Mature Mrs. Cole

Mike smiled as the bell rang. The final bell on Friday always sounded so much better than any of the other bells during the week. Mike happily gathered up his stuff and headed toward his locker as he started looking forward to the upcoming weekend.

It was nearing the end of Mike's senior year and, having turned 18 a few months ago, he knew that he would have a weekend of freedom as his parents would be leaving town. Actually, they had been making it a near habit for nearly the past year to go to the family's beach house whenever the weather was nice. They had stopped asking Mike if he wanted to go and Mike figured they enjoyed the time alone as much as he enjoyed having the run of the house.

Mike organized his locker and grabbed the stuff that he would need to take home with him. As he did most days when he didn't have practice after school he headed toward Mrs. Cole's room. Mrs. Cole had been Mike's english teacher back when he was freshman and had made the offer to help tutor him after school when she noticed he was having a tough time in class. He went to her room nearly every day after school for almost a whole school year and she would help him get through his work. Eventually he straightened out his problems with english, but he still made it a habit to stop by Mrs. Cole's room whenever he could through the rest of his years at the school.

Mike headed up the stairs to her room and started to plan out his weekend. A typical weekend would consist of going on a date or just going out cruising with some friends. He knew that having the house to himself was a treat and he never abused that by having a big party. This weekend was a little different in that all his friends were otherwise occupied and he couldn't get any dates lined up, so it looked like he would have a lot of time to himself. He thought that perhaps a trip to the video store to rent a porno or two would be in order to release some of the sexual energy that he seemed to constantly have bottled up inside him.

Sometimes Mike would wonder why he continued seeing Mrs. Cole regularly even through his senior year. They no longer even talked about his schoolwork and sometimes would just chat or she would have him help grade some papers or put up a bulletin board. The truth was that Mike always felt grateful to her for helping him out back then and he wanted to somehow make it up to her. They had become pretty good friends through the years and she seemed to really enjoy his visits, so he didn't feel weird about continuing to stop by. The fact that Mike had carried a crush on Mrs. Cole all these years didn't hurt either.

Mrs. Cole was definitely old enough to be his mother and in fact her one son was older than Mike and was finishing his first year at college. Mike never asked but he guessed that she was probably between 40 and 45 years old. She carried herself with an elegance that had always appealed to Mike. Her hair was short but always very stylish and always perfectly done. Mrs. Cole always dressed very properly which meant that she always wore skirts, nylons, & high heels. She often wore silk blouses that were fairly transparent and so would wear a full length slip under her outfit to prevent any prying high school eyes from seeing anything improper. Despite this Mike found that her style of dress was particularly appealing. Perhaps it was the fact that she never showed too much leg or too much of her top that made him desire what was underneath all the more. When he first starting seeing her for tutoring he found it difficult to concentrate on the lessons instead of staring at her breasts. They were large but definitely not too large for her frame. "Just more than a handful" was the term that Mike and his friends had once jokingly used when they were discussing some of the more lustful things they wouldn't have minded doing with their teacher. Through time Mike thought he had gotten pretty good at sneaking looks at her shapely ass or the perfect outline of her breasts encased in those teasing silk tops.

Mike entered Mrs. Cole's room and found her busy at her desk arranging some new items for one of her bulletin boards. He said hello and asked if he could help. Mrs. Cole replied that he could go get her a cup of coffee from the staff lounge and then, if he had time, he could help her put up the new bulletin board. "Sure thing," Mike replied since he knew he didn't have any other plans for the afternoon.

When he returned with the coffee he found her standing on her tip toes trying to figure out where she wanted to arrange the new items. Since Mike was a little taller than she was she asked him if he wouldn't mind doing that for her. She described how she wanted it to look and then left him to his work. Mrs. Cole returned to her desk to finish grading some papers.

After a short while she looked up and saw that Mike had nearly finished. She picked up her coffee and walked up behind Mike to compliment him on a job well done. She was standing right behind him when she said, "Looks good."

