This is part two of the continuing story of my involvement with the Kindie Teacher. Of course, it's centred on lesbianism with explicit sex between an older woman and a recently qualified teacher. If this is the kind of story that you're not supposed to be reading now is the time to leave. I hope that readers enjoy the story and that should they feel the desire to contact me I would be pleased to enter into an exchange of e-mails with them. My address is erica_muggs@yahoo.com.au. Enjoy.
Yesterday evening Margo Forster had come over to my place to talk about my younger sons schooling. Not an awful lot had been discussed because finding that Margo is a lesbian I'd gone out of my way to seduce her and did so quite successfully that is until she showed me who's really the "boss". Whilst I'd given her something to think about at the start it soon became obvious that she would dictate what happened next. Consequently, I'd been shown what a thoroughly masterful person she is and I certainly didn't regret taking a lesson from her. I'd gone to bed much happier than I had in quite a while but it would have been so much nicer if she'd gone to bed with me but that wasn't to be.
I was nervous about meeting her outside the school the following day and when she walked across the school yard with the kids in her class, including my Jason I felt a little flutter inside me. As she approached she gave me a gorgeous smile that let me know that yesterday evening had been a very pleasant evening for her too. Seeing me there waiting Jason had started to play with one or two of the other kids leaving Margo and I to chat. Her boldness took me by surprise in that she took my hand and whispered under her breath that she wanted me undressed again just as soon as possible. Quickly she told me that she was taking me to the movies that evening, the local cinema was showing something with Halle Berry in it and Halle was or is one of Margo's favourites, she's also one of mine too. The number of times I've dreamed about being in bed with Halle are too many to count and I know that if she knew how I lusted after her she'd dash straight to my side or at least that's how my dream goes.
I didn't quite know how to reply because she told me not in the form of a request but rather in the form of an order. Before she let me go to collect Jason she told me that I should wear a loose skirt but didn't tell me why, I found out why later that evening. It always seems to me that when another woman tells me what to wear she's developed more than a little interest in me so I didn't have any problems in complying with her order.
She was to pick me up at about 7 o'clock and that would give us time for coffee before we entered the cinema. I'd dressed in the kind of skirt that she told me to wear and a little blouse that was not too revealing but it was a little tight and accordingly showed off my breasts, not that I have much to show. After yesterday evening I was still nervous but Margo soon put me at ease. Her easy style of chatter soon had me chuckling along with her and so by the time we made a move to take our seats I was almost completely relaxed with her.
We bought tickets in what we call the dress circle, a little more expensive than the stalls but probably quieter. As we walked to the top of the stairs she took my hand squeezing it confidently and maybe her intention was to put me further at ease. She didn't look for a seat anywhere but in the back row where sometimes there are double seats that are usually taken by courting couples but this seat was certainly would not filled by a courting couple, it would be filled by a couple of women. The cinema was quite empty being a weekday evening so nobody had taken any notice of us sitting there. We'd bought chocolate on the way in and I took it out of my handbag ready to break it up in pieces for us to munch on during the film but Margo reached over saying we won't need that just yet.
The usual trailers for next weeks show came on and then a news reel and during the course of the introduction she'd put her arm around my shoulders pulling me to her and being in a double seat without an armrest between us we were sat hip to hip. I felt really comfortable sat like that as my shoulder was resting against hers with me a little sideways so that she could slip her other arm around my waist. When the main feature started she pulled me to her a little closer and the first kiss of the evening came, just a little peck on the cheek and then a short interval before the next one came. Both were received with thanks, they were lovely and felt just like a continuation of last night with her showing her assertiveness.
A little while passed before the next one and surely she just have known that after those two leading kisses I would be looking forward to more of the same. The following kiss was aimed at my lips with her lips just meeting mine at the corner and I tried to meet her with my tongue, they barely touched. Comfortable she'd asked me? Yes, very I'd replied turning a little further to meet her more face to face than previously and expecting another kiss on my lips, nothing too dramatic you understand, just another of those little pecks would have been sufficient but her tongue navigated it's way around my mouth leaving her spittle on my lips. I licked it off so she could see me do it and when her lips met mine again her hand sneaked under my blouse and started to stroke my belly with her fingertips just inside the waistband of my skirt with them pointing, if at a distance, toward my pussy.
She kept me waiting for the next kiss, it must have been quite a few minutes before it came and when it did I responded with my tongue for her to lick and suck. Whilst we were engaged in this kiss her right hand had moved to the band of my bra and I could feel her finger moving over the strap and fastener before just touching the flesh. I'm sure she heard me whimper at the touch of her finger on my bare flesh, not with surprise but with delight, I wanted more from her. Her kisses deepened so that my mouth was forced to open further for her and whilst I was giving her better access her hand had move quite lightly across the band on to my bare chest with the tips of her fingers now inside the cup of my bra and moving ever so slowly toward my nipple.
When it did reach my nipple I let out a little gasp, more an intake of breath as she eventually touched it with her finger tip and moving her mouth to my ear she'd told me that she was going to have me later and where didn't matter, just that she would have me. With that I turned almost fully to her looking straight into her eyes and then I let my eyes close inviting her to kiss me properly. Properly, oh my goodness, yes she did kiss me properly levering my mouth open with her fingers and collecting my saliva on them and as she continued the kiss she spread my saliva across that part of my breast that she could reach.
Uttering an expletive, she'd grasped the clip on the front of my bra. I thought she was going to tear it open. I wouldn't have complained if she had but she didn't, controlling herself she managed to open it and throw the cups of my bra open. One button on my blouse was still fastened so that she almost tore my blouse but she controlled herself and unfastened that last button and then she threw my bra and blouse as far open as she could.
