Open House At School
I had open house last night for the high school where I'm a teacher. There is a serious rule about not asking questions pertaining to your kid in front of other parents, but it does happen sometimes. Last night, it was Jack's mom who crossed that line.
All I wanted to do was finish up and drive home. Jack's mom Suzanne, however, wanted to stay and chat about how wonderful her son was. Sigh. We did that for a few minutes while all the other parents filed out and headed for their cars. Once we finished the school based chat and talked about the long night it had been, she seemed to relax and lean more against my desk, her slim body suddenly more appealing.
When we chatted about all the cars in our way, she said she didn't mind waiting. When she told me she had actually parked a half mile away at the country club to beat the crowds, I grinned and congratulated her. Then she crossed another line and started hinting that it was a long walk on a dark night and she wished there was someone to get her there safely.
Looking up at her, I took stock of the situation. Her blouse had mysteriously opened to the third button. Her skirt was hiked up over her thighs and her ass rested obliquely on my desk. Instead of a hopeful smile, she wore a more predatory grin as she made her request more plain.
Another man might have pleaded "it's a long day!" and left her. I was not that man. Instead, I told her I would be happy to get her where she needed to go and she followed me out to the deserted faculty parking lot. We both took a quick look around and then climbed into my new Honda CRV.
I knew where the country club was after 8 years in the district, but I almost lost my way when she started leaning across the console to rub my thigh.
"I want Jack to do well this year!" she said in a husky voice.
I was going to reassure her, but she was already in motion, leaning over and unzipping my fly while I drove, fishing out my hardening cock. By the time I pulled into the country club parking lot, she was sucking energetically on the head and stroking the shaft. I pulled in beside the only other car--a grey Tesla--and turned off the engine. Her sucking continued until I was fully erect. and then she stroked me and sat back upright.
"Do we have an understanding?" she asked in a neutral tone.
"We will when you finish what you started!" I told her as I leaned the seat back.
She took the hint well and unbuckled her seat belt. With a graceful movement, she hiked her skirt up and pivoted at the same time, coming across the console to straddle my lap while I pushed the seat belt out of the way. When she guided her pussy down onto the tip of my cock, she looked at me intently and spoke again.
"I don't expect A's, but I want to know he's getting your full attention."
I grabbed her hips, pulled her down hard onto my cock and grinned back at her.
"YOU have my full attention!" I told her fervently. "Jack will get what he needs."
As my cock filled her, she groaned and started to grind her clit against my pubic bone, moving with frantic energy and quick, sharp breaths toward her own satisfaction.
"Fine!" she gasped after a while. "But you better...take care of him....this year!"
Heedless of her needs, I smiled up lazily at her intense look and allowed myself to cum, pumping five spurts into her clasping pussy before I pulled her down tight against me, sealing my load inside her.
"I will," I assured her. "But you better set up another time and place for us to discuss his progress. Like every month...."
"I will," she murmured, her lips against my ear. "You fucking bastard."
