Steve Golden - Teacher with spunk

"It's all very simple, Hal," she said. "I'm fucking around behind Gerald's back, and he's fucking around behind mine. We're all consenting adults. What could be more straightforward?"

"I'd still like to talk about things. And of course I want to see you again."

"Fine. Come on over. But I can't guarantee Gerald will be here. He may be off fucking his bimbo."

"His secretary Trish, you mean," Hal said. He felt a little guilty for letting the name slip. But not too guilty.

"The one with the glasses and big tits?" Paula said. "I guess I should have known. Though I have a feeling she's not the only one he's poking."

"You could be right. But you shouldn't have to worry about Trish taking up his time this weekend. I just fucked her myself. Up the ass no less. She may be sore for a day or two."

Paula whistled softly to herself. For the first time her curiosity was aroused. She asked a few questions about the stacked secretary. She wanted to know what else Hal had done with her. And whether or not she'd discussed Gerald with him. Finally she asked for Trish's address.

"You want to see her?" Hal asked. He sounded shocked.

"Maybe. I'm not sure. You say she's a pretty hot girl?"

"The hottest. There's nothing the little slut won't do. She could even teach you a thing or two, Paula."

"That's what I have in mind," Paula laughed. And before Hal could reply she hung up the phone.

She'd treated the whole thing as a joke. And to start with she wasn't really serious about going to see Trish. But the more she thought about it the more she wanted to do it. She wasn't sure why. Gerald was out somewhere. She assumed he wasn't with this secretary. On an impulse she climbed in her car and drove over to the address Hal had given her.

Trish was alone. And for a moment or two she seemed shocked to see Paula on her doorstep. But she smiled and invited the older woman into her apartment. She offered her a drink, and then sat on the couch watching Paula closely. She seemed more curious about Gerald's wife than Paula was about her.

"Why have you come here?" she asked the older woman.

"Not far the reason you think," Paula smiled. "Oh I know you've been fucking my husband, and I guess I wanted to meet you outside of school. Just to take a close-up look at you. Don't get me wrong. I don't mind about you fucking him."

"Actually we didn't fuck. I sucked him off," Trish admitted.

"Whatever. I just lately heard that you were pretty hot stuff, and I wanted to meet you woman-to-woman. I wondered if I would find you attractive myself."

Trish stared at her in amazement. It was hard to believe that this was Gerald's prim little wife, she thought. She took a sip of her own drink and shifted a little on the couch. There was a twinge in her ass. She was still tender back there from Hal's ass-fucking.

"What was it like having Hal fuck you up the ass?" Paula said suddenly, as if she were reading the younger woman's thoughts. "That's something I've never tried. I must admit I'm curious."

"It was great. I loved it," Trish said, wanting to shock her. "But how do you know about that? Did Hal tell you?"

Paula didn't answer her. Instead she got up from her chair and went to sit beside Trish on the couch. She stroked the younger woman's shoulder and stared into her eyes. Behind her large glasses, Trish's eyes looked even bigger than they were.

"Tell me what else you've done," Paula said. "I'm really curious about what kinky things a beautiful young woman gets up to these days. Maybe because I missed out on so much when I was younger."

"Well, I've never made it with a woman, if that's what you're getting at," Trish said. "Fuck, what is this? I always thought you were Gerald's shy little wife. You never used to say boo."

"I think I'm changing," Paula admitted. "I'm getting more and more curious about sex. Especially kinky sex."

Paula cupped her hand under Trish's big tit, and the younger woman didn't resist. They snuggled closer on the couch. Paula squeezed the lush tit and then slipped the strap of Trish's sundress off her shoulder. She ran her thumb over the stubby nipple and it began to swell.

"You really want to make it with me?" Trish said, her voice full of wonder.

"Yes, I think I do," Paula said. "You're a gorgeous young woman."

Paula hadn't planned any of this. She hadn't come over here with anything specific in mind. It was just happening. Something was taking hold of her. If Trish had put up any resistance, she would have left in embarrassment. But the resistance just wasn't there. The young woman was growing as excited as she was.

"Fuck, I don't believe this," Trish moaned. She shifted her weight and let Paula pull the other strap of her dress off her shoulder. Suddenly both of her big tits were out in the open.

"Could we go into the bedroom, do you think?" Paula asked. "I'd really love to see you stretched out naked on a bed."

"Okay," Trish murmured, getting to her feet. For the first time in her life she felt shy and unsure in a sexual situation. It was a new experience.

With her sundress draped uselessly around her waist and her big tits bobbing, Trish led the way to the bedroom. Then she was stepping out of the dress and peeling off her panties. She climbed onto the bed and lay down on her back. She spread her legs and waited to see what Paula had in mind.

The older woman slipped off her own dress and stood there in her stockings and garter belt. She wore nothing else. Trish studied her carefully, her eyes taking in every inch of the full, mature figure.

"You're beautiful," she whispered. "Why would your husband want to cheat on you?"

"Men are strange," Paula grinned, climbing onto the bed. "But I'm glad he did cheat on me. He's helped open up a whole new world for me, without realizing it."

She knelt between Trish's legs and ran her hands up the younger woman's thighs. She gazed down at Trish's tits, her flat brown belly and her split cunt. This was the first time she'd ever seen another woman's body up close and naked, and it was fascinating for her.

"Why don't you eat my cunt?" Trish suggested. "I'd love to feel your mouth all over my wet pussy. Go ahead. I want you to."

Paula glanced at her, then smiled slyly. She ran her hands all the way to the tops of Trish's thighs and touched her fingertips to the pulpy lips of her cunt. She pried the cuntlips apart and then sank her head down low. She began to lick the puffy lips gently, curling her tongue this way and that.

"Yes! Like that. Lick my cunt!" the younger woman moaned. She spread her legs wide and stared down at the top of Paula's head.

Paula peeled the cuntlips wider apart and dug her tongue deep inside. She licked up one side and down the other. She teased the rubbery flaps of skin and made them swell. Trish's cunt began to ooze juice. Within seconds it was slippery with slime.

"Did my husband do this to you?" Paula asked suddenly, lifting her face from Trish's crotch.

"No. He never got around to it," Trish moaned. "Please don't stop! Your tongue feels so good on my cunt!"

Her cuntlips had swelled out into long flaps. The button of her clit was jutting out between them. Paula dipped her head back down and began flicking the erect bud with her tongue. Trish wriggled and moaned on the bed. She grabbed hold of her own tits and squeezed them.

"I don't believe this is happening," she wheezed. "I don't believe I'm getting my cunt eaten by Gerald's beautiful wife."

"Mmmmmmm…" Paula mumbled. Her lips nibbled on Trish's clit.

Trish could feel the pleasure mounting in her crotch. Her hips humped up and down gently against Paula's face. This might be her first time with a woman, she thought, but it wouldn't be her last. She was amazed at how good she was feeling. And it had taken only a few minutes.