Tutoring Leads to More

Over the next school year I continued to tutor her son. We were definitely close, but never had an opportunity to meet as we did for our last intimate session. You could tell there was sexual tension and we both wanted it, but without an opportunity we couldn't do much about it. We would text casually with each other, being a little flirty, but she wasn't really into that very much. As the school year came to a close and her son graduated, we lost touch with each other and I had to chalk this up to a missed opportunity.

It was about 2 years later I ran into her again at a restaurant bar of all places. She was having dinner with a friend and I was picking up a carryout order. We embraced each other warmly as was our custom with a slight peck on the cheek to go with the long big hug. And just like that the urges were there, you could tell the chemistry had never really gone away more had laid dormant without any outlet. We broke apart from our hug reluctantly, but as we were in a public place with her friend right next to us, it was all we could do.

We talked for a few minutes, catching up on things. I found out she had moved and decided to stay in state rather than relocate. Her son was a sophomore in college and doing well. She was single again after dating someone for a year or so. We parted ways vowing to reach out by text soon to stay in touch. I took this as a good sign and left after I gave her another bone crushing hug. A peck on the cheek from each of us followed the hug and I left hesitantly.

I waited a few days as I didn't want to seem too eager, damn I felt like I was in school again, and texted her. I made sure to text her after working hours so I could actually get her undivided attention. I mentioned how good it was to accidentally run into her the other day and how much I had missed her. To my surprise and delight I got a response within a minute, almost as if she was waiting for my text. She replied back how much she had missed me too and loved bumping into me.

We chatted by text for a few minutes but I wasn't too confident anything would happen knowing she didn't like to have full conversations by text. She broke the ice asking what I was doing for lunch the following day. Thankfully I was working from home and had the flexibility to break away for lunch. Truth be told I would have rearranged my entire schedule to meet for lunch. We agreed to meet at a local deli for soup and sandwiches. Needless to say I was very excited and got the impression that she was too.

The next day I showed up a little early for lunch and to my surprise she was already there. It seems we were both a bit excited to see each other again. We greeted each other in our usual way, although we got to extend the hug longer this time than in front of her friend. Reluctantly we pulled away and ordered our food. Sitting down and waiting for the food to be prepared we caught up on things. Turns out she broke up with her boyfriend as she wasn't willing to settle for anything and there were things that just weren't right. She didn't go into any details though, and I didn't press her. I explained things had remained unchanged at home, we were still together, although more like roommates than husband and wife.

We talked about anything and everything over lunch including her son now in college. She mentioned that he was doing well in most of his classes and enjoying being away from home. She did seem to enjoy having an empty house though.

My mind began to wander thinking about an empty house with her in it. The opportunities that it could lead to. I think some of what I was thinking must have shown on my face as she got a sly look on her face. I couldn't help myself and blushed a bit, knowing I had been caught dreaming. We spent the next hour chatting about everything, from work and family to current events.

We ended the meal and I walked her to her car, still chatting. When we reached her car, we embraced again, my hands squeezing her against me. She reciprocated this, squeezing me as well. As we broke apart I let my hand drift down, I let it rest on her ass for just a moment and gave it a little squeeze. She smirked at me and leaned in for a quick kiss, our first in what felt like ages. Her lips seemed to be both soft and firm at the same time. Softly yielding to mine, but firm in their need as well. They parted as we kissed, just enough for her tongue to graze my lips sending a bolt of electricity through my body.

I responded, as she knew I would, pulling her closer again, my hand still on her ass, squeezing it, the other wrapped around her back. My lips parted as well, letting my tongue dart out, touching hers, sliding it against hers. She gasped into my mouth and I could feel her need rise, but unfortunately there was nothing we could do about it in the middle of the day in a parking lot. We broke apart reluctantly, both of us breathing rather heavily. We parted ways for the day, knowing that there would have to be another time. We both wanted it too much for there to not be another private meeting.

We settled into a routine after that, typically talking a few times a day by text. After a couple of weeks of this she asked if I was available to tutor her son again. He was taking Calculus in college but would be home for a long weekend and wanted to know if I could meet with him on Monday evening. Her son was a good kid and I jumped at the opportunity to see him and be near her.

I arrived at her house on Monday evening as discussed and realized, what I should have guessed from the beginning, that her son was nowhere to be seen, and in fact had not been home that weekend at all. I had to laugh to myself that this was probably the only way we could get any alone time. As I walked up to the door it opened before me. I half expected it to, so it wasn't much of a surprise. Behind her screen door I could see her silhouetted in a robe behind the door as if I had interrupted her just before getting in the shower.

