After school Work
So engrossed was she in her work that she jumped when the student who'd entered the room spoke. "You wanted to see me Miss Rossi?" She looked at him, at first glance he seemed out of place being 6" 4" and broad shouldered. he looked more like a Pro Football player than a high school student. She understood that he'd had some type of Medical problems which had held him back a year, but still.
Please have a seat she said wanting to not feel overwhelmed by his height. Being only 5", 4' she rankled at the students that seemed to tower over her. As the student settled into the adjacent seat she reached into the bottom drawer and pulled out a folder and dropped it onto the desktop. "You want to explain this to me, and why you thought it was okay to present it for your Literary assignment?"
She watched as he recognized what she'd tossed onto the desk, his brown skin darkened and she realized he was blushing with embarrassment. He stared at the folder absolutely terror struck. Mm-m-ms Rossi, he said, I"m sorry that's the wrong folder, he stammered, that was supposed to go elsewhere. I didn't mean to turn it in here." Oh she replied, where did you mean to turn it in. HIs eyes kept going from her to the folder and back again. I was submitting it to this place that kind'a publishes. . .those kind of stories he said haltingly. I have my assignment probably in my locker downstairs. Really, she responded does your mother know about this?" He blinked, at her No ma'am, he responded. 'What would she do if she knew?' The boy sat back with his eyes closed, shook his head. 'Well, he said quietly, first she'd beat me like a drum, call me everything but a c***d of God, then throw me out of the house like last week's garbage." He sat quietly, his eyes closed, looking as if he was going to cry. He took a deep breath and looked at her. "Ma'am, if it's not in my locker it's on my desk at home. I'm begging you, can I run and get it and bring it back? I really need this grade and it's not really due until Monday. Amanda sat back in her chair looking up at the clock along the wall. Sorry Damion I'm afraid I have to leave, I'm expecting a delivery and have to be at home. 'I can bring it to your house, he said, you don't live far from me I can be there by 5 o'clock."
She let him stew for a moment then nodded, okay Damien, but at 5-0-1, bets off and I mail this to your house with a note, she said holding up the folder. Damien nodded looking as desperate as a cat on a hot tin roof. 'Thank you ma'am he said as he jumped up and bolted out of the room. She laughed to herself grabbed her keys and headed home. Damien literally ran from the school grounds all the way home. He gathered the proper folder from his room left a note for his mother and headed out for Miss Rossi's house.
Taking a "shortcut" he went over the hills and thru the woods and came out close to her house. He saw a truck sitting outside her house checked his watch and it was close so he ran all the way. He was slightly out of breath when he arrived onto the porch he could hear 'voices' inside and he knocked on the door. The voices stopped, but no one answered. He opened the door just as Amanda stepped into the hallway from a room down the hallway. A man appeared behind her looking to see who'd come into the house. 'Oh, there you are she said loudly, you're home early as she approached Damien and latched onto his arm. Though she was smiling, there was an edge of terror in her voice. She reached up and gave Damien a hug and a peck on the cheek. Then turned towards the approaching men. 'They just delivered the washer-Dryer I told you about. 'They were just leaving she said with a smile,' Damien kept his face neutral but watchful, as they passed she reached out and handed them a ten dollar 'tip', which they accepted, nodded to Amanda and gave a slight smile to Damien. "Thank you gentlemen, she said, as they disappeared out the door. She walked to the door and shut it. As she leaned against the door Damien walked to the bay window and watched as they pulled away.
"You okay, he asked, as she remained with her head against the door? 'She nodded yes, but he watched as her shoulders began to shake." Damien placed his folder onto the coffee table and walked to where she was standing. She was crying and he placed his hands on her arms. He'd seen his mother cry like this and he'd tried to comfort her as well at times. Without thinking he turned Ms Rossi and pulled her to him, he was mildly surprised when she basically snuggled deeper into his embrace He was about to pull away from her but she held on tighter, then out of nowhere she reached up and pulled his head down and kissed him. Not some k**s peck on the cheek, it was a full blown lip lock and he felt her tongue slip into his mouth and begin to wrestle with his. At first confused, Damien returned her kiss, until she broke it. She looked at him for moments and again initiated a kiss. He'd never been this far before, he decided to follow down the path as far as he could.
