My old Geography teacher is till teaching!

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My old Geography teacher is till teaching!So, this story starts with me back in my hometown visiting some family around Christmas time, I am in my early 30’s and have been moved away for a little while now. I am out in a restaurant having a nice time and I look across the room and I recognize a lady that I just cannot place but I know I know her. After some time, it jumps into my head and I know exactly who it is and I am blown away as it’s my old Geography teacher Mrs. Miller, she is with another lady and a younger boy. I contemplate going over to say hi but I am not the sort to impose and decide not to as the chances of her remembering someone she taught over 15 years ago was pretty slim although she was very nice to me and probably my favorite teacher (if it possible to have one of those). I cannot help myself and keep glancing over and then I realize she is conscious of my attention so decide this is a bit awkward and I really should go over. By this time, I have told the group I am with and they all say go so hi she will probably really like it, so I do.They are right Mrs. Miller is delighted to see an old pupil, she did not remember me at first but once I said my name her face genuinely lit up and we chatted for a while. She introduced me to the people she was with (it really doesn’t matter who they were and I won’t drag this out for the purposes of this story but needless to say they were family so I didn’t was to impose). She did ask me to sit down and I did for literally 10 minutes before making my excuses and saying how wonderful it was to see her and how she had always been my favorite teacher and how wonderful I thought she was – that’s being a bit of a creep I know but I was enjoying seeing her smiling and what harm does a compliment do.During the rest of the night she did look up a few times and we smiled at each other. At one point I went to the restroom and when I come out there was Mrs. Miller standing in the hall waiting for me, she said she was really thrilled to see me and was I in town long as she would get so much pleasure with catching up with an old student for a coffee or a glass of wine. I said I was and that would be great and I took her number. I wasn’t sure at that point if I would bother as I had a tight schedule but again there is nothing wrong in being nice to people.As edirne escort it turns out the last night I was going to be in town seeing an old friend he pulled out on me with a couple of hours before we were meeting so now at a total loose end and being a bit annoyed at my old mate I dialed the number Mrs. Miller (who had signed the card Maureen) had given me. She answered and I told her what had happened and how I felt bad calling without much notice but would love to see her if she was free at all. She said it was no problem and that she totally was. So after a bit of a back and forth on where to meet I said, because I had inconvenienced her, why did I come to the wine bar near where she lived and that was settled. And 2 hours later after a taxi ride to the other side of town I was sitting at the bar when Mrs. Miller (Maureen) walked in. She looked a little different tonight than she had the other day, her short white hair was done nice, she was wearing a short dress that had a low cut V showing a nice cleavage and she certainly had more makeup on. She was about 5 ft 5, medium build with a serious face, very school teacher on that front but she gave me a beaming smile when she saw me which made her look much more attractive. But this was a night out with an old teacher at no point did I see it as a date or anything close, Maureen had a good 15 years on me and I am sure in her head I was still that awkward gangly slightly cheeky pupil, although I was far from that these days as I was tall, fit and in my prime.We had a nice chat over a couple of drinks remembering old students and teachers and her giving me an insight into what really went on in the teachers’ staff room and who liked who and who really hated who etc. I must admit I had been caught looking at her cleavage a couple of times and also now seated her dress had ridden up and grey pantyhoed legs were on display to quite a high water mark which she had made no move to adjust so my focus kept drifting lol. So the conversation got around to our personal lives and she told me she had been divorced from her husband for 3 years now as he had run off with a girl from the office half his age. It was around now that things took a very unexpected change as I had replied with “he must have been mad to leave such a lovely lady like escort edirne you” and she said “ah but I note you didn’t say sexy and the girl from the office was just that” the next words from my mouth sealed the rest of the evening although I can assure you I didn’t actually mean to do that as my response was genuine and “oh no you are very sexy”. Was met with a silence for a short while and she said “thank you that’s really sweet”. It was an uncomfortable moment so I offered to get another drink to break the awkwardness but Maureen said “we could do that or we could go back to my place,” So we left!It was a short walk back to her place but neither of us said a word, Maureen held my arm the whole time but didn’t try and make conversation. We got back to her little cottage, it was nice, clean and tidy and I followed her through to the kitchen. She offered me a drink and I accepted but there was now real tension in the air, she bent down to ger some ice from the freezer and her short dress didn’t leave much to the imagination and the flash of her panties broke my resolve. She still had her back to me but I stepped up behind her and put my arms around her waist she instantly tilted her head back and we kissed passionately our tongues exploring. I moved 1 hand up and cupped her breast and the other slipped down and was on her legs and drifting up her dress. Maureen broke the embrace and said “let’s go to the bedroom” so again I did what my old geography teacher said. We continued the kissing in the bedroom, this short dress was making thing very easy as with her arms up around my neck it rose up and I had the freedom of her legs and her nylon clad buttox that were pleasantly firm. We flopped on to the bed and we resumed kissing and fondling with me exploring her tits and then rubbing her pussy through her nylons but I am not sure why I didn’t pluck up the courage to remove any of her clothing, I think even now the teacher thing was still there so it took Maureen to eventually move down and start to undo my jeans. She sat there on my legs and was rubbing my cock through my shorts before she eased them down and my erection sprung out. She looked at me and raised her eyebrows before leaning down and taking me in her mouth. I lay there watching her head bob up and down giving me a really nice edirne escort bayan blow job for some time. I had unzipped her dress and when she come up for air I took control. I removed her dress, then her Bra, her breasts were nice and I of course sucked her nipples while she wriggled out of her hose and panties all in one go. She lay on her back and opened her legs revealing a beautiful patch of fine white hair and I climbed on top and pushed inside her. She may not have been a super model figure or looks but she was as sexy as hell and she rose up with every thrust and she made a lovely purring sound of pleasure each time. I don’t know how long we spent like this as time fly’s when you are having fun but I don’t think either of us felt the need to switch position and I know Maureen “Mrs Miller” come very heavily at some point and then I was not far behind.We lay on the bed afterwards for some time neither of us saying much before Maureen leant over and kissed me on the cheek and said “thank you, it has been 3 years and that was wonderful”. She cuddled in and we lay there recovering and comfortable, I was gently stroking her arm as she curled up next to me and her hand was gently rubbing my thigh. It was nice and relaxed and easy, she was no longer my ex-school teacher but a sexy mature lady in my arms – unfortunately or fortunately another part of my anatomy was also thinking the same and started to rise again. From her view with her head on my chest Maureen must have had a perfect view of this phenomenon as no sooner that it was at full sail she reached across and started stroking it. Her face turned to mine and again we kissed passionately, I cupped her breast and teased her nipple which resulted in her pulling me towards her, so I took my cue and I rolled on top and entered her again. This was met with similar enthusiasm as the first time, actually a bit more as she met each one of my thrusts with one of her own. I really wanted to give her a good time, so I pulled her down the bed so that I was standing and put my arms under her knees to lift her legs and to get really deep. She stopped thrusting herself now and just moaned each time I moved, I picked up the pace and she was wild when she came she threw her head back and cried out with pleasure. This was too much for me and I let myself go and a few strokes later and I was joining her.I left later that night and we kept in touch via email but I never did see Maureen again as my life to me to other places and countries, but I will always remember that night with such fondness!

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