For some reason Mike had completely spaced out and was going about his work while daydreaming about what sort of porno tape he should rent later. Mrs. Cole's words surprised him and caused him to jump and spin around suddenly. As he spun his elbow knocked into her coffee cup and spilt the coffee all over the front of her silk top. Fortunately the coffee wasn't hot enough to burn but it still made an huge mess. Mike started apologizing profusely and grabbed a nearby roll of paper towels. He tore off several sheets and started to quickly try to sop up some of the coffee from her top before any more of it soaked into the material.

Mike repeatedly apologized and although Mrs. Cole kept telling him it was fine and that she was just as much to blame for sneaking up on him it didn't help him. He was very embarrassed at spilling the coffee and could only think about trying to clean off her shirt. Mrs. Cole kept telling him to stop and it wasn't a big deal, but he wasn't listening because he was too busy trying to apologize. She finally leaned over to set down her coffee cup just as Mike was leaning over to grab more paper towels with one hand while still trying to wipe her off with he other hand.

Mike wasn't sure exactly how it happened, but somehow through both of their movements his hand was now rubbing Mrs. Cole directly on her right breast. He had been rubbing in small circles and had actually been rubbing her breast for a few seconds before he realized it. When he did notice he completely froze not knowing what to do. They both stood completely still for a couple of seconds with Mike's hand still covering her breast. Mike finally came to his senses and quickly removed his hand with a hurried apology, but not before he felt the biggest charge of sexual energy he had ever felt. His dick twitched in his pants as he quickly realized he had basically just groped Mrs. Cole's breast.

Mike looked up to see what Mrs. Cole was doing. As they made eye contact for the first time since the touch Mike noticed that she wasn't angry at all. Instead, the look on her face was mostly blank but there was a slight glimmer in her eye that helped stiffen Mike's growing erection. "I should probably be going," Mike started to say. He was quickly cut off by Mrs. Cole saying, "I don't think I can let you leave yet. You still have some cleaning up to do."

That last sentence hung in the air as Mike tried to figure out exactly what she meant. Mrs. Cole finally broke their eye contact and made a quick glance down to the front of her shirt. Still not quite sure what she wanted Mike grabbed some paper towels and again started rubbing the front of her shirt. He started up by her shoulder and then moved down to her stomach skipping over her breasts. The sexual energy building in Mike was ready to boil over and he now had a full erection. He didn't have much experience at reading these types of situations, but he was pretty sure Mrs. Cole was also enjoying the "cleaning". Mike again started rubbing her shoulder but this time allowed his fingers to drop a little lower. "What the fuck am I doing?" Mike thought to himself. As he tried to answer the question to himself he allowed his fingers to drop yet still lower. Mrs. Cole made no moves to stop Mike and he decided it was time to see how far she would let him go. He moved his hand down until he was now rubbing the top of her breast.

Mike held his breath and was already working on what he would say when she asked what the hell he was doing. She never asked. Mike rubbed the top side of her breast for a while and then allowed his hands to slide completely over her breast. He also brought his other hand up from his side and cupped her other breast with it. Mrs. Cole had closed her eyes and tipped her head back slightly, so Mike assumed that she had no intentions of stopping him.

As he rubbed and caressed her breasts Mike couldn't believe how amazingly sexy they felt under her silk top. He could feel her nipples begin to stiffen and occasionally let his fingers make small circles around them. Soon her nipples were standing very erect and were quite prominently sticking out from her breasts. Mrs. Cole's breathing had become a little irregular and her lips were now slightly parted. Her breasts were very soft under his fingers and as Mike slid his fingers gently over her silk encased breasts he quickly wondered what they would feel like naked.

Before he could think about that any longer Mrs. Cole opened her eyes and looked him directly in the face. She slowly moved toward him and pushed him back against the wall as her lips made their first contact with his. The kiss started softly with their lips dancing lightly against each other, but soon she pressed into him harder and the embrace became less passionate and more lustful. She parted her lips slightly and started exploring Mike's lips with her tongue. She then shoved her tongue into Mike's mouth and started to roughly wrestle her tongue against Mike's. Mike was also aware of her hands slowly sliding up and down the sides of his hips and the charge he felt from her touch was almost enough to make him cum inside his pants.

