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I felt I had lost everything, my career and my marriage, and the more I thought about I cursed myself and hated everyone and everything around me.
My husband left early the next morning. He had chosen to sleep in the spare room after the court case that had led to a blazing row, later that night.
I had decided as I lay in the darkness of the bedroom I would take my time and pack everything I wanted and just leave before he returned home in the evening.
I would drive South and cross into Germany, where I had worked as an au-pair during my gap year, I would be a stranger, get a menial job, and start over.
At 32 I felt cheated and as I said angry, but more with myself for doing it, every day you are confronted with temptation and all it takes is a moment of self pity, to let one of them inside, break the sacred barrier supposedly there for both student and teacher, he obviously saw my weakness that morning, and all he need was to push me.
He flirted and made me laugh, his c***dishness and silly immature remarks, showed his nervousness in the presence of a woman, as old as his mother, but there was something attractive about his fumblings, his nervousness and his desire for me, for me as we interacted it was that obvious, he was thinking about sex.
I close my eyes as I lay in bed that night, I could still see him, getting up from the bath I had run for him, and as I walked in, pretending to hold the towel high to cover my eyes and my own body, he saw the sheet like towel approach, behind which, my own nakedness, would be a confession to him, I was ready, and he could have me now.
I had been at the rugby training that afternoon, and as the boys trained and played the game, the heavens just opened-up, making their clothes stick to their muscular bodies.
I could feel my stomach knot-up tightly as my eyes went from one boy to another, my lusting was masked by my impassioned beautiful face, smiling as each one passed me by, on the way back indoors, as the rain became torrential.
'After you', and I turned to see the other male master take hold of the door and hold it open for me to enter. As I eased past him he whispered, 'Mind how you go in there', I stopped and turned as he followed me, 'Why', I asked him softly, 'Too much jail bait in here', he whispered again, and he nodded his head in a specific direction, I turned and looked to where he nodded, it was the changing room, and the boys were naked, as my eyes widened, especially as their penises looked deliciously desirable. 'I'll go grab a smoke', he said, 'watch the fort for five', he continued as he went back out through the same door.
I sucked in my breath and made a serious face, 'Really', I said as I turned to show my disapproval to his suggestion, but as soon as he disappeared, I turned back and drank in as much of this young nakedness, I was lusting and wanted to rip off my clothes and go into shower with them, that was when one boy came up to me and asked if I could give him a lift.
'Aren't you going to shower', I asked him, my eyes were on his nipples, which were rigid and poking through his top, as I spoke?
'No miss, I do it when I get home', he replied confidently, it felt like I was being chatted-up by a guy in the bar, not one of my students, we were flirting, and I knew it, even though he might not have.
There was some motion behind him as he shielded the entrance into the changing room, he turned and saw where I was trying to look, and huge smile broke out across his face, 'They know you are watching them'.
I thought for a moment before retorting, 'I'm paid to watch them', I whispered quietly, as if admitting to a dark secret sexual turn-on, 'I'm even paid to watch you', I added, with full eye contact, I was testing my ground.
'They call you 'The MILF', he said quickly, his face reddening. 'What is a MILF', I asked him, but he would not say.
I was slightly agitated, and I looked at my wrist watch. I think he took it the wrong way, as if I was tired of him, 'I'll wait outside', he said.
He went out as the other master came back from his smoke, 'How is it', he asked cheerfully?
'Apart from the noise, it appears OK', I said, and he just shook his head. 'Listen', I added, 'can you handle this from here, I really need to get going'?
He was very amiable about me heading off, 'Making hubbies dinner tonight', he asked me?
I told him my husband was overseas on business, adding I just wanted a quiet evening with a bottle of wine.
I turned to go and stopped, he looked as I did so, 'What is a MILF', I asked him in a whisper?
'Mothers I love to fuck', he replied with emphasis on the 'Fuck'. I had to laugh, and I shook my head, somehow I loved the idea, so I waved and turned and walked outside and into the rain.
I hurried to where my car was parked, and where he was standing in the rain. 'Christ your soaked, and you have to sit in my car', I said slightly annoyed, but I was horny and just wanted to have some time with him and see what transpired.