He felt her step back slightly and begin to pull his shirt from his pants, she kept her eyes lowered and when she freed it she pulled it up over his head. She smiled as she stepped back in and latched onto his left breast; he felt her tongue gently grazing over his nipple felt her lips as she sucked onto it. Damien let his imagination loose, all the things he'd thought of, all the things he'd hoped for. He gripped her blouse from behind and freed it from her skirt, he pulled it up over Amanda's head she lifting first one hand then the other to allow it to be set free. Vaguely she felt the cool air and thought that she only had her bra between she and her student. She didn't stop, with one hand she worked his shorts down shoving her hand down and taking ahold of his very large and very turgid member, she stroked once then again and bent as she pushed his shorts all the way to the floor. It rubbed briefly across her face
she glanced at it as he reached down and lifted her into his arms. She was amazed at his strength as he carried her like a paperweight down the hall to her bedroom smiling at her as they went. He placed her gently onto the bed, reached up and peeled her skirt off. It was her who peeled off her panties and tossed them onto the floor she turned him laying him beside her and and slid atop of him.
Looking down at him, her legs on either side he somehow seemed larger. Astride him legs to either side his member felt like a snake trapped between them. She closed her eyes and rocked over it, feeling it's hardness knowing that he was close, she began sliding up his body. She leaned down and kissed him, noting his hard young muscles, feeling her own wetness as she slid forward. Kisses, and more kisses, occasionally he would sit up and take his kisses on the lips. But his body, she wanted his body, even if it was wrong, she wanted it, she would have it.
He wanted her, wanted what she was offering. He could feel her wetness as she inched her way up his body, see the want in her eyes. He massaged her body from her sides to her shoulders, squeezing, rubbing, sitting up and kissing her, she looked like a totally different woman, from the one who droned on from the front of the room everyday in class. Her knees were above his ears, he leaned from side to side kissing those silken thighs of hers. She was leaning on the headboard to the bed looking down at him, slowly she raised her hips and lowered herself down onto his face. She remembered what he'd written, wondered if he could, if he would. She wasn't disappointed. HIs tongue licked and flicked gently at first, then quickly and insistently into and around her pleasure box. Though she hoped for it, dreamed of it she was still surprised when his lips latched onto it and he applied suction.
"oh. .oooohhh, ooohhh, oooooooohhh," she moaned and she felt as if struck by a bolt of electricity. Her hips, lurched, her head bounced backwards and forwards, and it felt as if she was peeing. But she couldn't stop. Surprised at first Damien maintained his pressure on the "little man." He drank her elixir, at least what hadn't gone down the side of his face and he returned to kissing her thighs as she backed back and down his body. She grabbed the side of his head kissing and lapping up the wetness she had drenched him in. Lavish kisses and licks as she worked her way down his body. She was kissing and licking his dick and he pulled her away, turning her onto her back he rose up between her legs he crawled up until his phallus lay against her stomach. She looked down watching in rapt anticipation she raised her knees and opened herself, he hesitated, eased forward, swished his bulbous head just to the entrance she tried to raise her hips then looked into his eyes. 'Please, she pleaded, please, take me.
He entered her slowly. No where, and nothing prepared him for the wet, and silky warmth he encountered. He could feel her well lubricated walls take him in. Even wet she was tightly wrapped around his manhood. He placed his hands on her raised feet and rocked back and forth. Each forward movement opened up just a little more. Amanda, who'd been holding her breath let it out and began rocking her hips, reaching for and wanting more of this manc***d deeper inside of her. It had been a while, a great while since she'd welcomed a man into her life. This one, forbidden by circumstance was in, and changing her world.
Damien leaned forward, moving to a pushup position, began the dance, moving gently at first, Amanda reaching up and raising her hips forcing more and more of her partner deep into he well of passion. Before long the pat, pat, pat of flesh on flesh as their middles bounced hip to hip. Amanda closed her eyes, and tried to pull him down on her. He remained over her smiling as he moved his hips in circles causing his member to touch places no other lover of hers had touched before. Oh, ohh, oh, she moaned working as hard as he trying to feel more of him, trying to let teir feeling merge as never before. Please, please she uttered thru clenched teeth. She felt it, again, slowly building, slowly rising, she buried her face into his neck, clutching him tightly, sucking air in and holding on until she had to let it out. Oooooooohhhhh, Ooooooohhh, looooorrrdd, she gulped air, her hips bucking and heaving beneath her lover her legs firmly wrapped around his waist. She finally lay back, smiling up into her lovers eyes, slowly her body went slack and she slipped into the arms of slumber. Damien looked at her smiling, he was satisfied, he nodded to himself, rose from the bed and gathered his clothes and eased his way out of the door. He did stop and look back watching Amanda Rossi as she slept. He whistled as he walked home, it was a good night.
