My teacher and I

The day that I had been waiting for had finally arrived when my history teacher invited me to her house because I had earned her appreciation by being the best in class. She has very beautiful eyes, plump lips, and a monumental body, measuring one seventy and having no children. Her husband is also a teacher. On that day, she left us a task, finishing the class, she said: MAESTRA: Hello Omar, how are you? Do you want to go to my house for dinner? I'd like to introduce you to my husband. I've talked a lot about my favorite student. What do you say? OMAR: Yes, of course, why not, it will be a pleasure to meet your husband. MAESTRA: Then I'll leave the address and we'll see each other at 8. OMAR: Yes, let's see. At that moment, I went with a friend who sells drugs, he gave me a powder that said would leave anyone speechless and their body wouldn't move, and if you mixed it with alcohol, they would sleep completely and forget everything the next day. I paid him very little because he had saved my life from an assault and owed me one. I went to change and headed to her house, rang the doorbell, and she opened it: MAESTRA: Hello Omar, what a pleasure you've come! OMAR: No, your address is very close to mine. MAESTRA: That's good, but come in. It was a very beautiful and spacious house. MAESTRA: I'd like to introduce you to my husband, my love. The one you're talking about is a young man very dedicated, Omar is Roberto, my husband. ROBERTO: Omar, it's a pleasure to meet you, and I'm also glad that you get along so well with my wife. OMAR: The pleasure is mine, sir, your house is very beautiful. ROBERTO: Thank you. MAESTRA: Let's go to the table, dinner is served. Then we headed to the table and focused on eating, talking about strategies for better studying all through dinner, and I thought it surprised them both. Dinner ended and we went to the living room. ROBERTO: Omar, do you want a drink? I don't like to brag, but I make very good rum. OMAR: Yes, that's fine, I'll accompany you to see how you make it. we're still talking now about more intimate things like family after a few drinks I said: OMAR: Let me go, I'll observe how you do it and I'll do the same Then I went to the kitchen and prepared it, put half the powder in it and the best part was that the teacher hadn't taken anything OMAR: if it goes well for Robert then I'll try it too I tasted it and it seemed to like it, I suppose the powder gave it a good flavor After that we started talking and we realized that her husband had fallen asleep and I offered to take him to his bed and in his room I looked for his things and found his house keys, returned with the teacher MAESTRA: excuse me, this never happens I suppose he got drunk because you liked him OMAR: if so, excuse me, he wouldn't like it if I prepared a tea for him MAESTRA: if that's okay Me I'll go to the kitchen and prepare it and put what was left of the powder in it and give it to him MAESTRA: hummm what good tea, it turned out very tasty I suppose even the tea got a good flavor OMAR: well, I think I'm going now, it's a bit late, until tomorrow I went out for a 5-minute walk then returned to her house. I entered and there was no one but the bathroom light was on and I saw the teacher trying to put on two-piece pajamas, she put them on but then vomited and stained the top part and took it off with very little energy and wrapped herself in a towel Then I said OMAR: Teacher needs help I turned around to see and said MAESTRA: Omar what are you doing here OMAR: I just came back for something I forgot MAESTRA: well, since you found that thing, I ask you to leave then tried to leave but I crossed my way and didn't let her pass MAESTRA: what are you doing get out of the way OMAR: let me help you, teacher And in time I took away the towel and she reacted quickly tried to cross her arms but I held her arms and only lowered her head to try to cover her breasts with her hair and couldn't pull because she had no energy, wrapped her body around her and stamped on the wall kissing her neck and pressed my member against her, when suddenly it jerked very hard but she fell and I on top of her then I started kissing her breasts, she was trying to tell me to stop but couldn't speak, so I picked her up and took her to the living room and put her on the carpet, I took off the bottom part of her pajamas, now that she was completely naked I started getting ready to make love only began to caress and kiss her whole body with a lot of tenderness for about 5 minutes later I realized the teacher was already very wet and twisted from excitement then it was when I started penetrating her and all I saw was her closing her eyes after I came tried to lift her up and later to finish in front of an armchair she leaned back on her forearms and I started caressing her glutes and thighs and started making her have anal sex at 15 minutes I came again I heard a loud moan that echoed throughout the house and fell asleep, rested a bit and cleaned everything, washed her whole body, dressed the teacher in another one of her pajamas she had in her room, washed her other pajama and the bathroom because it was all dirty when she vomited, took her to her bed next to her husband and covered her, returned her keys to her husband and I left satisfied. The next day at school after history class the teacher told me to stay because she wanted to talk to me I got so nervous that even changed color Maybe that sex didn't work and she remembers everything if it is like that I'm going to leave like in a fair TEACHER: Omar, would you believe that I don't remember anything about what happened yesterday only when my husband fell asleep OMAR: No, I don't remember that I took her to her bed we talked for a bit and I left until I got to the door TEACHER: No, I don't remember anything my husband neither and he asks forgiveness for what happened OMAR: It's okay, it happens to everyone Two months later the teacher told me she was pregnant and congratulated me, still with the Regret for what I did