0 comments/ 22763 views/ 1 favorites Web Mistress By: webwarrior SARAH As I've grown older, I've notice I've started to become a bit of a dirty old man. Actually, I'm not that old, early 40's. I've been married for 20 years, to the same woman, but our "romantic" lives together have pretty much ceased to exist. Actually it began the day we got married. Before we were married, the sex was great, sometimes 3-4 times a day. But that all seemed to change the day we said our I do's. I had pretty much made my peace with it though. I just figured I was destined to spend my days fantasizing about other women and masturbating to vivid images dancing in my head. That was until I met Sarah. Sarah was a student in my Web Development class. The day I met her was before she started classes. I was called down to the admissions department to talk to a prospective student about our web program. When I walked into the room, my heart skipped a beat. There sat this stunning blonde haired beauty. I could barely speak in her presence. Several months later. I had pretty much forgotten about her until she walked into my class, late. Again, my heart went boom. This continued on for several quarters. She was the kind of girl, when she walked into the room, time would stop for every male in the room. Still, I could barely function around her. I made a conscious effort to spend as little time with her as possible so as not to appear like I favored one student over another. My dept. head had made his desires pretty obvious to the rest of the school. The young good looking girls always did well in his classes. It never did get him anywhere. They always kind of knew he was only paying attention to them for one reason and most of them took advantage of it by flirting just enough to get the good grades. On the other hand, I made sure Sarah didn’t do better than the other students. I had to be completely fair with her grading in order to stay above suspicion. The time came however when Sarah was ready for an internship in web design. There weren’t very many opportunities available where we were so I had her intern with my company. The term started off quite difficult as I had experienced problems with members of her class arguing over control of a class project the term before. She didn’t seem real happy with the way her education was progressing so I tried to find projects for her to work on. It started with some in-class projects I was able to put her in charge of and that seemed to make a difference in her attitude. I started to notice a little more interest in her studies and decided to find another project for her to head up. It was the Student Council that came to my rescue. Up until this time I had spent so much time close to this vision of erotic beauty that I could barely stand being in the same building with her. Still, I was her teacher and she was my student and I was not going to compromise that relationship by doing anything stupid. It was about this time that she finally broke up with her abusive boyfriend. I started spending more time with Sarah as she began working on the website for the Student Council. Emotions started to rise within me and it was all I could do to keep from telling her how crazy in love with her I was. This was nuts, I was a married man with two children. I had never been tempted like this ever before. I had to get these feelings under control but the more time I spent with her the more I wanted her. Maybe it was the fact I hadn’t had sex with my wife in almost 7 years that made me want her so. I don’t know, but I so badly wanted to take her in my arms and just hold her, be with her, around her, inside her. I wanted to become her so I could be closer to her. But that was crazy. I was 20 years older, married, and didn’t have a chance. She had this pierced tongue that I knew was pierced for one reason only. It drove me nuts sometimes to think about her mouth around my dick. I had access at school to most of the files including the student directories. I would poke around in them as it was my part of my job to make sure nobody was downloading any inappropriate materials. I came accross Sarah's ex-boyfriends directory one day and found a PowerPoint presentation she had made and sent to him. In it she talked about how she loved him, loved his sense of humor, loved his butt, loved his huge cock. Geez I just about fell out of my seat when I found that one. To think she wrote that kind of stuff just made things worse. Well, this infatuation continued with her until she graduated from the program. She decided she was going to take some time off and work and then come back to start in on her bachelors program. The night of graduation, I congratulated her and she gave me hug. It was an embrace that I still have erotic dreams about to this day. She held me tight and pressed her tits up against me. The hug lasted a little longer than I thought it should have but didn't complain. We stayed in touch on a regular basis as she continued to do some work for me and continued to have many questions about some of the web projects she was working on. She would visit the school about once a week or so. She would come in dressed in these tight shirts and pants that just made me want to rip off my clothes and jump on her. She kept flashing that pierced tongue at me all the time too. We'd chat on a regular basis almost every night about websites, school, life, etc. She started classes again the next term. Bachelor classes were held at night so some nights, when I was teaching, she'd come and visit after class. She'd ask a lot of questions about her class and how to do different things with different computer programs. One night, she started to complain about her love life. We had talked and chatted about it on many occasions but this time was different. She said she had finally made the decision to break with her past boyfriends and start looking for someone new. She said she was sick and tired of dating guys that were immature and just thought of themselves. She also said she was having some problems with her computer at home and was wondering what she should do about it. I gave her a few suggestions and left it at that. A few days later, Sarah called and asked if I might be able to come over and help her as she was still having problems with her machine. We set up a time the next day in the afternoon as I didn't have class that afternoon. My heart was racing about finally being in her house after two years. I didn't expect anything to happen of course. It was just the idea of being alone with her in a non-academic