I opened my boot and grabbed a beach towel, before opening the car and getting in, leaving him standing getting wetter.
I would the passenger window down and handed him the towel and the umbrella, 'Put this up and stand under it, and dry yourself, before getting in', I ordered him, then on a second thought I told him to open the door, and as he did the interior light came on, so I reached-up and turned it off.
I watched him in he dark as he dried himself from his head down, I even reached across and did his back, 'Take your shorts off', I commanded, as he did and sat down in his Jock Strap only, the sight of his buttocks without any sort of underpants covering, drove me wild with lust, I wanted to take him right here in the car park.
I started the car and got out of the car park pronto like, the air between us was palpable, strained, but heavily sexual, I had a near naked boy with me and intended to seduce him in my home in my husbands bed, I was so fucking horny for him at that precise moment in time, I cared not for the consequences.
'Put the towel over your front', I said, my voice thick and gruff, as I looked across at him and then my eyes dropping down onto his crotch, 'Cover your chest, you look like your naked', I added, suddenly fearful that anyone looking in from outside, would note my car number.
He lifted the towel and tucked it over each shoulder, smoothing it out, so it also d****d over both his knees, but the side view of his nudity under it, made my pussy scream for attention.
'Where are we going', he asked after a few minutes?
'My husbands is overseas', I replied thickly, 'we are going back to my place', I looked at him as I spoke for a reaction, he looked so deliciously vulnerable, and as he stared straight ahead, I let go of the wheel and touched the top of his thigh, then slid under the towel and eased my fingers under the cup of his jock-strap and felt his cock.
He turned and looked at me, 'I'm going to fuck your fucking brains out, after tying you to my bed', his face was ashen and his mouth hung open.
'Do me a favour', I asked him, 'Play with my pussy while I drive', his Adam's apple bobbed in his throat, 'you do know how to finger a woman, don't you', and as I challenged him, I spread my thighs, as he reached across, his towel fell, and as his hand went up my skirt, I groaned out loud, don't any body out there tell me that being sexual with a young person is not the most delicious feeling ever.
My husband left early the next morning. He had chosen to sleep in the spare room after the court case that had led to a blazing row, later that night.
I had decided as I lay in the darkness of the bedroom I would take my time and pack everything I wanted and just leave before he returned home in the evening.
I would drive South and cross into Germany, where I had worked as an au-pair during my gap year, I would be a stranger, get a menial job, and start over.
At 32 I felt cheated and as I said angry, but more with myself for doing it, every day you are confronted with temptation and all it takes is a moment of self pity, to let one of them inside, break the sacred barrier supposedly there for both student and teacher, he obviously saw my weakness that morning, and all he need was to push me.
He flirted and made me laugh, his c***dishness and silly immature remarks, showed his nervousness in the presence of a woman, as old as his mother, but there was something attractive about his fumblings, his nervousness and his desire for me, for me as we interacted it was that obvious, he was thinking about sex.
I close my eyes as I lay in bed that night, I could still see him, getting up from the bath I had run for him, and as I walked in, pretending to hold the towel high to cover my eyes and my own body, he saw the sheet like towel approach, behind which, my own nakedness, would be a confession to him, I was ready, and he could have me now.
I had been at the rugby training that afternoon, and as the boys trained and played the game, the heavens just opened-up, making their clothes stick to their muscular bodies.
I could feel my stomach knot-up tightly as my eyes went from one boy to another, my lusting was masked by my impassioned beautiful face, smiling as each one passed me by, on the way back indoors, as the rain became torrential.
'After you', and I turned to see the other male master take hold of the door and hold it open for me to enter. As I eased past him he whispered, 'Mind how you go in there', I stopped and turned as he followed me, 'Why', I asked him softly, 'Too much jail bait in here', he whispered again, and he nodded his head in a specific direction, I turned and looked to where he nodded, it was the changing room, and the boys were naked, as my eyes widened, especially as their penises looked deliciously desirable. 'I'll go grab a smoke', he said, 'watch the fort for five', he continued as he went back out through the same door.
