(we shouldn’t be doing this.)

(we shouldn’t be doing this.)

….I had a cool girlfriend. Her mom let us do what we wanted in her room. We didn’t have to sneak around or fuck in secret. I was older than my girlfriend and her mom and I were close to the same age. She seemed to understand and told us both, what we did in Darnell’s bedroom was our private affair. She liked me and I liked her.

….Darnell was a younger version of her mom. Both had great bodies and nice full tits. Dana, her mom, was a school teacher for 9th grade (14 yr olds). We began to talk a lot when Darnell wasn’t around.

….Week after week we talked. She began to slowly talk about how the boys stared at her tits and legs. She was a single mom with no boyfriend and these boys were arousing her at school. She was always able to handle them and keep them in line…but it was very hard at times.

…The more she talked about how aroused she got by the end of the week, the more I wanted to fuck her, and solve her problem. We got really tense around each other as she and I looked in each others eyes.

…I put my hand on her shoulder. She was not use to being touched as students would get kicked out for touching a teacher. She immediately put her hand on mine and gasp…She whispered: (“we shouldn’t be doing this..”). She quick moved away and took a big breath….

…. I started wearing long shirts or left my shirts out to hide my boners I was getting around her.

… As a typical teacher she said: “We have to have a talk“. She said to come over after she left school and we would go in her den and talk about how to safely handle what was going on with us. All very prim, proper and logical.

….To me, she was just a hot woman I wanted to fuck. Darnell was spending that night at her girlfriends house. I got off work and went to Dana’s house. She let me in and led me to the den. She had on her school teacher clothes all straight laced and proper. She sat in a chair and had me sit on the couch.

…She nervously started in: “A-hum…a…now Michael…(clears throat)…a…we need to talk about…a…Michael?” I was staring right between her beautiful legs.