or non-professional environment. I got to her house about 3:00 and knocked on the door. She opened the door and my heart just about burst out of my throat. She was dressed in these tight shorts. Short shorts, and a t-shirt. I could tell right away she wasn't wearing a bra cause her nipples were sticking out in a very obvious way. She invited me in and apologized for the lack of air-conditioning as it had gone out a few days earlier and the guy hadn't come to fix it yet. She showed me to her office where her computer was and explained her problem. She was having intermittent problems connecting to the internet and sometimes couldn't connect to some of the websites she was working on. She said to make myself at home and excused herself saying she had some laundry she needed to finish up. She said she would be back in about an hour. I spent the next 15-20 minutes figuring out her problem and was able to solve it. She was still out doing her laundry so I decided to just look around a bit. I looked around on her hard drive and found a folder that contained some digital photos of her ex-boyfriend in some compromising positions. I then was extremely excited to find a folder with pictures of her as well. Their were even a few of both of them together. I quickly emailed them to myself as I didn't think I'd have a chance like this again. I had an erection that was just about to rip a hole in my pants and just about couldn't take it any longer. I was so horny I could barely contain myself. I looked at the clock a saw she still probably wouldn't be home for another 20 minutes so I decided to look around her house a bit. The first place I went was to her bedroom. I started looking around in her closet and drawers, just to see the kind of clothes she had that she might wear when not in school. Not much excitement until I came upon her lingerie drawer. Geez. The sight of her panties got me so hot I just had to do something about it. I dropped my pants and rubbed her panties against my hardon. The cool smooth feel of them sent me into oblivion. I knew I was about to cum so I stopped, I didn't want to mess up her panties. It might be kinda hard to explain if she found them after I had left. But the thought kept coming back about her PowerPoint presentation she had sent to her ex and how she liked his huge cock. The cock I had seen in the digital photos wasn't that big. long maybe but not very thick. I started thinking about how she might like a thick one instead. I wasn't very long, about six and a half inches but was quite big around. My wife, back when we were still having sex, used to comment on it all the time. I started rubbing her silky panties against my dick again and was just about to cum when I heard the door slam shut in the living room.... -To Be Continued... Web Mistress Ch. 2 (Continued from Web Mistress Prt 1) Shit, I thought. I quickly pulled up my pants I almost shoved her panties back in the drawer, but on a whim, stuck em in my pants instead. I quickly tucked in my shirt and zipped my pants, just hoping I wouldn't get caught. She called out she was home and wondered where I was. I tried to think up some excuse for why I was in her room but couldn't come up with anything more inventive than, 'Gee you have such a lovely home. I was just looking around'. It sounded really stupid and, maybe it was just me but also a little suspicious. I could feel her silky panties next to my cock and I couldn't help but wonder if my throbing hardon was as noticable to her as it was to me. Part of me was scared to death of getting caught and another part couldn't help but look at her perky nipples sticking out of shirt. She must have been sweating because her shirt seemed a little more clingy than before. She asked how her computer was doing and I told her I had it all fixed. It was just a simple thing and I'd show it to her so she would know how to fix it the next time. She said she would appreciate that but wondered if I could hang around for a little bit longer to show her. She said It had been really hot down at the laundrymat and she wanted to take a quick shower. Oh shit, I had read about these kind of things on the Literotica website. This kind of stuff wasn't supposed to actually happen but here I was, in this gorgeous blond girls house. She's going to take a shower and I have her panties stuck in my pants. What the hell was I thinking? I had to get out of there. I told her I needed to leave but could maybe come back another time. She sounded a bit dissapointed but said she understood and said she'd give me a call or stop by sometime. I quickly gathered up my stuff and left. On the way home I couldn't get her out of my mind. I quickly pulled her panties out of my pants. I fondled them and put them up to my face. The soft cool feel of them next to my cheek, just made me want her next to my cheek all the more. But this was crazy, I was a married man with two children and a professional career. I had morals, ethics and values, or at least I was supposed to. Now I was driving home with a pair of stolen panties up next to my cheek. So much for morals and values. I was so horny I couldn't stand it. I was so guilty, I couldn't stand it. When I got home, I put Sarah's panties in my school bag, nobody but me ever looked in there anyway. When I walked in the house my kids yelled hi as they ran past on their way out to play. My wife, her usual non-comunicative self was in the kitchen, cooking dinner. She said someone named Sarah had called and... that's when I lost concentration. I started to panic. My wife knew. That's why the kids had been sent outside just before dinnner. My ass was in trouble now for sure... My wife was asking me if I had heard what she said. I appologized and said no. She told me Sarah had called to let me know her computer was working great and thanks for fixing it for her. That was it, my wife then went back to cooking. My heart was racing. I had almost got caught. I had lucked out this time but how about the next? What then? That night, I was still as horny as I had been all afternoon. I thought, after 7 years, I'd try yet again to get my wife to put out but as usual, she showed no interest at all. All she did was roll over and go to sleep, I persisted but she told me to leave her alone. I fell asleep with a hardon and a heartache. The next week went pretty fast. We were extremely busy with the end of a quarter and getting ready for the start of a new term. I saw Sarah once the whole week but only had a chance to say hi before being interupted by requests for different projects to be done. Then