Mrs. Cole broke the kiss and sat down at the nearest desk facing Mike. She looped a finger under his belt and pulled him toward her until he was standing directly in front of her. Her hands returned to Mike's hips and she again started rubbing his hips and then his thighs in slow up and down motions. Just as Mike thought he couldn't take anymore teasing, one of her hands slowly found its way to the pulsing bulge in Mike's pants. She slowly and softly explored Mike's erection through his jeans before finally reaching up to undo his belt. She next unlatched the button on his jeans and very slowly unzipped the zipper. She pushed the jeans down around his ankles and Mike now stood in front of her with only his boxer shorts keeping his dick from pointing straight at her. She repeated her slow massage of his now exposed thighs and was allowing her fingers to slide higher and higher under his boxers until she was nearly making contact with his balls.

Mike couldn't believe how hard he had become and didn't know how long he could last. He noticed a wet spot on his boxers were he had already released some pre-cum in preparation for whatever was about to happen. Mrs. Cole also noticed the wet spot and began to rub her thumb over the wet spot until it grew much larger. Finally Mike had to say, "I don't think I can take much more."

Mrs. Cole gave a devilish smile when he said this and replied, "I better put you out of your misery then." With that she grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pushed them to the floor with one smooth motion. Mike's cock popped out of his boxers and stood straight out from his body pointing directly at Mrs. Cole. He could see it bob slightly with his pounding heartbeat. Mrs. Cole took a couple of seconds to simply stare at his cock as it danced in front of her. She finally reached up with her right hand and started to massage the area just at the base of his dick. She let his pubic hair run through her fingers as she rubbed the entire area around this shaft. Finally she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. Her grip was very gentle at first as she just held his manhood in her hand. She tightened her grip slightly and started stroking.

Mike was in heaven. He couldn't believe how good this felt. Mrs. Cole started stroking faster with her right hand and reached up to cup his balls with her left hand. She finally whispered, "Cum for me Mike. I want to watch you cum." Hearing her say those words was more than Mike could take. Just at that moment she started stroking him even harder and he moaned loudly as he started to cum. Mrs. Cole had shifted so Mike's dick was pointed directly at her breasts but his first shot of cum was so forceful that it ended up landing near her shoulder. Stream after stream of cum erupted from Mike's cock as she continued to stroke him. The entire front of Mrs. Cole's top was now covered with a combination of coffee and Mike's cum. Large globs of cum were sticking to her breasts and began to slowly drip down toward her stomach.

Mrs. Cole continued to rub and stoke Mike's cock as it softened. She finally collected the cum that was still hanging from the tip of his cock with her fingers and quickly licked it from her fingers. She sat back slightly and looked at Mike as she spread her legs slightly and pulled her skirt up to her waist. She didn't need to say anything as her body language clearly said it was her turn and Mike didn't waist any time getting to work.

Mike quickly dropped to his knees between Mrs. Cole's spread legs. He reached one hand out to each of Mrs. Cole's knees and gently began to massage her thighs just above her knees. The feel of her flesh encased in her nylons really turned Mike on. He slowly allowed his massage to progress further up her thighs and began paying more attention to the insides of her legs.

As Mike's massage continued he noticed how wet the crotch of Mrs. Cole's panties had become. The smell also struck Mike. Mrs. Cole's strong, musky scent had his head spinning and made his dick start to tingle again. His massage had now reached the very tops of Mrs. Cole's thighs and he had started to allow his fingers to pass over her pussy. He couldn't feel much through her nylons and panties, but he could feel her wetness. Without saying anything Mrs. Cole took Mike's hands and guided them to the waistband at the top of her nylons. She shifted slightly in the seat as she and Mike pulled off her nylons. As he pulled Mike's fingers also caught her panties and both her nylons and panties slipped down to her ankles together.