I pulled open the screen door, and stepped over the threshold into her house. As I entered, she closed the door behind me, sealing us inside, away from any prying eyes of her neighbors. As my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting I took in her beauty. I could tell she had put in some effort into her appearance. Her face was done up very nicely, elegant without appearing slutty at all. Her lips looked utterly luscious as I looked at her. Her robe was an elegant silky material. She had it pulled tight and tied, accentuating her breasts, not that they needed the help. Her large breasts pushed against the fabric of her robe and her erect nipples could be seen tenting the fabric. I followed her robe down, noticing how it extended only a few inches below her ass. She saw me appreciating her rob and smirked at me.

"Like what you see?" she asked in a very alluring tone.

In answer, I pulled her to me and pressed my lips against hers. She sighed into my mouth as I kissed her. This kiss didn't even start very innocently, it seemed to go from 0 to 60 in no time at all. As I kissed her I pulled her in close, feeling her body against mine. I pulled her closer still, squishing her and I together. I could almost feel her hard nipples pushing against me as we kissed deeply. Neither of our hands could remain still. They seemed to have a mind of their own, roving each other's back, moving into each other's hair, down to each other's asses. The feel of her silk robe on my hands excited me even more as my hands slid over it.

She eventually broke the kiss and took my hand, leading me to her bedroom. Walking into her bedroom I found a nice big king size bed with satin sheets, as if she was waiting for me, which of course she had been. I stopped her before she could climb up on the bed and untied her robe, exposing her completely naked body underneath. Her large tits were everything I remembered, with hard nipples just waiting to be sucked. Following her body down I found her freshly trimmed pussy. She had obviously been desiring this as much as I had, possibly even more I had to admit as she was the one who invited me over and set up the imaginary tutoring session.

When she was fully revealed I helped her up onto the bed and laid her back. I quickly got naked myself as she watched, a look of need on her face. As I finished I crawled up directly between her legs. She parted her legs, accepting me and bent her knees up on either side of me. She put her arms up and around my neck pulling me into another deep kiss as my hard cock rested on her. Our tongues flirted with each other, dancing in and out, licking each other's lips and diving back in again.

I reluctantly broke the kiss and started to work my way down her body. I kissed a trail down from her mouth to her left nipple, drawing it into my mouth, sucking on it and nibbling, trying to make it even harder. As I sucked on her nipple I felt her hand grab the back of my head. I dislodged myself and grabbed both hands of hers in my right hand, moving them up above her head. I held them there for a moment while I kissed her again. After a moment I moved my lips back down to her breasts, this time focussing on her right nipple. I nibbled and sucked on it until it was as hard as the left. As I started to move down her body further I saw her start to bring her hands down and stopped her softly, giving her a look and shaking my head.

I headed down to my destination again. My hand reached first, landing on her inner thighs, pulling them further apart, and pushing them up. By the time my lips reached her pussy her knees were up, leg spread and pussy glistening wet, waiting for my attention. I gently blew on her exposed pussy, making her shudder with anticipation. I wanted to tease her more, but in doing so, I was also teasing myself. I was already hard as a rock, I didn't need to tease myself anymore so I leaned in and swirled my tongue around her exposed clit. I heard her suck in a breath with this and knew how turned on she must be.

I waited for a moment and slowly pushed a single finger into her wet pussy. She was so wet my finger slid in without any restriction. She groaned with pleasure and looking up I could see her eyes were closed, her mouth in an open O. I slowly slid my finger in and out of her, it glided in and out, feeling the velvety surface slide against my finger. Her body started to respond more, her hips were undulating as my finger slid in and out of her.

I continued like this for a few minutes, allowing her to reach a plateau in her arousal. I could tell she reached this when she seemed to get a little bored with this and was whimpering for more. At this point I pushed a second finger into her, stretching her pussy more around my other finger as I started to slide both fingers in and out of her now. She tipped her head back some more now and started to breathe a bit heavier. I decided to escalate things a bit and took my free hand and started to rub her clit with my thumb. I wasn't rubbing it hard, more letting the movement of me fucking her with my fingers rub my thumb on her clit. She started to respond more and more to my fingers. Her eyes were still closed, her head back, mouth open moaning with pleasure.

I made sure to keep changing my rhythm to keep her guessing what was coming next. After a few minutes of this I started to rub her clit harder with my thumb while I continued to fuck her with my fingers. I pushed hard enough against her clit for her to feel it more, but light enough that my thumb could slide against it. I was rubbing her vigorously, moving my thumb rapidly against her. After a minute of this I leaned down and replaced my thumb with my tongue, flicking it repeatedly against her clit. I swirled it around it as well, making sure my tongue was very wet, and alternating flicking her clit.

I didn't wait long before I drew her clit into my mouth, sucking on it softly and nibbled slightly on it. With my fingers buried deep in her pussy I could feel her pussy immediately tighten around my fingers, seemingly squeezing them as my mouth still sucked on her clit. I continued to push my fingers in and out of her