Parent-Teacher Meetings Turn into Forbidden Ecstasy

Lying flat on Marion’s desk in the locked conference room, printer humming faintly outside. I watched her sleep. Passed out after her orgasm. Naked next to her, my fingers grazed those round, firm cheeks. Perfect skin. Coffee scent mixed with her musky perfume hung heavy.

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Click. Door locked tight earlier. No interruptions. She stirred, turned, smiled. ‘Hey, you… Thought you’d bolted.’ ‘To where? Hubby’s away.’ Her eyes softened. ‘He know you’re bi?’ I laughed sharp. ‘Didn’t know till you.’ Her gaze lit up. First woman for me. Almost.

The Mounting Tension

I spilled the gross Allison story. She chuckled, straddled me. Tits mashed mine. Lips crashed. Fuck, electric. Tongues danced expert. Hands roamed her muscled back, dipped to ass. She moaned into my mouth. Groans echoed off walls. Mouse clicks from open-space ghosts.

She pulled back. ‘Can’t start what I can’t finish.’ Heart sank. ‘What?’ ‘Gotta close a chapter.’ Not single. Betrayed sting hit hard. Tears welled. I shoved off desk, yanked clothes on. Slammed door. Click locked behind. Stumbled parking lot, tears streaming. Car to home. Shower hot, sobs loud.

Called Alex pointless. Vacuumed office files at home. Mind raced: her with someone hotter? Binged cookies. Dozed on couch, golden light fading. Phone buzzed. Marion: ‘Teacher seeks admin partner post-breakup. Rookie welcome.’ Grinned stupid. ‘Available. CV drop 7pm, conference room.’ Heart raced.

Back. Door clicked shut. She yanked me close. Lips devoured. Hands bolder, unbuttoned slacks. ‘Free now. For us.’ Jean pooled ankles. Sweatshirt gone. Plain white panties soaked. She kissed hard, backed me to conference table. Cold wood hit ass. Shiver.

Pushed flat. Slid panties off. Sex swollen, dripping. Unhooked bra. Tossed. Offered up. Her head dove. Tongue hit clit. Scream ripped out. Body arched. Sucked lips sloppy wet sounds. Juices smeared her face. Begged: ‘Make me cum!’ Teased slow, fast. Fingers plunged. Two. Three.

The Explosive Release

Folded thighs to chest. Tongue rimmed ass. Shame melted to fire. Hole pulsed open. Groaned animal. Seized tits rough. Table creaked. Back to pussy. Lapped deep. Growls mixed ours. Needed cock. No. Her fingers fucked hard. Thumb in ass. Exploded. Squirted hot flood. Waves crashed.

She kissed cyprine breath. Stripped. ‘Stay put.’ Climbed table, straddled face. Pussy hovered, intoxicating scent. Licked light, then hard. Crushed on mouth. Tongue fucked her hole. Thumb clit. She bucked wild. Cowboy reins on hips. Silent scream. Cream filled mouth. Swallowed greedy.

Quick sink rinse. Borrowed her panties. Ate light at table, smiles sappy. Tender night whispers. Sunday loomed. Hubby SMS: home 4pm. Cafard hit. Makeup in mirror. She blindfolded. ‘Trust?’ ‘Yes.’ Desk prone. Oil slick hands shoulders. Melted. Sensual glide to tits. Nipples pinched. Thighs clenched.

‘Spread.’ Tongue devoured again. Stopped. Frustrated whine. Sounds: strap rustle. Knees up. Gode thick, slick. Thrust deep. Fucked relentless. Ass slapped. Plastic perfect. Cum brutal. She followed. Collapsed panting.

Caressed cheek. ‘Can be your man and woman.’ Tears. Kissed deep. Dressed quick. Door click. Back to life. Mask on. Ambitious admin again.

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