Mike looked again between Mrs. Cole's legs and saw the pussy he so often fantasized about for the first time. Her pussy was very hairy and not like anything Mike had seen in magazines or on videos. Her pussy lips were swollen and covered in her own moisture. Mike could see the wetness glistening from her vagina and without thinking moved his hands up to feel the wetness. He slowly ran his fingers through the hairs on her pussy. He cupped her pussy with his right hand and felt her juices run over his palm and fingers. As he explored her pussy Mrs. Cole started to slowly gyrate her hips. Occasionally Mike would look up at her face and found that Mrs. Cole was alternating between watching him and leaning her head back and enjoying the sensations.

Finally Mike decided he needed to feel inside her pussy and placed a finger at the entrance to her vagina. He slowly started to insert his finger when Mrs. Cole rocked her hips forward and impaled herself completely on his finger. It was wonderfully wet and warm and Mike quickly inserted a second and then a third finger. He wasn't sure exactly what to do so he slowly started to move his fingers in and out. With his other hand he began exploring the area just above her vagina where he knew the clit was located. As he slowly finger fucked her he gently massaged her pussy with his other hand and paid particular attention to any areas that seemed to get a reaction from Mrs. Cole.

Mrs. Cole had begun rocking her hips more and more and was taking a more active role in the finger fucking. Suddenly she whispered, "Oh Mike, that's the spot. Keep your hand right there." Hearing the sexuality of her voice at this moment completely turned Mike on. He had heard her voice many thousands of times over the past few years, but it had never sounded like that. He concentrated his massage to that small area and really began to watch Mrs. Cole's reaction.

Very quickly Mrs. Cole again spoke, this time with more urgency in her voice, "Fuck me faster, Mike." He did as commanded and greatly increased the speed of his finger fucking. At this point his whole hand was covered with her pussy juice. He felt Mrs. Cole's pussy clench around fingers and her body suddenly tightened. Through clenched teeth she cried, "Ohhhh yes." Her pussy spasmed around Mike's fingers and he knew that she was cumming. He continued to finger fuck her as she came and then slowed the fucking as she regained her composure.

The room was silent for a few moments except for the sound of Mrs. Cole's heavy breathing as she tried to regain her breath. She reached down and took hold of Mike's hand around his wrist and removed it from her pussy. She slowly brought his hand up to Mike's mouth and said softly, "Taste it. Taste me." Mike did as instructed, slowly and uncertainly at first, but then with more enthusiasm as he realized that he enjoyed the taste. Mrs. Cole almost purred as she watched Mike clean off his hand. When he finished she released his hand and stood up. She stepped out of her nylons and panties and pulled her skirt down. She picked up her underwear and walked over to her desk. Mike was still kneeling on the floor with his own pants and boxers around his ankles. His dick was semi-rigid at this point as he watched Mrs. Cole. She stood at her desk with her back to him for a few seconds and then said, "I think you should probably go."

Mike didn't know what he expected her to say, but that wasn't it. He stuttered a quick, "Uhh, OK." He stood and quickly got dressed. Mrs. Cole walked around behind her desk and sat in her chair. Mike thought he noticed her quickly glancing at him, but every time he looked at her she would look away. Mike gathered his coat and book bag and, with one last look back at Mrs. Cole, he left her room.

As he walked toward home his head was spinning. He couldn't believe the encounter he just had, but he was also puzzled at the way it had ended. He had expected a good-bye kiss or something but instead had basically been dismissed. Had Mrs. Cole played him and used him as a sexual pawn to get herself off, or had the whole thing been a wonderful spontaneous moment? The whole rest of the weekend was basically spent either trying to figure out what to do next with Mrs. Cole or masturbating to his memories of Friday. A couple of times he decided to call her, but then would chicken out. What if her husband or son answered the phone? What would he say? He ultimately decided that as much as he wanted to he would have to wait for Mrs. Cole to make the next move.

