[M/F]Married kindergarten mom update! | 2016

So first off, this isn't really going to make a whole lot of sense unless you read the first one, so feel free to check it out here before reading any further http://redd.it/1xbjlv

Secondly, let me just get this out of the way... I just had sex (cue lonely island track) !!!

Sorry for the spoiler, but it's been almost two years, so you'll forgive me if I'm a little excited. Also, if you haven't noticed, this story is long as fuck. I tried to chop it down so it wouldn't be a book. You have been warned. So now the lead up.

This morning I get there pretty earlier, I'm the first one to parent's corner. it takes her FOREVER to show up. I think she shows up like 30 seconds before the bell rings. Anyways we drop the kids off and split. We walk to her car again. This time she's parked on the street. I immediately assume it's too protect herself from me : /

I immediately start apologizing and explain that I never meant to make her do something she didn't feel comfortable with, but that I just think she's an amazing girl that deserves to feel wanted. She starts laughing (?) To my horror, but follows it up with something like...

"Umm, yea... I'm pretty sure I wanted that a hell of a lot more than you did..." I doubt that fact, but I'll give it to her. Then she lays it all on the table. She explains that she's pretty much been attracted to me since the first time she seen me. But while she loves spending time with me and thinks I'm "sexy as hell" (yea!), she'd never leave her husband because she doesn't want her daughter to grow up in a broken home. We continue to talk about where this whole thing is going, and while neither one of us had the answer, she does leave it pretty clear that she values our friendship and had no desire to "cut ties." The conversation gets a little lighter from there and we joke about how risky that shit was and promise to never do anything like that again (public stuff I hope/assume.) I eventually have to leave for work, and while it's especially hard to go this time, I do.

OK, so at this point I'm pretty satisfied with how things turned out. I had thought long and hard about this, and really freaked myself the fuck out. I mean I expected her to say that she never wanted to talk to me again. So when I got a text not even 20 minutes after we'd left the school, I was like 'oh great what now.'

"Too bad you have to go to work today. I'd love to finish what you started...". A pic of her laying in bed showing what looked like freshly shaven lady bits (kind of teasing, not actually showing anything.)

"...I even wore some underwear for you!"

I had given her a hard time about not wearing underwear before, explaining that while I loved the view of those painted on leggings she wore, I also liked some sexy panties from time to time. She had told me that while she indeed did go commando a lot, she pretty much NEVER wore them in the mornings since she either just rolled out of bed and wore what she slept in, or was going straight to the gym. She said she had a ton of nice stuff, but never wore it. What a waste. Anyways, back to the story.

"Don't play games with me, I'll turn this car around right now." I took the next exit in case she was serious. I literally sat in a taco bell parking lot for 5 minute god damn minutes. That's a long time when you're wondering whether you are going to be late to work for absolutely nothing. I figured she was probably trying to work it whether she meant it or not too. Because if she knew, then why the hell did she wait until I left? Whatever, she finally texted me back.

Her address.

With the perceive hesitation, I asked if she was sure. When she said yes, I immediately turned around and called in to work (not the most responsible thing I've done, but I've definitely called in sick for less.) She had told me she lived really close to the school, but I had never been to her house. She wasn't kidding, she was literally like 4 blocks away. When I walked up to the door she opened it hiding behind it. She closed the door behind me as I came in, and I see why she was hiding. She hadn't bothered putting on any clothes, and I seen her beautiful exposed ass cheeks as she turned to close and lock the door.

She had the same thing on as the picture she sent me. A leopard print black bra with a black lace thong. she looked fucking AMAZING. Like the hottest girl I've ever seen, period (I may be a little biased, but still.) I still don't understand how this women had a child. I had honestly considered asking her if her little girl was her's before but didn't want to insult her. I followed her to the kitchen. Short, quick barefooted footsteps on the tile floor. I loved the little bit of ass jiggle as she walked. When she turned and leaned against the counter toward me I instantly got nervous as fuck. My heart was beating like a criminal in a line up. She Spoke first.

"Look, I haven't had sex with anybody other than ______ in like 10 years. So forgive me but I'm pretty damn nervous." (It's not verbatim, but you get the gist). I strangely enough immediately did the math in my head and realized if she was 31 (which she was), that her husband had to have been over thirty when they met, since he was 11 years older than her. Talk about rubbing the cradle.

Anyways I explained I haven't had sex with anybody since my marriage either and that I was probably more nervous than she was. After standing across the kitchen awkwardly for a minute I finally closed the distance. We started kissing.

She seemed a lot shorter being barefoot (the fact that I was wearing my red wings didn't help.) I reached down, cupped her ass, and picked her up. I'm not sure why, but I was surprised on how light she was (superhuman horny strength!) I took a couple steps and placed her on the counter. She immediately tensed, and complained of the cold granite.

She wasn't as aggressive as last time, kissing me a little softer, being a little more playful with her tongue. Her hair was a little damp and her skin a little clammy. She must had taken a shower since this morning. She smelled like soap and coconut (it must have been her shampoo.) Her body warmth felt so nice. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me closer. I'm not sure how long we stayed there drinking each other in, but I had lost my shirt in the process.

"You want to go to the bedroom?" She offered.

I explained that if it was OK with her, I'd rather stay close to the backdoor in case her husband decided to come home early. I figured I could run out the back door and jump the fence if need be (lol sounds like a damn movie.) She reassured me he never missed a chance to be away, but that she didn't mind the kitchen. She pushed me off of her and jumped off the counter jogging to her room. I was a little puzzled as to what I should do when she came back with a condom. I took this as an opportunity to tell her that I was uncut (my mom always taught me to tell girls in advance as to not surprise them. It's not uncommon elsewhere, but in the US, it's not the norm.) She looked at me a with a 'why are you telling me this' face and started kissing me again.