Please have a seat she said wanting to not feel overwhelmed by his height. Being only 5", 4' she rankled at the students that seemed to tower over her. As the student settled into the adjacent seat she reached into the bottom drawer and pulled out a folder and dropped it onto the desktop. "You want to explain this to me, and why you thought it was okay to present it for your Literary assignment?"
She watched as he recognized what she'd tossed onto the desk, his brown skin darkened and she realized he was blushing with embarrassment. He stared at the folder absolutely terror struck. Mm-m-ms Rossi, he said, I"m sorry that's the wrong folder, he stammered, that was supposed to go elsewhere. I didn't mean to turn it in here." Oh she replied, where did you mean to turn it in. HIs eyes kept going from her to the folder and back again. I was submitting it to this place that kind'a publishes. . .those kind of stories he said haltingly. I have my assignment probably in my locker downstairs. Really, she responded does your mother know about this?" He blinked, at her No ma'am, he responded. 'What would she do if she knew?' The boy sat back with his eyes closed, shook his head. 'Well, he said quietly, first she'd beat me like a drum, call me everything but a c***d of God, then throw me out of the house like last week's garbage." He sat quietly, his eyes closed, looking as if he was going to cry. He took a deep breath and looked at her. "Ma'am, if it's not in my locker it's on my desk at home. I'm begging you, can I run and get it and bring it back? I really need this grade and it's not really due until Monday. Amanda sat back in her chair looking up at the clock along the wall. Sorry Damion I'm afraid I have to leave, I'm expecting a delivery and have to be at home. 'I can bring it to your house, he said, you don't live far from me I can be there by 5 o'clock."
She let him stew for a moment then nodded, okay Damien, but at 5-0-1, bets off and I mail this to your house with a note, she said holding up the folder. Damien nodded looking as desperate as a cat on a hot tin roof. 'Thank you ma'am he said as he jumped up and bolted out of the room. She laughed to herself grabbed her keys and headed home. Damien literally ran from the school grounds all the way home. He gathered the proper folder from his room left a note for his mother and headed out for Miss Rossi's house.
Taking a "shortcut" he went over the hills and thru the woods and came out close to her house. He saw a truck sitting outside her house checked his watch and it was close so he ran all the way. He was slightly out of breath when he arrived onto the porch he could hear 'voices' inside and he knocked on the door. The voices stopped, but no one answered. He opened the door just as Amanda stepped into the hallway from a room down the hallway. A man appeared behind her looking to see who'd come into the house. 'Oh, there you are she said loudly, you're home early as she approached Damien and latched onto his arm. Though she was smiling, there was an edge of terror in her voice. She reached up and gave Damien a hug and a peck on the cheek. Then turned towards the approaching men. 'They just delivered the washer-Dryer I told you about. 'They were just leaving she said with a smile,' Damien kept his face neutral but watchful, as they passed she reached out and handed them a ten dollar 'tip', which they accepted, nodded to Amanda and gave a slight smile to Damien. "Thank you gentlemen, she said, as they disappeared out the door. She walked to the door and shut it. As she leaned against the door Damien walked to the bay window and watched as they pulled away.
"You okay, he asked, as she remained with her head against the door? 'She nodded yes, but he watched as her shoulders began to shake." Damien placed his folder onto the coffee table and walked to where she was standing. She was crying and he placed his hands on her arms. He'd seen his mother cry like this and he'd tried to comfort her as well at times. Without thinking he turned Ms Rossi and pulled her to him, he was mildly surprised when she basically snuggled deeper into his embrace He was about to pull away from her but she held on tighter, then out of nowhere she reached up and pulled his head down and kissed him. Not some k**s peck on the cheek, it was a full blown lip lock and he felt her tongue slip into his mouth and begin to wrestle with his. At first confused, Damien returned her kiss, until she broke it. She looked at him for moments and again initiated a kiss. He'd never been this far before, he decided to follow down the path as far as he could.