As she watched Mike leave her classroom Mrs. Gail Cole couldn't believe what she had just let happen. She looked down at the mixture of coffee and cum that covered the front of her shirt and didn't know what to think of herself. On one hand, at 18 Mike was an adult, but on the other hand he was a student and she had just jerked him off in her classroom. Her mind spun with thoughts of what she had just risked-her job, her marriage, and her reputation. She heard the janitor heading down the hall and realized she needed to leave. How could she face the janitor looking like she did with her room smelling like to brothel? She stuffed her nylons and panties into her purse and quickly put on a coat to cover her shirt and made her way out to her car.

As she drove home she was surprised at how sexy she felt. She felt like she had a dirty secret that nobody else knew. At home she pulled into her garage and entered her empty house. Her son, her only child, was away at college and only returned home periodically. Her husband had been working a lot of late hours so she knew she would be alone for a while. She drew herself a bath and as she soaked she reflected on her encounter with Mike. She was embarrassed that she had acted so unprofessionally with a former student, but the idea that an 18 year old man wanted her turned her on greatly. She had noticed that Mike's dick was nearly erect when she "dismissed" him and knew that that sort of recovery wasn't possible in her husband or other men her age. She started to wonder what it would be like to actually fuck that 18 year old dick and see how many times he could get hard and make her cum. She stopped herself from that thought and realized she needed to figure out what to do about Mike. She felt bad about sending him away so abruptly earlier, but she didn't know what else to do. She knew she had to talk with him on Monday, but didn't know exactly what needed to be said.

Her husband arrived home later that evening and Gail greeted him in his favorite lingerie. For the rest of the weekend Gail and her husband fucked like a couple of newlyweds.

Mike walked to school on Monday dreading what might happen. How should he react when he passed Mrs. Cole in the hallway? Wouldn't everyone see something was going on by his body's reaction to her? He got to school and quietly went through the day. For her part Gail decided to stay in her room to avoid running into Mike before they could talk. She didn't go out between classes and ate her lunch at her desk. Unsure of if Mike would continue his after school visits she had sent a message to him through the office requesting he come to her room immediately after school.

Mike was handed the note just before his last class. It read simply, "Mrs. Cole has requested you come to her room immediately after school today." It was signed by the vice-principal. The last class of the day was a waste as Mike couldn't stop thinking about what was going to happen after school that day. The last bell rang and Mike went directly to Mrs. Cole's room.

He entered her room and shut the door behind him to try and give them some privacy. Gail immediately apologized to Mike for how she ended things on Friday and that helped put Mike somewhat at ease. Gail continued, "I did a lot of thinking over the weekend and had initially decided that we should end our tutoring sessions. However, upon further thought I realized that since you will be starting college soon perhaps it would be best to change the focus of our tutoring sessions to best prepare you for the challenges that you will face there. Many freshmen in college are overwhelmed by college life and the classwork and cannot handle it. I know that you are very bright and will probably have no problems, but I would feel better if you allow me to try to get you as prepared as I can for college. What do you think?"

As Mike listened he tried to understand exactly what she was saying. Since he entered her room she hadn't said anything about their encounter that would seem odd if overheard by someone else. Her question about tutoring also would not sound odd to an outsider, however Mike was particularly interested in the way she emphasized certain phrases and couldn't help but think that the entire question was a coded way of asking him if he wanted to continue their newly established sexual relationship. Hoping he wasn't way off base he thought about his answer and said, "I think that sounds great. I really appreciate the extra effort that you are offering to put into our tutoring sessions." As he said that Mrs. Cole smiled seductively at him and he was sure that he hadn't misread the situation. Mike continued, "When do you think we should begin?"

Gail was very pleased by Mike's answer. She wondered if Mike had viewed Friday as just a chance to get some experienced pussy and would now be more interested in girls his own age. Hearing his response and watching his body language made it clear to her that he was still very interested in her. She told him that they shouldn't continue their sessions in a high school setting because she wanted to get him in a college frame of mind. This was her plan for trying to avoid anymore trysts at work that could potentially get her fired. Mike agreed and they decided to meet Friday evening after school and that she would take him on a quick tour of the local college campus. They parted with a simple handshake but they both were looking forward to the potential this new "tutoring" arrangement held.

