One could definatly say I was surprised, and yet with the aroused state I was in, I wasn't surprised at the same time. Though I smirked and wrapped my arms around her picking her up a bit kissed her back fully a moment before releasing her.
" I was hoping to speak to you about scheduling problems."
The students seeing my hands rubbing my wife's ass as I did.
As Steve lifted me slightly and kissed me back, I smiled and wondered what the students would think. Then I felt his hand on my ass rubbing it, I had to laugh. Now the students would think what a crazy couple we were!
"Well.. Sexual relationships, aren't always 'loving' relationships, I guess. And.. loving relationships aren't always... sexual." Josie speaks. I asked Steve to wait a few minutes before turning to Josie,
"Very interesting, indeed. Take our relationship here, for example... I mean, some of you may know that we have an open marriage, of course. Would you consider our relationship to be a loving AND sexual relationship or just a sexual relationship?" I asked, "Be bold and tell me what you think, I won't fail you! Just interested in your thoughts."
With that, I put my arm around Steve's neck and laid my head on his shoulder, waiting for some students' replies.
I couldn't help but chuckle at that one... my hands wrapping around her as I chuckled.
" Turning our relationship into an english discussion of Shakesphere again?"
I asked easily, even as I rubbed her arms I looked to our students curiously, wondering what they thought... my beautiful wife though could feel my cock rubbing against her ass, as I held her.
Josie frowned thinking. She knew she was talking too much. But this class was interesting. And the teacher was.. well.. making it intriguing.
"What exactly is an 'open marriage'?" She asked. Josie knew of 'troubled marraige'. That was the kind you didn't talk about. Like her parents. Or 'Happily Married'. Like what her girlfriends swooned over. But.. Open?
"What exactly is an 'open marriage'?" Josie asked.
"Well, I think I better let Steve answer that one....." and I turned to Steve, and asked, "Darling?"
As he held me from behind, I could feel his cock rubbing against my ass cheeks and I smiled. But at the same time, I wasn't sure if that was me making his cock getting a hard-on or whether if it was Josie. Either way, I didn't mind.
I smiled slightly at her, I wasn't a shy one, neither of us were. We were happily married.
" All right dear. We trust in one another, love one another so strongly, that we do not mind if our partners have sex with other people. Love is unconditional... just because Ms. Banks may want pleasure when I cannot give it to her, does not mean she doesn't love me anymore."
I looking to the students, knew that the frank talk would set them into an uncomfortable state, but also would be interesting to see their responses!
Looking up, she watched the couple. His hands wandering over Ms Banks. Both of them seeming very comfortable in the amount of affection they showed one another in front of the room.
Sex was.. hidden. Not shared. The very idea made Josie lick her lips as she pondered what he said.
"So.. in this case.. Sex is.." Josie tilted her head, nervously tucking her hair behind her ear. "Sex is.. a gift. Something you share with others."
It was an intriguing thought. Though she knew it was wrong to think it, her mind wandered. Trying to imagine what that would be like. To just.. share yourself.
"Sex is.. a gift. Something you share with others."
"Oh.. I never thought of sex like that before... a gift! I quite like the idea!" I said, smiling.
"Yes, to be honest with you, I've never taken part in a group or a threesome where my husband was involved. Usually it was watching him having sex with others and him watching me and visa versa," I paused, before continuing, "We strongly believe in keeping our sex life separate from that other life of sharing the gift of sex onto others, like you mentioned, Josie."
I asked, not knowing the new students all yet, though was already imagening 'sharing' sex with her! Though I smiled.
" That is only the case when you are able to know that you can fuck someone else, and share with them pleasure, while you go back to those you love and face them with a straight face. After all, you should never hurt your partner, and most importantly, you should never hurt your lover."
I let my hand slide up, and brush against a breast, even as I smiled and turning my head gently kissed the side of my wife's neck affectionatly.
She was very obviously in the wrong class. Things like this weren't talked about. Not in.. English class. Not.. anywhere.
Josie set down her pencil, starting to gather up her notes. She'd made a mistake. She would just excuse herself, and sort it out. She wasn't cut out for this sort of...
Her name came across the man's lips, causing her actions to stop. Josie looked up, nodding almost imperceptibly. His words shocking her. At the same time, rooting her to her seat.
...able to know that you can fuck someone else, and share with them pleasure, while you go back to those you love...
Josie's breath grew shallow at the thought. Swallowing as she watched his hand trace slowly up Ms Banks blouse, lingering over her breast. Watching his head dip as he kissed the woman's neck.