I was in a funny position, I don't mean the way I was seated, I was both exhilarated with what was happening to me and at the same time scared to death in case someone was in the cinema that knew me. However, with her hand squeezing my nipples and her tongue running around my eyelids and then down my nose and back to my lips I was hardly in a state to complain. Her hand was skimming across my nipples just grazing them and each time she moved across them it felt almost as though she'd applied a vacuum pump to them, they felt as though they were about to burst. Kissing and feeling me was getting too much for me and I'd almost asked her if we could go when she removed her hand from my breasts, much to my regret, but immediately slid is under my skirt. I could see now why she'd wanted me to wear a flared skirt, it gave her better access to my thighs. Oh, why don't I tell the truth, it gave her better access to my pussy especially as I opened my legs for her and with the amount of moisture and the kind of panties I wear her index finger slid straight into my pussy.
I didn't jump, I slid lower so that I could get as much of it inside me as possible. I know my eyes were closed but she blew on my eyelids and when I opened them her face was immediately in front of me smiling at me making those kissing shapes with her mouth just clear of mine so that I wasn't getting any contact with them. It was patently obvious to her that I was completely aroused and then whatever she'd wanted she could have taken. Her finger was moving ever so slowly inside my pussy but it didn't cause me any grief, even I could smell the juices emanating from me. I must have moaned because her smile had become wider and with it she gave me another finger. Again, moving so slowly that I was verging on the brink of begging her to fuck me.
Her hand slid even further in me but she eventually told me to lift my bottom so she could remove my panties. She slid the band slowly down to the swelling of my hips and kissed me and then she slid them down to a space level with my crotch and kissed me again and then, yes, then she slid them clear of my hips altogether. The final stage was to draw them down to my feet and remove them altogether. She held them to her nose after she'd removed them and took a deep breath and then held them to her mouth so she could lick the crotch. The taste of the crotch seemed to almost overpower her and she did it again until I suspect she'd licked all the fluid from them.
Returning her hand underneath me she'd extended her wet index finger until it touched my anal ring and because of its wetness and my receptiveness it slid straight in. Meanwhile, her thumb, which wasn't wet at this time, entered my pussy and now I was engaged in both of my orifices rising from the one in my bottom and at the same time my motion was pressing her thumb in my pussy. So, here I was, almost sat on the very edge of the seat rising to meet her thumb and sinking down again to take her finger in my bottom. She told me to move to the very edge of the seat and when I did she removed her finger from my bottom and inserted her hand in my pussy. Oh dear, could I take all of her hand? Without moving her hand the effort was all left to me and when I opened my eyes again the smile had left her face and had been replaced by one of utter concentration as she regulated the speed and depth of her right hand inside me.
She kissed me as she moved her hand to the maximum stroke and her tongue was inside my mouth but taking it away she spoke to me, unfortunately I had no idea what she'd said but she pulled her fingers out of me and bunching up my soiled panties she pushed them inside my pussy telling me that it was the safest place to carry them as we left. The movie hadn't finished but I hadn't seen any of it anyway so I was quite happy to leave.
We walked down to the waterfront and finding a quiet spot she leaned me against the rail putting her hand immediately back on my breast. She had no trouble in gaining access to them because she'd only just pulled my blouse across my breasts as we'd left the cinema. With my lower belly against the rail and no light in the immediate vicinity she groped my breasts far harder than I would have ordinarily liked but I couldn't stop her, the sensation was just too nice. In the meantime she'd lifted her skirt to expose her panties and when she lifted mine too we were stood there with two sensuous apertures in close contact. Thrusting herself at me and grasping at my breasts I was fast losing control of myself and I was whispering to her "fuck me Magda, please fuck me". Her response was to move against me and squeeze my breasts even harder until with a wonderful shudder I had my final orgasm of the evening.
Turning me around to face her and reaching under my skirt to remove my scrunched up panties from my pussy she threw them on the ground and ordered me down on my knees. Kneeling on the soiled panties I moved close to her pussy and her hands pulled me even closer until I was almost suffocating with my nose almost inside her. Telling me not to waste time she told me that she needed to `cum" and she needed it quick. I tried my very best to oblige her as quickly as I could and it didn't take very long to make her spray me with her thick creamy "cum". Oh, what a delight to find that delicious fluid on my face and lips. She only gave me a short while to clean her up and then she pulled me to my feet. I'd hoped that she let me give her more of my tongue and my lips on and in her pussy and on her clit but apparently she was satisfied.
She drove me home and I'd hoped to invite her inside but she just said goodnight and drove away. How could she do that to me? I was very disappointed that the evening had finished that way but there was nothing I could do about it.
The following day when I went to pick Jason up from school another teacher brought the kids to the school gate and when I asked for Miss Forster I was told that she'd left suddenly. There were all kinds of rumours flying around the other mothers, some of them not very nice and goodness I hoped I hadn't been part of the reason for her to have left. Perhaps my short affair with her had been lucky for me in that there was never any mention of my involvement with her.
Just thinking about her made me smile a little and if the other mothers had known why I was smiling I'm sure a number of them would have been quite jealous such was her popularity she'd established in a short time.
Of course, the only people who knew why she'd left were the principal and Margo herself and we would have no chance of speaking to Margo again and frankly I didn't expect the principal to speak of it so the secret remained a secret. Mind you, our secret was something that I was more than happy to keep to myself.