She hadn't been sure what she was going to say to Mike until he had arrived. She had rehearsed many things but ultimately decided to let her emotions and gut reaction lead the way. Gail was glad she had figured a way to get the relationship out of the school setting. However, she still wasn't sure what to do about her husband. They had a fairly open relationship in that they had tried just about everything sexually at some point. They worked hard to keep their sex life from becoming stale and had even sometimes "talked dirty" to each other about introducing a 3rd person into their bed, but they had never once even come close to actually making that a reality. Gail decided that, for the time being, Mike would be her dirty little secret. She wasn't happy with keeping secrets from her husband, but she knew this was a chance to play sexual teacher to a virile 18 year old and she didn't want to miss the chance to watch Mike grow from a boy into a man.

The week seemed to drag. Hours seemed like days. Finally Friday arrived and when the bell rang the Mike almost ran up to Mrs. Cole's room. She greeted him very professionally and asked if he was ready. He could barely contain his excitement as he said yes and they headed out to her car. As she drove them to the local college she began to tell him about how most students fail at college not because of the classwork but because of the new lifestyle and freedom, both sexual and otherwise. She said her goal was to try and expose him to as many aspects of the college lifestyle as possible so he wouldn't be surprised or be tempted to skip his studies when he got to college. As she was saying this she pulled into one of the parking lots at the local campus and got out of the car. For the next hour she showed Mike around campus and gave him many important pieces of information about what to do when he arrived at college.

When they returned to her car Mike thought he noticed her mood change slightly. She began talking again about college life and how she felt it was particularly the sexual freedom of it that caused the most problems for freshman who are unprepared. Gail explained that kids who have lived under mom and dad's roof are suddenly totally free and able to date and/or fuck as much as they want and that sometimes kids can get totally sucked into that if they haven't been prepared. Mike wasn't sure where she was going with this, but he was very aroused to hear her talking so openly about sex. She asked if he understood and he said, "I think so."

"Good," she replied. "Now it was my impression from last week that you haven't had much experience sexually with women. Is that correct?"

Mike nodded.

"See, I think that could be a problem for you next year. There are going to be a lot of women out to get into as many guy's pants as possible and someone with no experience can get overwhelmed and lose their way."

Mike asked, "So, what can we do about that?" He knew it sounded cheesy, but he had to know where Mrs. Cole was heading with this.

Gail looked directly into Mike's eyes and said, "I think that in the time we have left I want to give you as much experience as I can." Mike nearly came in his pants when she said that to him. The woman who had been the object of many of this fantasies had basically just said that she wanted to fuck him as many times as she could before he went away to college.

Mike weakly replied, "That sounds great." Gail laughed at the complete lameness of his reply and pulled out of the parking lot. She headed the car to a deserted area that she and her husband sometimes used for quickies in the car when her son was younger and at home with a sitter. She hoped that the area hadn't changed and was happy to see that it was as desolate as ever when she got there. She pulled the car off between a couple of big bushes and told Mike to get in the backseat.

As she climbed in the backseat she leaned over and started to lick Mike's ear. She gently flicked his lobe with her tongue and ran her tongue along all the folds of his ear. Mike groaned at this unexpected advance. Gail kept this up for a brief time and then moved her lips very close to Mike's ear and whispered very softly, "It's time for your first lesson."

With that she leaned over Mike's lap and started to unbuckle his pants. Mike helped and quickly they had removed his pants and boxers so that he was naked from the waist down. Gail again bent over his lap and started kissing and licking Mike's thighs. She savored the tightness of his flesh and the way he reacted to everything she did to him. All week she had fantasized about having his hard cock in her mouth and she couldn't wait any longer to make that a reality. With a slight shift in her position her head was positioned at the end of his stiff cock. Just before she bent down to take him into her mouth Gail made eye contact with Mike and said, "Don't worry about cumming. Just let yourself go and enjoy what I am doing to you."

