I was a senior in school. Growing up in the Keys, life was, well lets say, a tad different from everywhere else. Most people I talk with say growing up didn't start until they got a car at 16, but n the keys, you got a boat at 10. Like most guys, I was already an international certified diver. So with that, let the story begin.

Her name was Cindy. She was my senior English Teacher. She was in her middle 30's, nice body, for what the students could see, due to always wearing lose fitting dresses... as I got to see a bit more, as you will see, and nice, dirty blond hair. She kept it straight, and clean. I always like dropping my papers on her desk and catching a whiff of her hair. It usually set my day off from drab to Ahhhhh. Cindy and her husband owned a small dive boat. A six packer we called them. You could take a complement of about a half dozen divers with gear, or maybe a bit more if not all were diving. Being a certified diver, she would ask me to help out on the weekends when there would be a family with kids. I would keep the younger divers, or take the non divers snorkeling and keep them entertained while mom and dad could do their thing. The pay wasn't bad. $100 for the trip, and sometimes I would get in 4 trips a weekend.

Well, on a few of those trips, her husband would go down and we would watch the boat. Set up for the returning divers and just do basic housekeeping. Cindy was fit. Being a Dive Master herself, she was strong and toned. She sported about a B cup and on her 5'7" frame, they fit nicely with her small rear. I would catch myself looking at her longer than I should, and at times, so would she. From time to time, she would brush her breasts or her rear against me, or back into me and feel my junk on her butt. Sometimes I would catch a glimpse of her changing out of her top through the cabin doors. She never closed them, and I know she knew.

Well, one day in school, she asked me to stay after class. I figured I fudged a paper or something, but no. She said her husband was going out of town, and she had already made reservations for 4 dives that weekend. She asked if I would be available to help out. She said there would be extra in it for me if I got her out of a jamb. Apparently her husband was none too happy about it. Well, $400 plus for doing what I like to do! So it was a date.

Once we got to the reef and got the divers off the boat, we sat and relaxed. We caught up from a couple of weeks ago on conversation related to diving and the area, and then just drifted off looking at the water. She got up and went into the cabin, and I, of course, attempted to get a glimpse of what she was up to. Come on, I was a senior in High School that had never been laid. Of course I was gonna look.

After a couple of minutes, she called out for me to come down and help with something, I figured some gear came loose or she needed the head unplugged again. Nope. None of those. The only gear that came loose was her top. She was standing there with just her bottoms on and she asked me if this was what I wanted to see. I just stood there like Dickey the Dunce. She walked over and looked down at my swim trunks. "My, look at that... and a wet spot too. I would say you do like what you see." I looked down and noticed I not only had the biggest woody I had ever had the pleasure to sport, but a swamp of precum to add to it! She untied my trunks and pulled them back. "My, it's much bigger than Tim's is." Yeah, that was her husband. She let go and took my hands to her breasts. My first pair of breasts that I ever touched. They were firm and soft, She had a real sexy tan line and the skin around the nipples were snow white, That against her gold skin was a real turn on. I reacted. I put my mouth on one and played with the nipple using my tongue. She moaned. She pushed me away, pulled down my shorts and her bottoms and said, Fuck ME! My response... "I never have before!" Well, that must have been the correct answer.

Cindy pushed me down on the V Bunk and straddled me. She held me and guided herself onto me. She buried me to the hilt and she then began to rock. That with the motion of the boat... WOW! She leaned into me and gave me her breast. I sucked it and played with it. She said, "No kids makes for firm breasts and a tight pussy... you like?" Ohhh, I liked... I liked a lot. She then guided my free hand to her vulva and had me touch her how she liked. Well, I told her I didn't think I could hold out for much longer, and she began to move like there was no tomorrow! At that she began to squeak and squeal, and I let out a moan that I had never hear before. Sure, I moaned when I jacked off... but not like that! She leaned into me and buried her head into my shoulder. As she came, she bit me. Not a love bite... I mean she bit me. After she collapsed onto me and giggled. She sat up and looked at her handy work. "I'm sorry, but I wanted you to remember your first time" I never thought Pain could feel so good.

At that point, about 30 minutes had passed. She was Horney, it was my first time... heck, I was not out to set any records; furthermore, the divers were due to return. She got off, and left a trail of my cum on my leg and down her own. She slipped on her bikini and told me to get my trunks on and we should take a quick dip to clean up.

Just as we climbed back in the boat, the divers started to surface. We helped them on, got their gear stowed and gave them their snacks. Pictures were taken, laughs were shared and talk of a great dive ensued with the guests. As we headed back in, Cindy leaned over me while I was at the helm and told me, "Well, we have 3 more dives this weekend. Lets say I teach you how to Muff Dive" Yep. Muff Dive. I had heard of it. And my face cracked as the dried salt gave way to a huge smile.

The second dive of the day, I got my first lesson in Muff Diving. She showed me what she liked, what she did not like and even introduced me to the Florida Keys Snowball. Yeah, didn't see that one coming... or was it cuming?

After the afternoon dive, we cleaned the boat down and stowed the gear. She informed me that there was an eight o'clock dive in the morning, and I should be there an hour early to set up. She than stated that it would be easier to have me tell my parents that I was staying the night in cabin so I could get an early start. So I did, and got the O.K. She fed me supper, we talked about the days dives and the day ahead, and then she looked at the bite mark. "Wow honey, I am so sorry about that." She came over to me and touched it. Then she touched other things... needless to say, when she went down on me, I knew I wasn't sleeping on the boat.

That evening, I was shown how to doggy style with the best of them. She just could not get enough. She liked hearing her name during sex, and at one point, she told me she loved me. Ouch. Things just got weird. Well, I rolled with it. The next morning, I was awakened with a blow job and she had me give her face as she sat on mine. During that, all I could think about was Two more dives, and then sleep. HA! Who am I kidding. No I wasn't. I was thinking about hammering her the rest of the day!

Two more dives, two more seats at the sexcapades. "Oh Cindy, I love you too" came out of my mouth during the last dive. She came almost at the instant and fell forward, holding me and kissing me for what felt like hours.

At the end of the day, boat hosed down, gear stowed, I had to leave. He husband was due home in the morning, and we had school. I asked her if things were going to be weird, and she said no. She was right. School was no nonsense, and the only thing she asked me was if my shoulder was better. I looked at her and said I would like the other to match. Good for me, it does. Her husbands weekend was actually him moving out. He worked the boat with a friend during the week, and I had a full time weekend job for the rest of the year.

The sex continued, but not every dive, and I stayed the weekends on the boat.. ha,nha. She also continued to say she loved me clear up until the day I told her I was going into the Navy. Being the smart guy I was, that was a month after graduation and two days before I was leaving for boot camp. She was pretty pissed. Yep, I figured a middle aged divorced woman with an 18 year old secret boyfriend would not be the most stable person on the planet, so I let her ride me until the last minute.

"How long have you had this planned!" she asked. When I told her I was in the delayed entry program since the summer before senior year, she just about flipped. Yeah, I took that as my queue to hit the road. As I was leaving, she stopped me and asked me for one more evening. I stayed. There was great sex, her crying during sex, and me saying I was too scared to tell her in the beginning sex. The following morning I went home, and the next, away.

She eventually met a guy, from school, and they married after HE graduated. Funny.

Still today, I look into the mirror and look at those bite marks and remember my first time. She was right about that. I thank her in my mind everyday for the lessons she taught in sex, as my beautiful girlfriends appreciate every lesson.

Oh, I almost forgot. I made a B in English. Meh. At least I passed.