SUSAN'S REQUEST - A TEACHER'S MISTAKE
By K.C. Douglas
Susan was a teacher at Randall College and
she was highly respected for her teaching talents. She was 34 and had married her long-time
boyfriend. She was totally devoted to
her job and carried out all her duties in a very professional manner.
Susan always dressed conservatively, not
drawing any attention to her slender, womanly body, which seemed to be more
easily aroused as she got older. Of
late, Susan had turned to masturbating to satisfy her sexual needs. These needs seemed to be increasing in
intensity and were happening way more often than she cared to admit.
Much too busy at work, she didn't seem to be
able to find time to relax with Jay, her husband. Their sex life was very old-fashioned and
every time Jay wanted to experiment or try something new, Susan would refuse
saying it was too weird.
Thinking about it, Susan realized the new
things Jay suggested actually turned her on.
He mentioned anal intercourse, lesbian sex and even swinging with
strangers, but Susan flatly turned him down even though his erotic fantasies
filled her with an excited desire.
Her parents instilled old fashion values in
Susan, which she was very grateful for.
All through her younger years, she didn't believe in sexual activity
with any man without loving him first.
This meant many nights of frustration and she inevitably turned to
self-gratification for her fulfillment all through her teenage years.
A girlfriend in university, Sally, had given
her an electric vibrator and Susan used it for earth-shattering orgasms on many
occasions. Lately, Susan found herself
fantasizing about one or two of her students and that filled her with
guilt. She would never do anything with
a student, but those erotic thoughts were coming much more often than in
previous years.
One of her students, an exchange student
named Kaz, was from Russia and his rough demeanor
seemed to intimidate Susan like no person had before. A lot of what Kaz
said to her had definite sexual connotations yet she brushed them off as some
kind of childhood behavior.
Somehow, Kaz had
gotten her email address and phone number, which made Susan feel a little
uncomfortable. He phoned her many times
and although the conversations had started out light and friendly, they soon
turned to sex talk. Susan had told him
to stop, but eventually she felt strange, erotic twinges deep inside.
Susan did not get completely carried away,
but she did say a few things that she regretted. On more than one occasion, she let her guard
down and then wondered what the student thought of her because of the erotic
implications.
Kaz
smiled when he hung up the phone after talking to Susan the last time. 'Yes!
She is one hot teacher,' he decided.
'I think she's a frustrated woman who needs some hard cock.'
The professional manner in which she dressed
and her saintly demeanor made Susan appear even sexier to him. Kaz thought of
devious ways to conquer his beautiful teacher and relished the conquest of
getting into her pants.
He understood women and knew how to take
liberties with almost any woman he met.
The crude, intimidating manners he displayed seemed to work on most
women and Kaz played the dominating role to
perfection.
'Yes,' Kaz deduced,
'Her guard is breaking down and I'll fuck my sweet
professor before the semester is over.'
Susan commanded his complete attention and
his evil plan of seducing her was working.
It was time to attack. Kaz phoned Susan again and like in all his earlier calls,
he worked the conversation to a discussion about sex. The young man smiled with satisfaction when
Susan finally relented and told him how horny she felt.
Kaz's
next command took Susan by surprise.
"Feel your small breasts... feel them for me," he whispered in
a stern, strict tone.
She had to agree that her boobs were
relatively small, but she dressed in a manner to make them appear that
way. On the rare occasions when she wore
a pushup bra and showed some cleavage, most men would
agree that her 34B's were indeed very appealing. One fact that Susan tried to keep very secret
from prying eyes was how her large, sensitive nipples seemed to always be
erect.