3 – Teacher Too!
As always, this is a work of fiction and the characters are imaginary, existing only within the confines of the story and my imagination. It is intended for the enjoyment of my audience and should not be copied or distributed, in whole or in part, without the author's permission. A special thank you to my proofreader for his patient work.
Revelation
My girlfriend Jackie and I had just spent our morning in her bed once more, this time overcoming Jackie's anal virginity. Her response was what I had now come to expect from her, as she was extremely passionate and open to any sexual exploration we might make together. Now, as we cleaned up from our coupling in the bathroom, I felt it was time to tell Jackie about her mother.
Her mother Margaret was my high school drama teacher, and my favorite teacher, in the years before I joined the Navy and went off to war. When I returned, I met with Margaret, got involved in her latest production, and Jackie and I "happened." What Jackie did not seem to know was that every time we made love in her room recently, her mother had been watching us through the door or the window. Jackie's room was a former three-season porch on the back of the house and there was a normally curtained window from the kitchen that overlooked her bed.
As we shared the bathroom to clean up, I looked at her. "About your mother," I started.
"What about my mother?" she said as she wiped the remainder of our sexual juices from her nether regions with a wash cloth.
"She's been watching us...including just now," I told her. That stopped her cleaning. She moved closer.
"How do you know?" she whispered to me. I explained how I suspected she had been watching the first few times we had coupled in her room and how I rearranged the stuff on her shelves to reflect the window so I could confirm my suspicions. I told her especially about how I suspected she was playing with herself as I was pounding her ass this morning. Jackie's response did not seem angry or scared, but just interested, or maybe even excited.
"Why do you think she was watching us?" she asked.
"I don't know," I said thoughtfully. "Maybe she is just watching out for you...or maybe she finds it exciting to watch us." I smiled at that.
"I feel sorry for her," she meditated, looking in the direction of her mother's room. "She has only dated once or twice since Dad's accident. It's been long enough. And she's a good looking, sexy woman who I'm sure has needs."
"You think she's sexy?" I asked, baiting her a bit.
"Why not? You do!" I tried to deny it but she had me on that one. "I remember how you used to look at my mom when you were her student. You had a mad crush on her. And even now I've seen you checking her out."
"Does it make you jealous?" I posed cautiously. She shook her head at me.
"No...because I think she's sexy too." Jackie was looking towards me now but her eyes were unfocused, as if seeing her mother in front of her. "I mean, she has a good figure and everything, but I think it's really the way she moves. That sensuous way she glides across the room...her strong legs and tiny feet. She's special." I stared at her in amazement. Was Jackie turned on by her own mother?
"I went to a Catholic, all-girls high school and am now at a Catholic women's college. Don't you think I know a sexy woman when I see one?" I was about to ask if she sampled any of those sexy females but she beat me to it. "Yes," was all she said but the smile told me everything. I wanted to ask more but she moved closed and reached down to grab my cock. "Some other time I'll tell you about it," she whispered with a smile. Then she squeezed my penis, kissed me, and left the bathroom.
Later, we sat in the kitchen as Margaret finished making breakfast for all of us. It was interesting how Jackie and I both watched her move around now, looking for hints of her body shape as she moved in her loose fitting clothes, enjoying how gracefully she moved, and wondering what she was thinking about. She seemed so proper and in control all the time, but now we knew there was more to her. Jackie did not seem to want to discuss it yet and, even though it was Saturday, I had a four hour session with the Sheriff's dive team after lunch so I was not going to be able to push her on that until much later.
Bait
I had come home from working with the dive team and taken a brief nap as it had been quite hot on the water today. Jackie and I made dinner tonight and gave Margaret the joy of being taken care of for this meal. It was a bit strange how easily I had just slipped into the routine of the household, but I still maintained my separate apartment for now, trying to figure out what that next step really was.
After dinner and clean up, we all watched television for a while but Jackie decided it was time to go to the bedroom rather early and I was certainly not going to argue. Taking my hand, she led me into her bedroom and over to the bed. Facing her, I held her by the shoulders and kissed her deeply, feeling her lips against mine, tasting her with my tongue as it probed deeply into her mouth. Our tongues were entwined in a deep, passionate kiss. With our lips still locked, I pulled her blouse out from her pants, then unbuttoned it, letting it hang open. My hands reached up and unfastened her bra. Her full breasts popped out as she lowered her arms and let the blouse and bra fall to our feet. My hands moved to those wonderfully large tits, hefting the weight in my hands and squeezing the fleshy sacs.
My fingers traveled down to the waistband of her jeans, something that frequently stymied me when I tried to unbutton them. Knowing the battle these pants sometimes caused me, Jackie stopped me and pulled back to get her hands between us. She deftly released the button unzipped the pants, allowing me to slide them down her body, where I held them as she stepped out of the bunched up clothes at her feet. While I was down there, I nuzzled my face into her auburn bush and made an exploratory lick at her pussy. Jackie gasped and grabbed my head, thrusting her hips against my face. I pushed forward and licked what I could get at, savoring that now familiar nectar and inhaling her feminine aroma.
After just a few moments she pulled back, stopping me. Grabbing my face she pulled my head up to hers. Her mouth attacked mine, hungry for a taste of her own arousal. She kissed me deep, moaning in passion and pressing her skin against my still-clothed body. When she finally released me, she stepped around me and crawled up onto her bed where she lay on her left side, one leg bent to present her ass and pussy to me. I quickly threw my clothes off and climbed onto the bed behind her. As I crawled up to straddle her lower leg, I registered that Jackie had shifted some of the items on her shelves again. This coupling was not just for us, but also for Margaret to watch and Jackie wanted to see her mother watching. The position Jackie had taken allowed Margaret a good view of our joining and allowed an excellent view for Jackie to watch her mom...watching us.
