School Board Chair & Vice Chair Tryst, Part One

A few years back I took a role on the school board at my kids school. The school board chair was named Anna, and by my third year (it was a five year term) I was elected as vice-chair.

Obviously the past year has been a challenge for staff, teachers, parents and students. It also meant more intense meetings and more dedicated time to my position.

I had known Anna for the better part of 25 years. The two of us actually attended the same high school, although she was two years younger than me and we rarely ran in the same circles.

I remember some of the guys in her grade talking about how in high school she was known for wearing g-strings. Having said that, she married her high school sweetheart so I always knew she had had minimal partners.

She was an athlete in our younger days. Captain of the volleyball team, really good basketball player and an all-state performer in track & field. Her active lifestyle hasn’t changed, as she’s still a runner and very much the definition of ‘hot’ mom.

Anna is about 5’7”, with toned, tan legs. Her breasts aren’t huge, but they’re not small by any means. For someone about to turn 42 she still has the ability to turn heads.

Our role on the school board together was very professional. Because of the many difficult challenges prevented by a pandemic, it meant more frequent (Zoom) meetings, emails and texts. It seemed there was always something new that required more discussion.

As chair and vice-chair, we found ourselves texting a lot. Honestly, nothing ever felt out of line, but with the more open dialogue, discussions about our kids, the challenges of dealing with a pandemic and raising a family, I can’t sit here and say we weren’t growing closer together emotionally. But again, it was more as friends than lovers.

Part of our role on the school board is signing diplomas for every graduate. Anna had signed her name to them and I needed to do the same, so one day I swung by her house in the middle of the day to get it done.

Since the beginning of the pandemic she had been working full-time from home. Both her kids were at school and her husband works construction. At no point did it enter into my mind that was going to be the day we end up fucking each other’s brains out.

Her family has a really nice home on about 10 acres in the country. Their place is only about 20 minutes from my office, so I headed there over my lunch break.

She answered the door wearing a t-shirt and running shorts. Her boobs looked perfect as the thin fabric clung to them, while her tanned legs looked spectacular all the way down to her red-painted toes. She looked like an athlete, with her hair in a pony.

“I feel underdressed,” she joked. “Here you are in your nice khakis and polo and I’m looking like a slob.”

She hardly looked like a slob. I loved what was before me.

“Just one of the advantages of working from home,” I responded.

We stood around the center island and made small talk. Nothing seemed out of line, and I don’t even think I’d call our discussion flirting in any way.

“Why don’t you go ahead and start signing these diplomas. I’m going to go change into something more appropriate,” she announced.

I sat down and started signing. I’d probably been going for five minutes when I heard her behind me.

“There, this more comfortable and presentable, don’t you think?” she asked.

I turned around to see something I wasn’t expecting at all. There stood Anna, in this sexy, little red g-string with a white tank top. The bra she was wearing had clearly been removed.

“Cat got your tongue?” she asked, my mouth watering to the sight in front of me.

“I….I….don’t know what to say,” I told her.

“Well, I’ve been resisting the urge to come on to you for over a year,” she said walking towards me. “Are you saying this attempt will be futile?”

She really didn’t give me an opportunity to answer. I stood out of my chair and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. There we were, the chair and vice-chair of the school board officially starting an affair and cheating on our spouses.

Our kiss was as if both of us were starving. We couldn’t get enough. My hands naturally found my way to her ass cheeks. They felt even better than they looked. Moans rang throughout the house.

“I’m sorry,” she told me as she dropped to her knees. “I’ve been sexually neglected by my husband for so long that I just can’t resist the urge anymore.”

That kind of explained it. Truthfully, it had been the same way with my wife and I for the past several months. I found myself sneaking away just to get off, while the two of us slowly drifted apart sexually.

Anna looked directly into my eyes as she undid my belt, unbuttoned my pants and freed my growing cock from my briefs.

“Mmmm,” she hummed. “This is what I’ve been missing.”

I could only let out loud sigh. She didn’t tease me, but rather swallowed my member into the back of her throat. I was blown away, literally, at the feeling. Instinctively I started fucking her mouth with my cock.

“That feels so good, Anna,” I encouraged her. “But I need you to stop.”

When I said that, I think she thought I meant we needed to stop, because a look of disappointment came over her face. That look didn’t last long. I swiped the diplomas off the table and had her lay back. I wanted to taste her pussy.

Her tank top was removed, revealing just spectacular b-cup mom boobs. I peeled her g-string off and was greeted by one of the sweetest and most beautiful pussies I’d ever seen. She had clearly done laser hair removal, and the insides of her thighs were soaked.

“Somebody is excited,” I remarked.

“You have no idea,” she said panting.

I didn’t waste any time and got to work. Her thighs squeezed my head to the point I could hardly breathe with my tongue pressed to her clit. I thought she might pull out fistfuls of my hair when she came just moments later.

“Jesus Christ, Jason!” she exclaimed. “I haven’t had an orgasm like that in forever.”

I couldn’t stop licking her pussy and juices. The scent. The taste. I was overwhelmed. Her body soon started to shake and she was overtaken by another violent orgasm.

“I need that cock inside me,” she commanded.

I didn’t argue. I stood and guided my cock to her wet hole, pressing slightly. We both let out loud sighs as I entered her.

“Fuck, your pussy is tight,” I panted. “I don’t think I’m going to last long.”

And I didn’t. I’m almost embarrassed to say that it was maybe 20 pumps at the most before I reached that point.

“You can cum inside me,” she shouted, as her tits jiggled and she laid back on the table. “I’m safe.”

Then I released inside her. Stream after stream of my sticky cum. As I shook pumping into her she orgasmed again.

That afternoon we ended up fucking two more times. We did doggystyle right on their living room floor, before finishing up with her straddling me on the couch.

When we finally finished we gathered up those diplomas and I finished signing them. Then we shared one more passionate kiss in the entry way to her home.

“We probably shouldn’t allow this to happen again,” she said.

I was a little disappointed to hear that, but reluctantly, I agreed. “You’re right,” I said. “But that was a blast!”

One more kiss and I excused myself. The whole drive home I tried to comprehend what had just happened. It almost felt like a dream.

That night just before bed I got a text. It was from Anna and read, “look how red my pussy is from the pounding you gave me earlier.” Attached was a picture of her in the bathtub at home.

Before I could even respond, she texted again. “Forget what I said when you left today. I think we have to do that again.”

I agreed. Now here we are three months later still being wild and adventurous.

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