Finding her voice, it came out fainter. Less sure.
"You just.. watch? Thats not.. wrong?"
Clearing her throat, Josie looked down. She should go. Her parents were right. She didn't belong in the 'real world'.
"I think I have.. the wrong class. I.." She stood, gathering her books. Casting an apologetic look over at Andrew. "Im sorry to have intruded.. "
I looked to Josie, even as I shook my head easily. I could tell that she was feeling that she was 'out of her comfort zone'. " No, nothing is wrong about watching those you love receive the pleasure they deserve." I noticing that she was getting up... Myself and my wife blocked the doorway, and I wasn't moving. Though when she got up I looked right at her.
"Josie, sit down, you are in college to learn about the world, even literature gives you a way of looking at everyday issues."
My voice firm and strong, demanding, not giving her an option.
She expected them to move. To step aside as she stepped down the desks of students towards them. Instead, firm eyes met her unsure gaze.
..pleasure they deserve...
His words hung in the air about her head. How did one come to deserve that? To..
Josie shook her head, clearing it of thoughts she knew she shouldn't be having. Looking at him as he told her to sit down again. To learn about the world.
It was why she was here. Weren't those the very words she spat, when she took off. That she'd figure it out for herself. 'Learn about the world' her way.
Hugging her book to her chest, Josie looked up again at Ms Banks and her husband. So sure, in this room full of students. So.. open.
"Alright." She took a breath, setting determination on a shakey front. "Ok.. Everyday issues." She nodded sitting down again.
"Like being well out of your comfort zone. Wanting to run from it." Josie took a breath. "Whats this play say about that?"
I smiled slightly, even as I looked to her and listened to her closely. I could hear the hint of fear in her voice, or was it something more, that she was almost panicked?
"Like being well out of your comfort zone. Wanting to run from it." Josie took a breath. "Whats this play say about that?"
I looked to my wife though smiled to her.
" That is easy. After all it is like anything else. Most of Shakesphere is about confronting demons, whether within yourself, or in others. Is that not what you are doing right now Josie?"
Of course I was calm, we had been open about our relationship. I smiled to Josie though and added easily. I was so confident, so calm.
" Every new experience is something to get used to... do you remember dear the first time I watched you with another man?"
I smiling easily, even as I looked around the room.
While all this was going on, Walther was still sitting in his office dreaming about sex. Plain and simple. He thought about the one time he fucked Ms. Banks, while her husband was watching. That was pretty exciting, since only five minutes after cleaning up and putting clothes back on, some parent came by to ask something. It'd never been that close.
Now he wished he would have anybody to fuck. His secretary was too ugly, he didn't like her. At least she did what he told her. But the hope for a good fuck stayed in his mind.
in the class only thing i was focus in was her tits i cant make my eye go to any wher els
a saw her talk to Chris and asked him to flow her to her offic
i want to tlke to her but alwes i be froz with girls psecialy when she so hot like her,i stope my hand from tach her tits
Josie nodded from her seat, looking down at her paper. Every new experience is something to get used to.'
She looked up at his smile, looking about the room. No one else seemed all that concerned about this. Perhaps she could pull this off. If it was the 'norm'. If it was 'the real world', then.. maybe she could do this.
Taking a breath, Josie looked back at the man, still caressing Ms Banks. "Well thats just it, isn't it?" She asked boldly. "My demons, don't seem to be yours. So what is a demon? What makes what I know to be wrong.. 'Right' with you? How do you.. "
Her cheeks continued their flush, the intrigue held her more than she was willing to admit. Was it really that easy to be... open?
"How do you get from demon to.. desire?"
The words left her mouth, before she thought on them. She'd actually just asked that. As shame creeped over her, Josie picked her head up. As embarrassed as she was, Josie wanted to know. There was something very tempting, in confronting that demon.
"How do you get from demon to.. desire?"
I looked to her, curious about her question, truly I was. She was an interesting young woman, I could tell that she was curious about the kind of lifestyle that we led.
" Each person has their own demons Josie. Everyone has what they think is wrong, but bodilly pleasure is not a demon, the churches teach that it is, and yet the pagans celebrate the earth. You need to choose what kind of life you want to."
I looked to her, even as I smiled comfortingly, encourageningly. After all, questions were a good sign... questions showed interest, even if she had been brought up to not think these things, now they were being thrust into her face.
" You are a beautiful young lady, why should you not enjoy the pleasures the body can provide, why shouldn't any person feel such things? Literature gives us a way of looking at the world in the black and white, there is no grey to words, only to what people interpret of them."
