grasped her asscheeks and stroked her buttocks. He let his hand slide into the crack of her ass. She loved the sensation as he did this to her.
"Yes," she panted, "yes baby. That's what I want. Oh honey. Do me."
It was pleasure such as she had never experienced, before.
"Oh wow!" she panted. "That feels so good, lover."
As he went on eating, he moved his hands alternately between her bosoms and her buttocks. She loved him playing with her like this. Finally as he thrust his tongue farther into her pussy he gave her some added excitement with a finger jabbing up her rectum. She loved the feeling of being loved all over.
"Fuck me baby," she purred, "yes baby, I like that. Do me, baby."
He did her alright, and the sensations that his tongue generated were incredible indeed.
"Oh, baby," she blurted, "you are super. Eat that pussy, eat it. That's it, eat it."
He continued lashing away at her mound. His tongue lashed her clitoris and then he bore down. With thrusting jabbing movements he stimulated and excited her as no man had ever done before.
"That's enough," she cried, "I'll be going off in a minute."
He kept this up until she could stand it no longer. Then she juiced. As she gushed his hot tongue joyously lapped up the juices.
"Oh baby," she moaned excitedly, "you don't know how good that feels."
He had some idea from the way she was wiggling around on the bed. It was easy for him to tell that she was flipping out on his hot tongue activity.
"Jeff," she sighed, "I love that so much."
Jeff didn't stop giving her the action she sought so eagerly until he had drained every drop of juice from her there. He was happy that he could accommodate her, and not for one minute did he regret his ability to do what he was doing.
"How was I?" he asked, as he pulled his tongue finally from her muff.
"You were beautiful," she said, "no man ever gave me better loving."
"That's a compliment, isn't it?" he smiled.
"Sure is baby," she told him.
She got off his body and lay down beside him. She snuggled up close to him for it made her feel like a young woman again, to have the strong muscular body lying close to her. Jeff instinctively understood the role he was supposed to play and he wrapped his arms lovingly protectively around her.
"What has your home life been like when you were a kid?" he asked.
"Why do you ask that, Jeff?" she said.
"Just because," he said.
"You didn't answer my question," she told him.
"No," he said, "I haven't answered your question. It's a difficult one for me to answer."
"I think it was," she said.
"Have you got ESP or something?" the teacher asked Jeff.
"It doesn't take ESP," he said, "to know that you really are a little girl lost."
"I guess I have been lost most of my life," she admitted.
"Why do you think that is, Jeff?" she asked him.
"That's simply stated," he laughed. "Just like much better than I. That is, if you'll tell the truth to yourself," he said.
"That is the difficult part," she admitted.
"It's a funny thing," Jeff said, "how difficult it is for anybody to tell the truth."
"Yes," she said, "it is difficult. I guess the reason is rather simple. It's sometimes hard to face the obvious for the obvious is often the thing that is the truth, and the truth hurts."
"That's simply stated," he laughed. "Just like an English teacher would put it."
"Don't think of me as your English teacher," she said. "Think of me as a lover. I don't expect you to make love to me forever, I don't expect you to be permanent at all, but I want you to think of me this brief time we are together as a lover."
Jeff smiled and told her, "We're going to get together again. Don't you worry about that. When I meet up with a good piece of ass, I always come back to it."
"I hope I mean more than a good piece of ass to you," she said abruptly; her lower lip quivering.
He could see how much his words meant to her and he watched them.
"Of course you mean more to me than that," he said. "You're a gorgeous woman, and you've got heart."
"Thank you Jeff," she said, "I'm glad you realize that I do. I'm not a heartless person. Of course I guess I would have to say I'm immoral and unethical to have an affair with you, but I have a lot of heart and that's why I wanted to make love to you. I wanted to love you with my tongue, I wanted to make love to you with my mouth, I want to love you with my pussy."
Jeff smiled as he rolled over so he could be facing her now.
"I enjoy loving you," he assured her. "It is exciting to love you."
As she looked at him, she felt secure. His blue eyes had a way of relaxing her as if she was looking at blue water.
"Why do you look at me like that?" he asked her.
She didn't answer right away. She thought for a long moment.
"Oh I don't know," she said. "I think it's because I feel I've known you before."
"Like some other life?" he smiled.
"Right on," she said. "Like some other life. That's the best way to put it."
"It's the only way to put it," she said, "because that is the feeling I have with you sometimes."
"Maybe that's why we connected so quickly," she said, trying to explain their sudden attraction.
"Right," he said, "we vibe baby, because we're on the same wave length."
"Right on," she exclaimed. "We're in tune. That's what you're saying, isn't it?"
"That's just what I'm saying," he assured her.
He was feeling better now as he looked at her and she was relaxed and loving as she looked at him.
"Jeff baby," she smiled, "I want to ask you something."
"Ask me anything you want to," he said.
"Could you ever live with a woman like me for long?" she asked.
"You mean like shack up with you?"
"I wouldn't mind," he said. "I wouldn't have to get wrapped up with a different woman every night."
"Sometimes I wish I could shack with a young fellow like you," she smiled.
"Well a lot of times I wish I could find me a dame like you," he said. "One who isn't afraid to fuck every way I want to."
"I have no sexual hang-ups," she said. "You can find that out soon enough."
"That's the only way to fuck," he said. "I don't dig these people who want to make it just one way. That old face to face fucking has to stop."
"I know baby," she said. "These intimate connections like we made it tonight are best. It's total love."
"That's what I think too," he smiled.
"But you know sweetheart," she told him frankly, "nobody else would look at it like that. They would see something bad in it."
"That's true," he said. "That is their dirty mind."
"That's right," she smiled. "That is their problem."
They exchanged knowing glances and Jeff felt relaxed and calm.
"I love you," she said softly.
"Those are three dangerous words to say to anybody," Jeff said to her.
"But I feel them," she said. "I did from the moment I set eyes on you."
"I don't want to hurt you," he said protectively.
His arm was round her tighter now and he bent over and kissed the tip of her nose. His tongue licked her lips and he pressed his mouth against her mouth.
"Oh Jeff baby," she smiled, "you are too much."
Her eyes were misty and sad, for she knew in her heart what they had, while beautiful, could never last. This knowledge was torturing her more every moment.
"Why do you look so sad?" he asked.
"Do I look sad?" she said, trying to cover her true feelings.
"You look like you're ready to burst into tears," he said.
"I always cry when I'm happy," she lied.