PART ONE IS #34089 I WROTE IT AT THE END OF LAST SCHOOL YEAR

THIS STORY IS WHAT HAS HAPPENED THIS SCHOOL YEAR

If you have read the first part of this story you know I have been married for 23 years, that I have only been with my husband, and Jim the Janitor is one hunk of a man. In the earlier part I had tricked Will, my husband, into thinking I was having sex with another man, Jim, something he had begged me to do for years. I did this with the help of my friend and her husband saving their used condoms and then I took them and made "sloppy seconds" so to speak for my husband. This started last spring and we did this a couple more times before school was out. We even did it in the summer making up a story that I went to the school because janitors work year round. We had the whole afternoon to spend with each other. Will never knew otherwise.

That brings us to this school year. All of us Lunch Lady's was setting up for the start of the year when that beautiful hunk of flesh and muscle walked through the double doors. We all paused to get our first glimpse of him for the year. "Mmmmm that Jim looks so good." Gloria drooled. " Shoot honey, he's the only reason I keep coming back." Julie lusted. I have to admit he does put a little tingle in me, too. I don't know if it is just him or the fact that I have allegedly have had sex with him, but something is definitely not the same.

A couple of weeks later, all the Lady's was setting around the break room table when the conversation turned south, as usual. They were talking about their husbands when all of a sudden I blurted out "Do you know what I've been doing to my husband..." Then I told them the story. They couldn't believe it! They laughed and chuckled the rest of the day. I was a little embarrassed but oh well.

Another week or so went by and Jim had been his usual touchy feely self to all the women. But I noticed that he had been a little aggressive as of late. I was at the dishwasher which is hidden by a wall from the rest of the kitchen. I was in my on little world when i felt those massive gental hands on my side. "Hello sexy" he whispered in my ear. "Hello Jim" I greeted. He pushed his hands forward. I raised my arms allowing him to put his arms around me like usual, unknowing to me that his hands had slid under my top. He didn't stop on my belly. He slid my shirt until his hand was caressing my breast. I was startled at first. I squeezed my arms inward and scolded him by saying "JIM!" But under my breath as to not draw attention to us. He asked "Do you like it? I didn't answer. "Tell me you don't like it." Once again I said nothing. He started playing with my nipples through my bra. My granny bra. Why couldn't I have worn one of my sexy ones I thought. I noticed that my eyes were shut and I was enjoying being fondled, touched, and caressed. As he pulled his hands away he whispered "I think your hot." Then he was gone. All I could do is sigh and realize my panties was moist. Needless to say sex with my husband was good that night.

Our next encounter was when he walked into the kitchen and the radio was playing. He first went up to Leah and started grinding on her from behind. She stuck out her butt and grinded back. Then he danced his way to Patty. They grinded. Then Julie and Gloria. Then it was my turn and I too joined in the laughter has I grinded on his crotch as well. As the song was ending, he leaned in and whispered "If I could get you alone, what I would do to you." I got a little weak in the knees.

The next time, I was at the dishwasher again and saw him coming so I took my time waiting on him to make his rounds. He did the same thing as before but with no resistance. And this time I was wearing my thin pink bra. When he felt the flimsy bra, he pulled it down letting the girls out. Now his rough strong hands was cupping my big breast. He was rubbing my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. They were hard and my panties were getting wet. He didn't say anything. He just breathed hard into my ear. Than once again he was gone. I took a second and then looked down. The girls was up and purky. I gathered myself before anyone came. It didn't do any good. My sexy bra couldn't hide my desire. Sex was good again that night but in my mind it wasn't my husband.

