Robert Vickers - Seducing her students

Stars exploded in her brain. Her body was burning with a fever of sheer lust. Every muscle inside was locked in that peculiar rigidity of orgasm.

Linda had wanted a huge orgasm. She got it. Wave after wave of intense pleasure ripped through her. Alternate hot and cold surges made her shiver and shake uncontrollably. At last, when it was all over and the superb feeling was subsiding, Linda found she'd been holding her breath.

Gasping for air like a fish out of water, the woman rolled off Kenny's face. She had come close to suffocating the poor lad.

"Wow!" he said, "I'm glad you decided to let me breathe. I was getting sort of blue in the face."

"You did just fine, Kenny. Just fine."

Naked, sweaty and completely sated, Linda leaned back on the floor and sighed. Between Kenny and his father, she was going to be a busy girl. Very busy.

And very happy.

Linda rose in a single lithe movement. The doorbell's chiming had been what she had eagerly been waiting for during the past hour. Jerry had promised to come by and pick her up. Neither of them much wanted to go to the PTA meeting, but it was one of those detestable required thing that Linda couldn't get out of.

And Jerry was going because Linda would be there.

Knowing that, gave her a nice, warm feeling inside. He was something unique in her experience. He could satisfy her sexually, make her feel wanted and needed and not put her down while doing it. He built her ego up, made her feel special while they were together.

He and Linda had been making it more and more. And both had become increasingly hot for each other. Linda's insides trembled like a plate of jello at the thought that the blond giant was on the other side of the door waiting for her.

Jerry was impatiently shifting his weight from one foot to the other by the time Linda got the door to her apartment open.

"Hi, Jerry, come on in. I'll get my purse and…"

"And nothing!" His powerful hand pulled her to him. Their lips met and lightly touched, then crushed firmly together. Linda allowed Jerry's tongue to push firmly between her lips and into her mouth.

Once there, the agile pink tongue began stroking and rubbing along hers. Their tongues started rolling around and around like an erotic spinning wheel. Jerry changed the rotary motion to an in-out mock fucking action that started turning Linda on.

She felt the tingles all through her body as Jerry's tongue massaged hers. He shoved his tongue firmly in and out until Linda couldn't keep up with the frantic pace. She resigned herself to forming an "O" with her lips and letting Jerry thrust his tongue into this orifice.

Linda lightly pushed the tip of his tongue with hers but did nothing to prevent entry. She liked the feeling. She wanted him, to keep doing it. There was nothing else in the world she wanted more than to stay in the safe, warm embrace of Jerry's arms.

It was Jerry, however, who stopped. He pushed Linda out to arms length and studied her, his eyes admiring in her loveliness. Jerry was getting hard seeing the woman's tight-pressed bodice, the twin melons of creamy flesh slightly bulging out of the modest neckline. The firm flesh under his fingers, the sweetness of her mouth added to his stimulation. His cock was achingly pressed against the inside of his pants.

"I'd like to continue this, Linda, but you said you had to go to that PTA meeting. We'd better get going."

"What do you call it? We were going pretty good, and I was getting ready to come!"

"Silly woman. You know what I mean. After the crummy meeting's over, then we can horse around a bit. Your job first, pleasure second. Or have you changed your mind about keeping a job?"

"I'd rather keep you!" Linda blurted.

The look on Jerry's face was an odd mixture of pleasure and distress. He'd have loved staying with Linda, fucking her until the early hours of the morning. But his situation was weird. He was still married and what the two of them were doing was adultery. He couldn't risk discovery for dozens of reasons.

He'd hate to get messed up in a back-biting divorce with Bess. Then, what would the discovery do to Kenny? That was a powerful argument for keeping the affair as quiet as possible. His own job would be at stake as well as Linda's.

No one could profit by it getting out that he was fucking his kid's teacher. But nothing could come up and possibly jeopardize his position. Jerry wondered if he'd have even considered screwing around with Linda if Bess had been more of a wife and less of a millstone around his neck.

Looking at the trim, sleek woman left the nagging suspicion in Jerry's mind that it probably wouldn't have mattered. No matter how good a wife Bess could have been, he'd have still been tempted to wander and sample Linda's delights.

"Oh, spoilsport!" Linda pulled free and grabbed her purse. Her tone was angry but the sly smile on her face promised Jerry that she would more than make up for their lack of time when they got back from the PTA meeting.

Jerry drove to the school, Linda's hand rubbing and kneading his crotch the entire way. By the time they entered the auditorium, he was afraid it would be obvious to everyone just how aroused he was. His cock felt like a hidden fire hose in his pants.

Apparently, everyone was busy with their own little games and didn't notice. Jerry watched and listened and caught on the flow of what was happening. It was the same old power trip. Little people trying to puff themselves up into important people. These people bared him. Not one in ten was interested in getting a better education for their children. They were more intent on building themselves up using their children.

"Ah, Miss Blake, so glad you've come," said an overweight man with a clumsily tied tie.

"Good evening, Mr. Wedreck. Any reason I shouldn't have made it on time?" Linda glanced down at her wrist watch and found she was better than ten minutes early.

"No, no, none at all," said the principal. Wedreck eyed lent, then thrust out a pudgy hand saying, "I don't believe we've met."

"Jerry Tesser. My son's in Miss Blake's history class. She finally convinced me I should take a bigger interest in how the school's run."

"Glad you could make it." Turning to Linda, Wedreck asked, "Would you mind tending to the PA system again, my dear?"

His oily words made Jerry want to rip the man's tongue out and stuff it up his nose. Even the limp handshake had seemed vaguely unclean. The principal didn't make a very good first impression.

"No, don't mind at all. As long as it's just a matter of turning the knobs and flipping the on-off switched."

"That's it. Sorry to do this to you, but the janitor's gone for the night and none of the others can really be spared. All part of the program tonight."

"Consider it done, Mr. Wedreck."

Linda watched as the fat man waddled off. She whispered in Jerry's ear, "I hate that son of a bitch. He's so… so…" she groped for the proper word.

"Slimy," Jerry furnished. "I think he's a disgusting person and I can't even say why."

"I could." Bitterness tinged her voice. "Never mind. Would you like to give me a hand… ooooh!"

Jerry's hand had crept over and engulfed one entire buttock. When Linda had made her request, he squeezed down hard. She reached behind and swatted away the man's groping hand.

"That's not what I meant!"

"Maybe later," Jerry grinned.

"Sure, darling, definitely! Let's get up to the balcony so I can play engineer with all the PA stuff. You might tell me what to do. I usually just flip switches and things until the tubes warm up. But I get that awful squeaky noise."

"Feedback. Happens if everything's not in its proper place." His hand snaked out and gently rested on her ass.