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It had been a two weeks since Jean Clarkson's disastrous visit to the apartment of her co-instructor in the Physical Education Department. Tyson Washington had caught her totally unprepared for his aggressive approach to getting into her panties. He had been coming on to her for months on the job. She had been hired as a long term substitute for another teacher who'd been seriously injured in a car accident. On her way to meet some female friends in town, Jean had stopped by Washington's apartment to drop off some state department documents. She had thought if he had come across too crudely, she would easily put him in his place. Instead, Tyson had skipped all the cute little innuendoes and immediately been all over her. She had protested, at first, but clearly not effectively enough and ended up on her back with his big black cock deep inside her. * She couldn't really accuse him of rape or anything, since he hadn't threatened her in any way. She had been stunned by his unexpectedly forceful approach and her cries of "no" had, unfortunately, been too little too late. The real problem had been an overwhelming sexual response on her part. She had actually lost count of how many times he had made her cum, and cum hard. While he had continued to fuck her for hours in every possible position, she had managed to call a friend and cancel her dinner date. Finally arriving home late that night she took a long shower, as if she could wash away an experience that would haunt her for months. Now in the cold light of several days later she was mostly furious with herself. She had betrayed her husband under the worst possible circumstances. Yes, she could rationalize, that her husband, a reserve military chaplain, had been in the Middle East for almost six months now. Yes, she had been all stressed out from work. Yes, her love life had been humdrum for years. The fact was, though, she had unjustifiably committed adultery with a man, who in fact, she couldn't even stand. Her immediate problem though was the fact that Tyson wouldn't leave her alone. At every opportunity he acted like he owned her. He left notes, he called on the intercom, he e-mailed, and upon catching her alone in their joint office he always had the same message; "I know you want to fuck some more, so what are we waiting for? No more excuses, baby." From Jean's point of view, he just didn't get it. It was a one-time "accident" that she had no intention of repeating. She just wondered how long his harassment would go on before he gave up. Donna Baxter, who was a union leader for Deerfield's teachers, was in a quandary. She had been approached by Jean with a harassment complaint against a fellow teacher. "Legally it's not our issue unless the administration refuses to act on it," she had told the harried physical education teacher. "They will call a conference and try to smooth it over. With your permission I'll have a little chat with him and tell him to back off." Late that afternoon when Washington appeared in his office after football practice, Donna was waiting for him. "Hi Donna, what's up?" the big sweaty coach said, looking surprised. "Well, if its the head between your legs, rather than the one on your shoulders as usual, its your job that also going to be up. Stay away from Jean. She doesn't want your attention. I don't want any hassles between members of our group. And you don't want the trouble I could bring down on your "lifestyle" if I choose to do so. I could bring in a lot of witnesses of all ages that could be brought to the attention of the State Commission on Human Rights." "Well the administration thinks there might be two sides to Mrs. Clarkson's hyperventilated story, and..." Tyson started to reply. "I don't give a good goddamn what those idiots think. You're dealing with me now," Donna shouted. "And me as well," Rick Thomas, the varsity football coach, said in a much lower voice as he entered the office. Thomas proceeded to warn his assistant of the dangers of opening this "can of worms" up to public scrutiny. "And on top of that every hormonal teenager with a gripe is likely to come forward with some cock and bull story. Your career as well as your reputation will go down the drain." Tyson left after promising both his colleagues that he would avoid Mrs. Clarkson in the future. Sitting on the desk in the coach's office, Donna looked at her young lover with hungry eyes "You think he really fucked her like he says?" Donna asked. "No I don't think there is any doubt about it but she has had some serious second thoughts, considering that her husband is coming home shortly and she really doesn't like the guy. I think she just concluded she had made a bad mistake and is determined to see that it doesn't happen again. "So that the end of it?" Donna wondered. Rick frowned a moment and then nodded. He was sure that Tyson would not risk all the legal ramifications of exposure by his fellow teachers. "Well then, I know your running late," she said, standing up. In one fell swoop she lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, hopping back up on the large desk. Rick watched her raise and spread her legs apart. "Hurry sweetie," was all she said. He stepped between her legs and unzipped his slacks, releasing a large and firmly erect cock. "Your wife and I are supposed to be at the library board meeting at eight. I'm picking her up a 7:45." she added, as he began slipping his cock into her pussy. The shiny dew of his pre-cum was hardly necessary, as his wife's close friend was already well-lubricated in her anticipation. He didn't even bother to begin the usual thrusting from the hip. He held firm and deep as they looked into each others eyes. Rick began flexing his cock. Donna responded with those deep internal squeezes of her vaginal muscles. He nodded. She began speaking to him in a soft and husky voice. "No one has ever fucked me like you do, Rick; No one. I get wet anytime, day or night, just thinking about you. Now give me what I want. Squirt it in me. Fill me. Fill me now," she said gasping for breath. His response was immediate and direct. She cried out softly as she felt the warm rush of her own cumming and the powerful force of his semen filling her to overflowing. "If only I was fifteen years younger and still able to have children" was the random and irrelevant thought that passed through her mind as they quickly straightened up their somewhat rumpled appearances and headed out the gym door to resume their sedate and conventional lives. |
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