Then it got real. It was just Leah and I left. She was in her managers office and hollered "Tracie, will you look and see if we need any cleaning supplies. I'm about to put in an order". I made my way to the bathroom. One wall in there are shelves that store our cleaning supplies. I was busy counting toiletries when the door opened. It was Jim. I was squatted down counting the bottom shelf when I stood up to start the next section. He put his arms around me. "I'm busy." I chuckled. He didn't stop. "I'm trying to concentrate" I continued, as I turned around. I was met by his hands on my cheeks and lips on mine. I didn't kiss him back at first. It took me a little bit to loosen up, to let my guard down. Then, before I knew it, I was returning his passion. It was a long meaningful kiss. His tongue met my tongue. His saliva with my saliva. After a moment, his hand left my face and made its way down my top, to my scrub bottoms. He pulled the tie string to loosen the waist and started to put his hand into my panties when I grabbed my pants and said "I'm sorry" as I ran out of the bathroom and out the door.

Jim didn't come around as often for a while. When he did it was all business. He wasn't as flirty and especially toward me. I missed it. I found myself wishing he would come up from behind me again.

It was truck day and I was in the bathroom putting up the last of inventory, when I heard the door open and shut. The door latch was than secured. I froze. I didn't turn around. I just slowly stood up facing the frosted window. I felt his familiar touch on my sides. His breath on my neck. His famous reach around breast caress. He pulled my hair back and nibbled on my ear. My heart was racing. His other hand once again untied my scrubs, letting them fall to my ankles. I heard his belt buckle, then his zipper, and then his pants sliding down. He thumbed my black panties and pulled them down. I felt his manhood touch the bottom of my white butt cheeks. He pressed forward but my chubby thighs was obstructing his path. Then I was shocked. I couldn't believe it happened. I spread my knees allowing him to rub my lips from front to back. I bet if I looked down I would have seen his head poking through my hair. I let out a moan. My juices covered his shaft. He slid back and forth again this time angling more upward as to try to enter the place only my husband had been in all my 44 years, but to no avail. I pulled away, taking off my shoes, kicking off my bottoms and panties, and put my hands on the window seal and bent over. My pussy now exposed for him to violate. He entered me a little but could not get all the way in due to the height differences. I then used my foot to move two cases of cleaner to the window to stand on. I assumed my position, hands on the window, one foot on each box. He pushed me down further as I felt him enter me. OH MY GOODNESS. He is so thick. He slowly half stroked me driving me crazy. Then he slowly penetrated me deeper. Stretching my vagina to full capacity to the point of hurting. But I didn't care, it felt SO GOOD. It keep going until I actually felt him enter my womb. I had my first orgasm. I had never cum so fast. He started full length stroke now but still slow. My vagina was now expanded to the size to facilitate my new lover. That wonderful shaft of his started to get faster. Another orgasm was about to climax. His crotch crashing into my round bottom. "Crap Leah is going to hear us!" I gasped. "Trust me. She don't care" he insisted. Then it hit me. "OH GOD" I blurted. He got faster. "OH GOD YES... YES, YES, YES" I screamed. He started to grunt. His orgasm was near. He was riding me bareback. He was about to unleash thousands of little sperm to race to my egg. I was hesitant but couldn't control my desire. All I cared about was taking care of him the same way he took care of me twice, make that three times now. It came like a flood. Rope after rope, from entrance to the womb. He saturated my insides. He slowed and began to exit my woman hood. I turned to face him leaning on the wall from exhaustion. I looked down and for the first time saw that he is twice as big as Will. He stepped up to me and kissed me. His leaking member soiling my top. I took both hands and ran them up his dick cleaning it off, licking my hand clean. He laid me down on the boxes I had flattened, got top of me, entered me, and took me to ecstasy again.

I got home and told Will his gift was waiting for him. The problem was I couldn't feel anything. It felt like sex after child birth and he was the one that said it out loud..

I went into work the next day and everyone was setting at the table. I knew something was up. Leah sent Elizabeth to count the milk. As soon as she was out of hearing range, Leah stated "Welcome to the Jim Stewart Club!" "What do you mean? All of you?" "And two teachers that we know of." Patty smirked. "Gloria? Julie? I questioned because the both of them are close to retiring. " Many times. Just last week infact" Gloria said. "Any time that man wants this black booty, it he gets it!" Julie clapped. "So how did you know?" I said to Leah. "I was at the door listening." She replied. "I was that loud?" "Honey I could hear in my office especially round two."