Teachers Pet: Prelude part 2

November

One night as I walked her home it was a freezing, cold, blustery damp day and I only had on an old Army shirt for a school event that day for a jacket.
If you wore an old Army shirt from a parent or relative you were cool. We stopped at her door and she said you must be freezing. Aww I’m ok Miss Kathleen. But I was! You come on in now and warm up for a minute. Yes ma’am I said. I was only too ecstatic to go inside.
As we made our way up the stairs to her second floor apartment she said for me not to mind the mess. It’ll be fine I’m sure Miss Kathleen I said.
Kathleen unlocked and opened the door. I was given the keys to look into her world and I was fascinated. My heart was pounding in anticipation and excitement. I’d waited for this moment.
Her apartment was decorated with older used hand me down furniture. The living room couch and loveseat were a plush dark midnight blue the 6 chair wooden dining table had hand carved inlays. Her artwork decorated the walls along with old Beatles pics and old concert posters. Her handmade pottery was placed strategically about on end tables and one big vase with fresh cut perennials the center piece of the dining table. The dining table sat on a large oval rug and throw rugs about the place covered an old wooden floor.
Would you like something hot to drink? she asked. I can make coffee or tea to warm you up. Hot chocolate? Aww I’ll have whatever y’all have Miss Kathleen thank you. Tea it is then.
Julian you can call me Kathleen now no more Miss no more ma’am understand? Yes ma’am I said and she gave me that look. The teapot went off, she poured me some and set the sugar on the table. Here you enjoy this for a bit while I freshen up.
I watched her walk away and looked about the place, it was cozy warm and nice. Very nice for a young teachers salary. I’m sure her family helped out a good bit. I wasn’t expecting anything but was pleasantly surprised with her dwelling.
I pushed my chair back away from the dining table so I could turn around to take it all in.
When Kathleen came out from the bathroom she had changed into a bathrobe and looked as though she ruffled her hair some. She picked up her cup of tea from the table and took a sip. The way she looked at me I felt she was sizing me up.
So Julian now that you’re here, she said, what do you think? Ma’am? I puzzled. What did I tell you Mr Molina. I’m sorry ma’am-I mean- Kathleen? I stuttered. I was obviously, idk what word even…shaken by the bathrobe? Y’all mean your place? I asked. Everything, she said looking right through me. I took a sip of my tea leaned back in my chair and did the best I could to give a straight answer. I took a deep breath before speaking. Well…I said nervously as I looked about, y’all have a really nice place and I’m real appreciative that y’all invited me in for tea and to warm up and…would you like some wine, she asked, cutting me off.
Why yes Kathleen I’d love to share a drink with y’all. She pulled a bottle of Mateus Rosè and two stout wine glasses from the cupboard and poured us both a drink.
So Mr. Molina you haven’t answered my question, she said taking a few big gulps of wine. I downed mine immediately. Another? She asked. Definitely, I said.
Kathleen never sat she stood down to the left of me at the side of the dinner table drinking her wine while I sat where I did when I came in.
Well…I almost said ma’am, Kathleen, I was about to when y’all cut me off
about the wine.
Well you now have the stage Julian.
She said.
What do I think about…everything? I repeated. I just couldn’t get it out in the heat of the moment.
Kathleen finished her wine, filled another and walked towards me with it. What is it you want Julian? She asked me. I looked at her trying to find my words. What-do- you- want? It’s a simple question Julian.
She was standing right on top of me to my left.
Looking up at her I just let it out. Well it’s not a simple answer Kathleen ever since I saw you at the beginning of the school year I’ve wanted to go down on you. It’s all I’ve thought about, why I approached you why…is this what you want Julian? she whispered opening up her bathrobe.
Kathleen straddled me and sat on my legs, I’m still sitting in the chair, her breasts in my face. Is it? She whispered again. Kathleen grabbed a handful of my hair pulling my neck back and thrust her tongue into my mouth, down my throat in a long passionate kiss. Yes, I said when I finally came up for air.
I sucked on her hard nipples back and forth. Kathleen drank her wine while I sucked on her tits. My hands were on them massaging and kneading them. Is that all you want Julian? She said. Is there more? I’ll take as much as you want to give me Kathleen.
She got up off of me taking my hand and leading me to the couch.
Kathleen sat back on the couch pulling her robe back and opened her thighs to allow me in between them.
Is this what you wanted Julian, she whispered again. Do you want to smell my pussy?
Here I was on the threshold of this gorgeous creature allowing my head in between her luscious thighs and put my tongue into her delicious pussy. I couldn’t say a word I just got down and put my face in her pussy inhaling her amazing scent and tasting her sweet pussy. I sucked and licked and kissed all of it. Kathleen ran her fingers through my hair pulling my face hard into her and grinding herself into my mouth tongue and nose. When she’d loosen her grip I’d try to suck on the inside of those delicious thighs trying to put sucker bites on them down deep next to her pussy marking my territory. I wanted to suck lick and taste her all over. But she’d guide me right back to the honeypot cumming again and again. I just held on to her thighs letting her control where she wanted me. Finally she let go of my head but I kept licking gently and kissing her pussy.
I can’t believe I’m doing this, she whispered. I must be out of my fucking mind!
Kathleen abruptly sat up grabbing my face and kissing me hard on the lips.
You have to go now Julian, she said.
Is something wrong Kathleen? I asked. No, just go she said. I’ll see you after.
So I gathered myself and left. I couldn’t believe what just transpired. I must be dreaming I thought. But her scent still on my face and her taste in my mouth on the way home said otherwise.

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