I picked her up by her ass again and put her back on the counter. She didn't waste any time, and immediately started undoing my belt. Even though her body was warm, her fingers still felt a little cold when they wrapped around my shaft. It was all a little surreal. She just felt.... Different. Like I said earlier, she wasn't a stick or anything, she was actually pretty solid, but her waist felt so small in my hands.

She was jerking me pretty furiously. I slid my hands down her hard stomach and rubbed her a bit over her panties a bit returning the favor. It was pretty hot down there. I felt her attention pull from her lips and hand, with them eventually stopping altogether when I slipped a finger in her (I suspected she had worked herself up a bit before I even got there consider how 'lubricated' she was down there). I tried to kiss down her neck and push her back onto the counter but she resisted. When I asked why she didn't want me to go down on her, she just said that she was afraid that she'd orgasm too soon and wanted to feel me inside her first. So at that I grabbed the condom and got to work. She once I had the tip on she kind of stepped in and finished rolling it on. She stopped me as I grabbed her hips.

"It's been awhile since I've had anything up there, so lets take it slow OK?" I thought it was a little strange that she wouldn't have had something to take care of herself, so I asked. She said she had something called a 'bullet' but that it wasn't very big. She usually stuck with that and a little finger action.

I assured her we'd go slow. I kissed her and pulled her panties to the side. She grabbed me, lining us up and I slowly plunged in. God, even with the condom on she felt fucking amazing. We took it pretty slow. She rested her forehead against mine as I pushed into her. She seemed pretty tight, but honestly not to sound dramatic, but it had been so long that I couldn't really remember what it felt like (especially with a condom since we never used them.) Her nails dug into my back pretty hard as I picked up the tempo, but I liked it. She didn't make much noise, other than some heavy breathing. She had her eyes closed. I really like eye contact, so I told her to open them and look at me. I pumped into her face to face for a minute, looking deep into her eyes, kissing her periodically. I wanted to connect with her. Wanted her to know I was completely engrossed in her.

She kept moving her legs around, like she couldn't figure out what she wanted to do with them. She leaned back on her palms and her legs eventually ended up on my shoulders. I put her flexability to the the test and pulled her torso close to mine. Her knees bent back to her shoulders as I slowly fucked her. After a minute or two she asked if she could get on top as she could tell she wasn't going to cum unless she rode me. She jumped off the counter and pulled her panties off as she walked over to the dining room. I'm sure it was quite a contrast between her looking all sexy and me looking stupid, waddling after her with my pants around my ankles.

She sat me in one of the chairs, lined me up with her slit, and set herself down. She leaned back on the table and started grinding. I liked feeling her warm legs and ass slide against me as she moved, feeling her weight on me. But even more than that, I liked watching her move. I reached around and undid her bra, freeing her beautiful breasts. I was a little surprised to see that she had scars underneath them. They were a decent size, but didn't seem implant big. Either way they looked great, very natural.

I was entranced watching her grinding back and forth, alternating between quick and slow, short strides and long. She was probably a great dancer. Before long it had all become too much for me and I was ready to cum. I tried to relax, but I still having a hard time. I eventually let go of her waist and started puling my hair (My last resort. Pain sometimes helps bring me back from the brink.)

It was working.

She postured up not too much longer after that, put her feet on the ground, and pressed her cheek against mine. I gripped her thick ass and really started pulling her into me (having gotten a second wind.) It didn't take long in this position before she was announcing she was close. A few seconds later she slowed, tensed and started pulling the shit out of my hair too(she must have seen me doing it.) I slowed and let her do her thing, as she came on me. Again, other then her holding her breathe for a minute and then exhaling loudly, she didn't really make much noise.

She kind of just sat there for a minute, just kind of wiggling around slightly with a little smirk on her face.

"What?" I asked as she stared at me.

She said that was the first time in over 5 years that she'd had a vaginal orgasm (probably before her daughter was born.) We kissed a little while I rubbed her down a bit.

She asked if I wanted her to finish me off with a bj, or wanted to keep going. I opted to keep going, but it was pretty apparent that she was pretty much done and was just finishing the job at this point. So I walked her back into the kitchen, leaned her over the counter and slid in.

I fucked her pretty hard at this point. Between being able to reach around and grope her tits, and watching the ripples of her ass as I pumped away, I was way turned on and it didn't take long before I was ready to cum again. I considered asking if I could pull out and cum on her ass, but I don't like rejection so I just came inside the condom. I turned her around and we kissed for another minute as I went soft, before she grabbed some paper towels and we cleaned up.

After that she threw some clothes on and just kind of held each other on the couch. We didn't talk much really. I mostly played with her hair and we kissed a little. I found myself wishing this was my house and my wife.

But it isn't.

We just kind of hung out until the girls needed to be picked up. I called my mother-in-law and told her I was off (she usually picks up my daughter most of the time when she gets out.) After we picked up the girls we said bye and I went home like any other day. I can't help but feeling I'm a lot deeper into this that she is. I still don't really know where this goes from here, but I really like this girl and hope this could somehow turn into a real relationship. That's too many moves into the future and I can't really see how that could play out. I mean she doesn't want to break up her home, and I completely get why (I know from experience.) I dunno, just gonna have to see what happens I guess.

Wish me luck.