I'm just a bunch of bones now. Thank goodness, my breasts are still big. Oh, what's the difference? Lance doesn't care.
The animal lapped at her nipples.
She waited wearily for the familiar thrill as he sucked and chewed. It seemed to take longer and longer each time. Laura shut her eyes and tried to think about Bert's cock and how it felt when Bert sucked on her boobs. The dog's panting noises distracted her.
His musky odor still excited Laura, and she loved the animal dearly. But things just weren't the same when they fucked now.
What a pity.
The stimulation of the sucking at her tit was beginning to work. Her nipple tingled and she ached even more in her cunt.
I want Bert.
She wept as she kneeled and opened her legs wide.
She bent her head down and lifted her butt in the air. The dog moved to her cunt quickly, and he was panting breathlessly in his lust. Lance tried to mount her, but she moved his paws down and guided his head to her hole. She felt his tongue there.
"Lick me, darling. Lick me there."
He licked, lapping up her cunt juice hungrily. Lance made little growling noises. Then, when he tried to mount her again, Laura pushed him away and moved him down on his back so that she could get at his cock and balls.
The red swollen prick was ready. It stood up proudly from the hair. Laura was beginning to feel a little aroused. She shut her eyes, thought about Bert's cock, and began to lick and suck the large prick.
The excited dog began to fuck her mouth.
He's ready. Oh God! This is good! Oh! Oh!
Laura cramped and convulsed with a small orgasm. She wept with relief, grateful that she had made it. It didn't always happen. Sometimes there was nothing. A strong odor filled her nostrils.
Oh, my God! He's coming!
The dog stiffened and let go, his warm jizz erupting in her waiting mouth. She drank it down greedily and licked for more. "Mmmmmmm. Oh, it tastes so good!"
While she licked, the diminishing cock was pulled from her mouth, and the grunting dog ran off to rest.
Laura sighed and put two fingers up her snatch, groping and rubbing, trying to come again. The sticky hole was full of warm goo, and although she rubbed her legs together and thought of Bert, she couldn't make it again. Her cunt still ached, and she thrashed from side to side, pushing the unsuccessful fingers higher and higher up her hole, with no results.
Aching and disappointed, Laura lay on the rug, trying to relax with a drink. The telephone rang.
"This is John Anderson, Miss Bellini." That disapproving voice identified him. She didn't need his name.
"Oh, hello, Mr. Anderson." She waited for the trouble.
"I'm afraid that I'll have to get a permanent substitute to finish out this month for you, Miss Bellini. There's no use in going on like this."
"Oh, please, Mr. Anderson. Give me one more chance. My doctor was very encouraging today. I just came from his office."
He didn't believe her. "Well, I'm glad to hear that. But we really are not being fair to your pupils, my dear."
"Please. Give me another chance," she wept. It was really happening to her. Laura didn't dare ask him about the contract for next year that she hadn't received.
"Okay, if you'll be here tomorrow for sure."
"I promise. And every day after that, if I have to crawl there."
"Okay," he sighed and hung up.
Laura panicked. A drink in her hand, she phoned the hairdresser and got an immediate appointment.
Her hair done and looking a bit better, Laura stopped in for a hamburger on her way home.
I have to straighten out. I'm going to be fired!
As Laura set her alarm for a very early time, she resolved to clean up her classroom, put work on the board and get back on the ball.
She had only one drink before she went to bed. Then she tossed and turned for hours, and her pussy dripped and yearned for Bert.
Chapter 9
Little Boys It was good to be back in the classroom again, and to have her mind on her work. Laura was almost proud of herself as the children filed in and greeted her. The room had been a shambles when she had walked in earlier. Now it was fresh and neat, and an interesting lesson was ready for the children on the board. She tried to forget the fact that the room's neglect was her own fault.
As the children took their seats, Laura had an acute sense of loss at seeing them.
Is this what I've given up? A lifetime career gone.
She knew she wouldn't be hired again for next year, no matter how good her attendance would be until the end of the school year. She would have gladly given up the job permanently to get Bert back. Laura signed.
I can't have him. Forget him.
She was terrified of weakening and calling him to come back. Her mind went back to her job.
Well, maybe I'll get hired somewhere else for next year, if I can just stop this stupid drinking.
Laura and the class had a good morning up till recess time, and she kept her mind off Bert until then. When the children were outside and she was alone, her sense of loss came back to her, and she sat at her desk, desolate again. She needed a drink. Laura tried to shake it off, and she began to fill in some work in her badly neglected plan book.
A child wandered in from the playground. It was Bobby Ransen, a smart eleven-year-old from her class. He had a small cut on his finger, and he was trying not to cry.
"The nurse isn't in her office. What'll I do?" He shoved the dirty finger near her face.
Laura could barely see the cut because of all the grime. "Come on. I'll fix it," she said, smiling at him. They walked to the nurse's office.
After Laura washed his hands and put an antiseptic on the cut, she placed a Band-Aid on his hurt finger.
The boy stood very close to her, and Laura felt a tingling sensation in her tits and her cunt as she held his hand and put on the Band-Aid. She was startled by the intensity of her excitement, and she hated to let his hand go.
It was a frightening feeling to suddenly lust for a little child, and Laura was so upset that she almost forgot he was there. Horrible thoughts came to her mind.
I'm a sex pervert! I've read about them! No! I don't believe it! It couldn't have happened!
The boy was snooping in the nurse's cabinets, waiting for her. She jumped as she returned to reality.
"Recess is over. We'd better get back to the room."
They walked quickly back to the classroom, where a rowdy roomful of children were enjoying her absence.
I can sure tell that a sub's been here. The discipline's really gone to hell, even worse than last week. They would never have been this wild before I started missing school.
Laura was disgusted with the results of her absences, and frightened at her experience with Bobby in the nurse's office.
I hope he didn't notice that I acted any different. That's all I need-more trouble. I don't believe it! I must have imagined it. I'm going to have to find out for sure. That's the only way I can stop worrying about it.
Laura sternly called the class to order, but she was so shaken up that she couldn't remember what she had planned for the rest of the morning. With relief, she read in her plan book that they were going to watch a science program on television.
Good. I can't concentrate on teaching right now. I can't believe that I really felt that way. I'll have to prove it to myself, or I won't sleep a wink tonight.
"Bobby, would you please come up here for a moment?"
He sauntered up to her desk. "How does your finger feel?" she asked. She didn't know how to arrange this.
"Okay."
Smart boy, but no manners.
He wasn't close enough to her to make the test.
"Uh… Bobby, will you please stay after school for about five minutes? I want to check your social studies report."
"Okay. But I can't stay real long 'cause I got baseball practice."
"Oh. It won't be for long. Don't forget now."