I’ve been having an affair with a married teacher since the spring – no innocent drunken party flirtation that went too far, the teacher came out and told me she wanted to have sex with me and asked if I was interested. The teacher is cute as hell – mid 30s, maybe 5’2″, dark curly hair, glasses, not exacly curvy but surprisingly busty when she’s not wearing a hoodie. I was very interested.
She felt obligated to explain her situation (the only sex in the last year involved the phrase “just get yourself wet”), I took her home and we definitely had chemistry. She left at three in the morning with a kiss and an “again?”
I’m a night owl working from home so I was still asleep on the Tuesday morning a couple of months ago when I woke up to the keypad to my door beeping, the teacher letting herself in, stripping as she headed for my bed. “I called in a sub for the morning but I still have to go in.” Before she climbed under the comforter with me she put her glasses on my nightstand and set an alarm to make sure she was out of bed in time to get dressed and get to work.