came the night of graduation. As usual I went alone. It was tradition afterwards for many of us to go out to a local bar and grill and just unwind. Sometimes students would come as well. That night, Sarah came with us. I felt like going home to try to avoid any encounter with her I might have but also had an obligation of sorts to stay with my co-workers for a time. As the night wore on, Sarah became increasingly "friendly" as she kept touching me and asking me to dance. She even whispered a few inuendos in my ear. I thought it was pretty much all in fun and part of the night but still wanted it to be true. I kept thinking about her panties, still stuffed into my bag and wondered what kind she was wearing that night. Without warning, almost as though she knew what I was thinking she leaned over, put her hand on my thigh and said, "I gotta go to the bathroom before I pee in my pants but then again, I'm not wearing any underwear so that won't be a problem." Then she got up and went to the bathroom. I could barely move. Visions ran through my mind of what that must look like. Of course my hardon returned to cause trouble. When she returned, she said she needed to get home and get to bed, she had an early day at work the next day. She complained that she didn't feel very well and asked if I might drive her home... Oh yeah, I'll drive you home alright, I thought. Geez, was I a dirty old man or what? Yeah, I asked if she was sure, she seemed alright to me but she insisted. OK, I thought, this is it. I'm gonna take her home, fuck her brains out and regret it in the morning. On second thought, I'm gonna take her home, leave her there and go home and regret it in the morning. I know what I wanted but I also knew what was probably actually going to happen. We drove home, all the way she just leaned against me quietly holding my arm. I hadn't had a girl do that since I was in high school. While if felt really good, it also made me quite nervous. I got her home and helped her to her door. She fumbled with her keys and asked if I would help her. Being a gentleman, of course I helped. I unlocked the door and helped her inside. I then turned to leave and she asked if I would help her with one more thing. She said she thought she might get sick and would I help her to the bathroom. Shit I thought, this just keeps getting more complicated all the time. So I helped to the the bathroom so she could get sick. She told me there were some washcloths in the hall closet and asked if I would get a couple for her. I asked if she would be ok and after getting her ok, I headed for the hall closet. I found several washcloths and took them back to the bathroom. When I got back, I stopped short. Sarah had taken her pants off and was just sitting there, with just her long t-shirt on. I couldn't immediatly tell if she actually was going commando as she had suggested earlier or not but the thought did occure that I might have a chance at finding out in the next few minutes. She then did this thing that finally drove me over the edge. She stopped swaying, got real serious and sat up. She leaned back, as she did so, she raised her knees up, giving me a perfect view of her bare pussy. "I'm sorry, I was going to wear my favorite baby blue silk panties tonight but I seem to have misplaced them. So I just went without." She looked right at me... I knew then that her whole act about being drunk and sick was just an act. The look in her eyes said "Fuck me" and I couldn't resist. I bent down and helped her to her feet. I then pulled her close to me and looked in her eyes. We kissed. I was so nervous, it was crazy for a guy my age to be kissing a girl her age. especially since I was so very married but god it felt so good and it felt so right. She pressed up against me and ground her crotch into my bulging hardon. I couldn't get close enough to her. I had fantasized about doing this for the last two years and now I couldn't stop. I reached down and grabbed her ass and pulled her closer. She reached down and unbuckled my jeans. We just kept kissing, no words, just moans and grunts and other sounds of pent up passion being set free. My cock sprang free of it's constraints as she pulled my pants down with one hand. I was harder and hornier than I had been in years and almost came the moment her hand wrapped around my shaft. She gave it a squeeze and whispered in my ear, "let's go to the bedroom". She kept kissing me and held onto my cock as she guided me out the bathroom door and into the bedroom across the hall. I pulled her shirt over her head and to my delight feasted my eyes on those perfect breasts of hers for the first time. We reached the bed and she shoved me down on it. Before I knew it, she had my pants off and was on top of me, her dangling breasts rubbing on my chest. She kissed my neck and worked her way down my body. I knew what was coming and I knew it was going to be incredible. I had fantasized about this for two years. Her lips wrapped around my now, hot and thobbing cock. I could feel her tongue swishing around and the barbell in her tongue gave it a feeling unlike any sexual experience I had ever had. Her hands kept working the rest of my body, stroking and rubbing me. She started licking me from my balls, up the shaft to the tip. Her hands, busy feeling, exploring, probing. I couldn't contain it any longer. I held my breath, clenched my teeth and squeezed my toes to do anything to keep from orgasming but she so masterfully worked her magic I came in spasms, deep within my body. I had never felt anything so intense before. It was such an overwhelming release of sexual tension, I was shaking, I wanted her more, needed her more. I had to hold her, to become one with her. She kept working my cock with her hand as I pulled her up to me. I rolled her over so I was on top of her, I then turned her over on her stomach and started kissing the base of her neck. My semi-hard cock bobbed around on her back and silky smooth ass as I kissed and licked my way down her back. My hands brushed lightly along the sides of her breasts, causing her to flinch. There is a smell a woman gives off when she's horny. It's unmistakable and it can drive men crazy. As I continued down her back, kissing and caressing her, I could smell that smell. By the time I got to her ass I was in heaven once again. My hardon raging and begging to be burried inside her. But I continued to work on her, It was her turn and I was going to use every trick I could remember to drive her wild and give her the most intense physical experience of her life. More to Cum...