He felt her step back slightly and begin to pull his shirt from his pants, she kept her eyes lowered and when she freed it she pulled it up over his head. She smiled as she stepped back in and latched onto his left breast; he felt her tongue gently grazing over his nipple felt her lips as she sucked onto it. Damien let his imagination loose, all the things he'd thought of, all the things he'd hoped for. He gripped her blouse from behind and freed it from her skirt, he pulled it up over Amanda's head she lifting first one hand then the other to allow it to be set free. Vaguely she felt the cool air and thought that she only had her bra between she and her student. She didn't stop, with one hand she worked his shorts down shoving her hand down and taking ahold of his very large and very turgid member, she stroked once then again and bent as she pushed his shorts all the way to the floor. It rubbed briefly across her face
she glanced at it as he reached down and lifted her into his arms. She was amazed at his strength as he carried her like a paperweight down the hall to her bedroom smiling at her as they went. He placed her gently onto the bed, reached up and peeled her skirt off. It was her who peeled off her panties and tossed them onto the floor she turned him laying him beside her and and slid atop of him.
Looking down at him, her legs on either side he somehow seemed larger. Astride him legs to either side his member felt like a snake trapped between them. She closed her eyes and rocked over it, feeling it's hardness knowing that he was close, she began sliding up his body. She leaned down and kissed him, noting his hard young muscles, feeling her own wetness as she slid forward. Kisses, and more kisses, occasionally he would sit up and take his kisses on the lips. But his body, she wanted his body, even if it was wrong, she wanted it, she would have it.
He wanted her, wanted what she was offering. He could feel her wetness as she inched her way up his body, see the want in her eyes. He massaged her body from her sides to her shoulders, squeezing, rubbing, sitting up and kissing her, she looked like a totally different woman, from the one who droned on from the front of the room everyday in class. Her knees were above his ears, he leaned from side to side kissing those silken thighs of hers. She was leaning on the headboard to the bed looking down at him, slowly she raised her hips and lowered herself down onto his face. She remembered what he'd written, wondered if he could, if he would. She wasn't disappointed. HIs tongue licked and flicked gently at first, then quickly and insistently into and around her pleasure box. Though she hoped for it, dreamed of it she was still surprised when his lips latched onto it and he applied suction.
"oh. .oooohhh, ooohhh, oooooooohhh," she moaned and she felt as if struck by a bolt of electricity. Her hips, lurched, her head bounced backwards and forwards, and it felt as if she was peeing. But she couldn't stop. Surprised at first Damien maintained his pressure on the "little man." He drank her elixir, at least what hadn't gone down the side of his face and he returned to kissing her thighs as she backed back and down his body. She grabbed the side of his head kissing and lapping up the wetness she had drenched him in. Lavish kisses and licks as she worked her way down his body. She was kissing and licking his dick and he pulled her away, turning her onto her back he rose up between her legs he crawled up until his phallus lay against her stomach. She looked down watching in rapt anticipation she raised her knees and opened herself, he hesitated, eased forward, swished his bulbous head just to the entrance she tried to raise her hips then looked into his eyes. 'Please, she pleaded, please, take me.
He entered her slowly. No where, and nothing prepared him for the wet, and silky warmth he encountered. He could feel her well lubricated walls take him in. Even wet she was tightly wrapped around his manhood. He placed his hands on her raised feet and rocked back and forth. Each forward movement opened up just a little more. Amanda, who'd been holding her breath let it out and began rocking her hips, reaching for and wanting more of this manc***d deeper inside of her. It had been a while, a great while since she'd welcomed a man into her life. This one, forbidden by circumstance was in, and changing her world.
Damien leaned forward, moving to a pushup position, began the dance, moving gently at first, Amanda reaching up and raising her hips forcing more and more of her partner deep into he well of passion. Before long the pat, pat, pat of flesh on flesh as their middles bounced hip to hip. Amanda closed her eyes, and tried to pull him down on her. He remained over her smiling as he moved his hips in circles causing his member to touch places no other lover of hers had touched before. Oh, ohh, oh, she moaned working as hard as he trying to feel more of him, trying to let teir feeling merge as never before. Please, please she uttered thru clenched teeth. She felt it, again, slowly building, slowly rising, she buried her face into his neck, clutching him tightly, sucking air in and holding on until she had to let it out. Oooooooohhhhh, Ooooooohhh, looooorrrdd, she gulped air, her hips bucking and heaving beneath her lover her legs firmly wrapped around his waist. She finally lay back, smiling up into her lovers eyes, slowly her body went slack and she slipped into the arms of slumber. Damien looked at her smiling, he was satisfied, he nodded to himself, rose from the bed and gathered his clothes and eased his way out of the door. He did stop and look back watching Amanda Rossi as she slept. He whistled as he walked home, it was a good night.
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