I sucked in my breath and made a serious face, 'Really', I said as I turned to show my disapproval to his suggestion, but as soon as he disappeared, I turned back and drank in as much of this young nakedness, I was lusting and wanted to rip off my clothes and go into shower with them, that was when one boy came up to me and asked if I could give him a lift.
'Aren't you going to shower', I asked him, my eyes were on his nipples, which were rigid and poking through his top, as I spoke?
'No miss, I do it when I get home', he replied confidently, it felt like I was being chatted-up by a guy in the bar, not one of my students, we were flirting, and I knew it, even though he might not have.
There was some motion behind him as he shielded the entrance into the changing room, he turned and saw where I was trying to look, and huge smile broke out across his face, 'They know you are watching them'.
I thought for a moment before retorting, 'I'm paid to watch them', I whispered quietly, as if admitting to a dark secret sexual turn-on, 'I'm even paid to watch you', I added, with full eye contact, I was testing my ground.
'They call you 'The MILF', he said quickly, his face reddening. 'What is a MILF', I asked him, but he would not say.
I was slightly agitated, and I looked at my wrist watch. I think he took it the wrong way, as if I was tired of him, 'I'll wait outside', he said.
He went out as the other master came back from his smoke, 'How is it', he asked cheerfully?
'Apart from the noise, it appears OK', I said, and he just shook his head. 'Listen', I added, 'can you handle this from here, I really need to get going'?
He was very amiable about me heading off, 'Making hubbies dinner tonight', he asked me?
I told him my husband was overseas on business, adding I just wanted a quiet evening with a bottle of wine.
I turned to go and stopped, he looked as I did so, 'What is a MILF', I asked him in a whisper?
'Mothers I love to fuck', he replied with emphasis on the 'Fuck'. I had to laugh, and I shook my head, somehow I loved the idea, so I waved and turned and walked outside and into the rain.
I hurried to where my car was parked, and where he was standing in the rain. 'Christ your soaked, and you have to sit in my car', I said slightly annoyed, but I was horny and just wanted to have some time with him and see what transpired.
I opened my boot and grabbed a beach towel, before opening the car and getting in, leaving him standing getting wetter.
I would the passenger window down and handed him the towel and the umbrella, 'Put this up and stand under it, and dry yourself, before getting in', I ordered him, then on a second thought I told him to open the door, and as he did the interior light came on, so I reached-up and turned it off.
I watched him in he dark as he dried himself from his head down, I even reached across and did his back, 'Take your shorts off', I commanded, as he did and sat down in his Jock Strap only, the sight of his buttocks without any sort of underpants covering, drove me wild with lust, I wanted to take him right here in the car park.
I started the car and got out of the car park pronto like, the air between us was palpable, strained, but heavily sexual, I had a near naked boy with me and intended to seduce him in my home in my husbands bed, I was so fucking horny for him at that precise moment in time, I cared not for the consequences.
'Put the towel over your front', I said, my voice thick and gruff, as I looked across at him and then my eyes dropping down onto his crotch, 'Cover your chest, you look like your naked', I added, suddenly fearful that anyone looking in from outside, would note my car number.
He lifted the towel and tucked it over each shoulder, smoothing it out, so it also d****d over both his knees, but the side view of his nudity under it, made my pussy scream for attention.
'Where are we going', he asked after a few minutes?
'My husbands is overseas', I replied thickly, 'we are going back to my place', I looked at him as I spoke for a reaction, he looked so deliciously vulnerable, and as he stared straight ahead, I let go of the wheel and touched the top of his thigh, then slid under the towel and eased my fingers under the cup of his jock-strap and felt his cock.
He turned and looked at me, 'I'm going to fuck your fucking brains out, after tying you to my bed', his face was ashen and his mouth hung open.
'Do me a favour', I asked him, 'Play with my pussy while I drive', his Adam's apple bobbed in his throat, 'you do know how to finger a woman, don't you', and as I challenged him, I spread my thighs, as he reached across, his towel fell, and as his hand went up my skirt, I groaned out loud, don't any body out there tell me that being sexual with a young person is not the most delicious feeling ever.
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