Marta's tits jiggled as she walked. They looked like two quivering melons under her thin T-shirt. They weaved heavily and rippled provocatively. Larry would have laid ten-to-one odds that she wasn't wearing a bra. He wondered for a second whether they even made bras that size.
Once Larry had started watching her, he found that he couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He tried desperately to remember the information that was in the school paper about the new teachers. He couldn't seem to remember much, though, at least nothing that told him what he wanted to know.
"DO you want us to run through it once, Mrs. Stevens?" one of the girls asked. Marta nodded agreement.
"Just take it from the top and go through the whole thing," she instructed. "I'll sit out here and see how it looks."
Larry smiled and then hastily waved at her as she jumped lightly off the apron of the stage and moved toward him. That was exactly what he had wanted to know. The Mrs. meant that she was either married or had been married. He wondered if there was a husband at home every night to kiss and fondle those lovely tits.
"Hello. It's Larry, isn't it?" she asked in a low sexy voice. "I guess I've never really gotten a chance to know you at the faculty meetings. I'm glad to be working with you."
Larry murmured a polite reply. He was glad, too, more glad than he should have been for a happily married man. He hoped the play rehearsals would last a long time. He surely wouldn't bitch if they ran late this year.
Marta seemed to read his mind. She gave him a quick smile. "I hope your wife doesn't mind if these rehearsals run late," she whispered. "From the looks of this group we're going to have a long, hard job ahead of us."
Larry leaned over to answer. He smelled the light, pleasant scent of her perfume. Her hair tickled his mouth as he whispered in her ear.
"She won't mind," he said assuredly. "How about your husband?"
Marta laughed softly. "That's the reason I'm so glad I got this job," she confided. "Todd spends a lot of time out of town and it keeps me from being lonely while he's gone." Then she turned her attention back to the stage.
Larry grinned in the darkness. What a perfect set-up! Her husband spent a lot of time out of town. It was a sheer stroke of luck he'd signed up for assistant director again this year.
Larry tried to pay attention to the kids stumbling through their badly memorized lines. His mind turned to things much more exciting than the school play. It would be entirely natural for him to get together with the director concerning the play. Perhaps one night after practice, he could join her for a dunk. Then they could discuss more than the play.
Larry forced his concentration back to the stage. It was going to be rough talking about the play, if he didn't even know what it was about. He couldn't concentrate for long though, especially when one of those luscious tits of hers brushed against his arm. He moved his leg closer to hers, pressing up against her thigh. He wondered if she'd move away.
Maria felt his leg pressing against hers and she hid her smile. He was certainly attractive. She wondered if his leg was in that rather intimate position by accident or if he'd pressed against her purposefully. She didn't really care. It felt good, regardless. She could feel her heart start to beat a little faster and a warm glow spread over her body, centering right in the middle of her creaming pussy. She shifted positions slightly, making sure that her leg made an even tighter contact with his. This was fun. She really didn't care if the kids fluffed all their lines or not. She was content to sit in the darkness with Larry's leg pressed up against hers.
When rehearsal was over she had said goodnight. It was too early to suggest a conference about the play. Later though. Her eye met his in a clear invitation as they walked out to the parking lot. Both of them knew that it was only a matter of lime before they would know each other a lot better.
Larry had driven home with an aching hard-on. He saw visions of her lush tits quivering before his eyes. By the time he turned into his driveway he was ready to fuck anything that moved.
Larry loved his wife, but that didn't stop him from dreaming about fucking other women. He hadn't been unfaithful to her yet, but he was thinking about it a lot more than he had before. Jill was a perfect wife and he adored her, but it might be nice to make it with someone a little more exciting… someone who knew their way around in bed. He bet that Marta did.
Larry turned his thoughts back to Jill. She was hot and horny in his arms. It had been along time since she'd been turned on this much. He was glad that she found their sex life satisfying. He just wished that he did.
Jill grasped Larry's hard cock and pumped it up and down. She was thinking about one of the pictures is the book and it was making her very horny. She thrust out her tits and nabbed them against his hands. Then she sighed as his fingers caressed and squeezed.
"Oooooooh," she moaned softly. "Oh, Larry. That feels so good."
Larry felt his cock give a sudden lurch. He knew it was time to bury it in Jill's hot pussy. He had almost waited too long as it was. If he didn't hurry and fuck her, he'd come in her hand!
"Roll over," he ordered gruffly.
Jill sighed again, but this time it wasn't in passion. Every time it got a little bit exciting, Larry couldn't wait. She resigned herself to her fate and rolled over on her back, spreading her legs out wide. Maybe it would take him a couple of minutes this time, if she was lucky. She forced herself to smile sexily.
Larry got into position on top of her. He gabbed his stiff prick and aimed the drooling head directly at her open pussy. He could feel her hot cunt snatching at his prick, drawing it into her steaming depths.
"Mmmmmmm," she groaned as she felt his cockhead push against her small, sucking pussymouth. "Mmmmmmm."
Larry pushed forward into her steaming pussy. He loved the way she arched her body up to meet his when he first entered her. That always made him almost blow his rocks.
He could feel his cock pushing down the slippery hot tunnel of her cunt and nudging up against her hot, soft womb. Larry moved his body down on top of her. He could feel his chest pressing against the soft pillow of her hot tits. She was still as hot as she'd been the first time he'd fucked her ten years before.
Jill couldn't resist the blissful sigh that escaped her lips when Larry first thrust his cock inside her pussy. It always felt so wonderful when his thick hard cock filled her. She wished he didn't have a hair-trigger cock though. If only he could hold out for just a little bit longer.
She felt Larry's hands slip under her tight asscheeks and hold her there. She knew he was ready to fuck hard.
Larry drew back and then slammed down like a pile-driver. His fingers dug into her asscheeks and hold her down. He stabbed and tore into her pussy savagely, five… six… seven times. His prick lunged faster and faster. It made her whimper and grab him around the waist to hold on. She felt his body tense with excitement and then her pussy went slack and cooled under his plunging thrusts. She knew that it was all over. Just one more lunge and he would come, leaving her frustrated again.
Larry didn't feel the change in Jill's pussy. He was too wrapped up in his own fantasy. He pretended that he was plunging and tearing into Marta's hot pussy. He gave one last rough fuck-thrust into her cunt and collapsed.
Jill's mind reeled, in frustrated disappointment as she felt his hot cum squirt into her pussy. It splattered up against the wall of her womb, but it didn't send the hot thrills coursing through her body that she'd read about. It didn't make the world spin around her and it didn't make her scream out in delirious joy. It didn't do anything like that at all.
The only emotions that Jill felt were disappointment that it hadn't been like her dreams and relief that it was over for another night. She had no more illusions about fucking Larry. It would never be any good for her.