As soon as she finished speaking she parted her lips slowly and wrapped them around the very tip of Mike's cock. She tickled the tip briefly with her tongue and could already taste his pre-cum. She removed her mouth and moved her head underneath Mike's cock. She began to gently kiss and lick the underside of this cock from the tip to his balls. She tried to continue this treatment to his balls but couldn't get to them properly form this position so she returned to the tip. Without wrapping her lips around him Gail licked the tip of his cock with her tongue. She licked the tip for a while and paid particular attention to the tender spot directly under the tip. When she felt he had had enough of this treatment she again parted her lips and lowered her head onto him. This time she didn't just stop at the tip and took several inches of him into her mouth. Gail was in heaven. In all her wildest fantasies she never imagined that she would have an 18 year old boy to live out her every sexual whim, but then here she was with his cock in her mouth.

Gail started to bob her head up and down and really give Mike a proper blow job. As she started her lips would barely touch his shaft so all he felt was the lightest of touches and the warmth of her mouth. She gradually increased the tightness of her mouth and the pace with which she bobbed her head.

Mike couldn't believe how amazing Mrs. Cole's mouth felt. He had to work hard to not cum all over her tongue when she was licking the tip of his cock, but this was too much to stand. He desperately wanted to open his eyes and watch Mrs. Cole work, but he was so close to the edge that he knew the sight of her would be too much to take. He could feel her increasing the pressure on him with her lips and could only throw back his head and groan. He wanted it to last forever but he felt his balls tighten and knew he was about to cum. With a loud groan he started cumming into Mrs. Cole's mouth. Mike opened his eyes to see what she would do and saw her quickly move her mouth so only the tip of his cock remained in her warm mouth. She was holding his cock very firmly now between her lips and quickly wrapped her hand around the base of Mike's cock. Mrs. Cole began quickly pumping her hand up and down along Mike's shaft. His cock was coated in her saliva so her hand glided smoothly as she pumped. Mike shot load after load into her mouth. After the first couple of jets he noticed that Mrs. Cole opened her mouth slightly and was letting some of his cum dribble from her mouth back down onto his cock. Her pumping hand quickly smeared the cum along the length of his dick until it was entirely coated with the sticky combination of his cum and her spit. Mike thought he was going to cum forever but eventually his spasms subsided.

Mrs. Cole slowly removed her mouth from him and raised her head to look him in the eyes. They stared into each other's eyes for a few moments and Mrs. Cole very slowly and deliberately swallowed the cum that remained in her mouth. She then very suggestively licked the cum off her lips and cheeks that had been smeared there. She then took the hand that had been wrapped around his cock and brought it up to Mike's lips. Her hand was covered with his cum and at first Mike pulled back. Mrs. Cole raised an eyebrow and said, "Now Mike, for this to continue I need to have a willing student."

Mike leaned forward and took the tip of one of her fingers into his mouth. He was tentative at first but quickly got into his work and soon had completely licked her hand clean. He wasn't sure he enjoyed tasting his cum, but he was in no position to argue with Mrs. Cole.

Not long after Mike had cleaned her hand Mrs. Cole said, "OK, that is your lesson for today. Your next lesson will be in one week at my house. I have written the address and other details on this paper. Your homework for our next session is that you must not play with yourself between now and then. Do you understand?"

Mike quickly agreed and started putting his pants back on. Mrs. Cole drove him to his neighborhood but dropped him off several blocks from his house so his neighbors wouldn't see her. As she stopped the car Mike didn't know what to say so he only said, "Thanks, Mrs. Cole."

Gail laughed out load at his formality and replied, "I think that, as long as we are away from school, you can call me Gail." With that she quickly grabbed his crotch and told him she had to go. Mike stepped out of the car and finished his walk home hoping nobody would notice the huge bulge in his pants.​