I smiling easily, even as I actually let my wife go and stepped into the room, my erection obvious yet I didn't seem to notice at all, as I looked to her and awaited her response. Though now she had to confront the image of a well hung man standing in the middle of the room unashamed.
Jacob sits in the english class and writes down everything that is being said about love and how it is spontaneous. Jacob would give anything for that kind of love, it is something that he seeks, knowing full well that it is out there. It is just a matter of him finding it. Right now he was staring at the opened affection that the two teachers had for one another, it amazed him to see them so loving towards one another. It aroused him in a way, he could feel his cock harden just watching as Mrs Banks shows that opened affectionism towards what Jacob believes to be her husband. He could not take his eyes off of Josie though, she is a thing of beauty. Something that must have fell from the Heavens above. Jacob could not see himself talking to her though, that would be too much for him right there. If only he had enough confidence then he would march right up to Josie and engage in a nice and casual conversation. The only thing that pops into his mind is, would it develop into something more? Something sexual? Jacob shakes his head erasing the thought out of his head, just sitting in this class and hearing talk of sexual relationships and catching a glimpse of the teacher's cleavage sent his hormones crazy. He knew that he needed to release this sexual tension, that is why he is going to hit the gym after his classes.
Jessica Allen
Age: 19
Student, just transferred in from Ireland. Has no idea of the true nature of the school due to improper research done.
See sig below to know how she looks, pale skin, red hair, big brown eyes...
Jessica swore under her breath as she entered the lecture hall, late. She reddened as she opened the doors and all eyes fell on the student who came to class late. She stammered, "S-s-sorry, truly sorry. I'm new in town and I got lost. I'm usually never late, I promise." she said in her Irish lilt as she tried to sneak into the room and hide in the last seat in the back corner. As she sat down she felt something odd beneath her and stood to find she'd sat in chewing gum, "Bloody hell!" she hissed as she scraped the gum off of the chair with a wad of paper from he bag but there was no way to get it out of her jean mini-skirt and she felt stupid as some were still looking her way so she apologized again and sat down hoping she hadn't missed too much.
Josie thought about his words. Nodding slightly as she looked at her page. She knew he was right in one respect. Everyone had things they thought were wrong. They weren't always the same.
Her parents thought she was wrong, for wanting to live her own life. For leaving behind the comfortable lifestyle she'd been given, in favour of discovering herself. And it seemed now, she was getting a lot more discovery than she bargained for.
You need to choose what kind of life you want to.
She'd made that choice. She was here. And being a scared little girl, in a woman's body, was not going to get her any further towards that choice.
Josie watched as he stepped from behind Ms Banks, her eyes automatically flowing down where she had no right to look. Something inside her stirred, as she tried to look away. Drawing her eyes around the room, nervously catching the gaze of another young man a few seats away.
"I.." She'd felt this sensation before, and always distracted herself from it. Though in a room full of people, Josie felt awkwardly alone. Trapped in the quickened pulse, and the heated blood seeping through her veins.
"Im not beautiful. Im.. smart." Josie said automatically. Her gaze focusing on the young man that had turned away. Something to look at, other than the very thing that was making her flush so deeply.
"...and I don't need those things. Demons or not, those pleasures are not for.. people like me."
Looking back to her paper, Josie stared at the few words written there. She now knew what she was doing after class. There was a track here. And she was going to run it. As hard and fast as she possibly could. Until all she could think about was catching her breath. Nothing more, than the very act of breathing.
I nodded to her easily, even as I shrugged easily. I simply smiled.
" Your here on a running scholarship, aren't you Josie?"
I curious, even as I looked to her, she had no idea I was the physical education instructor, and that whether she liked it or not, eventually she would fall for him, he had met women like her before. He seemed to know alot more then a single man should, though then again he WAS a teacher here.
Josie nodded. Grateful for the change in topic. Regretful of it at the same time.
"I am. I took it on an off chance. Against my better judgement.. so I'm told. Im.. not really supposed to be in this class, but my homeschooling, didn't amount to the credits I needed to get in. So, they're letting me audit a few classes to catch up."
Josie watched the late girl scramble into the room. She was beautiful. She was the kind of girl who knew those sorts of things. Who could probably pass this class without even thinking about it.
I smiled faintly though nodded. " I am the physical Education Director, when you are finished with this class come see me in my office, third floor door 307, and we will speak of your education here."
I smiled easily, even as I looked to her though nodded and turning around walked back to the door, and kissing my wife again smirked to her.
" Enjoy the class my dear."
Before I was gone, for now.