My hot Spanish teacher

Well, lets see, it was the ninth grade and I had all new classes that year. One that I was not looking forword to was my Spanish class. I had no interest to learn Spanish and I still dont. When I got to Spanish class that day I was sitting in my desk waiting for the teacher to arrive and all of the sudden there she was. Suddenly my whole perspective changed about Spanish and I would look forword to this class everyday.

I sat in my desk watching her come into the room and sit at her desk. Then class started and she stood up and introduced herself. Her name was Mrs. Wilson. She was about 5’7” with long black hair. Her body was something to stare at. You could tell she was or used to be athletic by her shape. Her legs were the perfect combination of muscle and body fat. They were silky smoothe and covered with panty hose topped of with a pair of high heels. They went all the way up and turned into a gorgious ass. She had a pretty slender figure which accented her sexy, perky breast. They werent to big nor small. They were probably a full C cup, which meant they were perfect for sucking. Oops! She caught me stareing at her on more than one occasion. All I could think about was tearing her clothes off her body and fucking her pussy. It was thoughts like this that often made me pitch a tent during the middle of class causing some embarrasment.

Well, after that year of teaching to everyones supprise, she was caught having an affair with our principle. She was no longer alowed to teach at our school so she ended up teaching at a different school. The only time I would ever see Mrs. Wilson again would be at church. I continued through school and graduated having forgot long about her. I began living my life, working different jobs, having fun. At the age of 24, at one of my jobs, I have moved up into a managers position and was in charge of hiring. Lo and behold, one day Mrs. Wilsons son came in and submitted his application. Now its been nearly ten years since his mother tought me Spanish, But all of the sudden, thoughts of his mother flashed through my mind. I could not stop thinking about her. I had to hire her son. Besides, he was only fifteen and he couldnt drive so I knew someone had to pick him up for work and that could very well be his very fine looking mother.

Well, I was right. His mom dropped him off and picked him up every day and I always made it a point to talk to her and make small talk. She was always freindly and had a gorgious smile. Now even though its been ten years since she taught me she was still looking very fine. She would be about 45 yr. old but that didnt matter. I had a big thing for milfs. One day as she was dropping off her son as I was just getting off of work and I was tired of playing around and never “going for it.” I went up to her as she was sitting in her car and I asked her if she would care to grab a bite to eat. I could see her hesitate for a second so I blurted out “my treat.” She smiled and said “sure.” We went to a Shoneys which was by the interstate and ordered a coffee and dessert.