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A Lesson for the Teacher

By: stepjones



Chapter One

The mid-August sun was glaring boldly through the windshield as Kayla Redmond maneuvered her way through the morning traffic on the first day of her new job. Today was the day for teachers to get ready for the upcoming school year; however, preparation time was precariously short. The next day, the school would be full of students, and Kayla would face the challenge of teaching math to groups of sixth graders who most likely would prefer to still be hanging out at the local pool. She felt a nervous feeling deep in the pit of her stomach and hoped she was up to the challenge. Student teaching had gone well, but there had been another teacher in the classroom to offer guidance, and now she would be completely on her own. Kayla sighed as the school came into sight, swerved her red Honda Civic into the parking lot and sat for a moment collecting her thoughts before heading into the mellowed brick building that was Jefferson Middle School.

At barely twenty-two years old, Kayla was a mature and responsible young woman, a fact which must have been obvious when she met with personnel. She came across as very competent and intelligent, but she was also free-spirited and sparkling with vitality------a very intriguing combination. Kayla was tall and slender with long blonde hair with honey-colored highlights and enormous green eyes fringed with long lashes. She had a delicate bone structure with high cheek bones and a very infectious smile consisting of perfect white teeth. Her breasts were firm and high, and her legs were long, almost appearing to go on endlessly when she wore short shorts. Today, she was dressed professionally in khaki slacks and a green summer sweater that still managed to emphasize her perfect, round breasts. Her hair was gathered in a clasp at the nape of her neck and fell in soft waves.

Kayla inhaled deeply, grabbed her new Coach briefcase (a gift from her parents) and headed into the school. She blinked when she entered the somewhat dim interior after being in the bright sunlight and made her way to the principal's office. 

Mr. Gibson, the principal, was a slightly rotund man with thinning gray hair and had been a principal for almost his entire adult life. He was kind and fair and well-respected by the faculty. He smiled benignly when Kayla entered his office and waved her into a chair opposite his large, cluttered desk. 

"We are so happy to have you join us this school year, Kayla," he said warmly. "I have a folder here detailing your schedule. You will have five math classes throughout the day and a free period for grading papers and lesson planning. Your classroom is waiting for you-----its room 212. Melissa Martin is in room 214, right next to you, and I've asked her to show you around and be your mentor. I think you two will get along famously----she can answer any questions you may have."

Kayla thanked Mr. Gibson and shook his hand before navigating her way through the school hallways in search of her classroom. Fortunately, it was relatively easy to find, and Kayla spent the next two hours arranging the desks the way she had planned, stacking books neatly on the shelf and making a simple, yet colorful, math bulletin board. Finally, she sat down to rest, stretching her long slim legs in front of her and looking around her classroom with pride.

Chapter Two

In room 214, Melissa Martin sat sorting math worksheets she had just Xeroxed. She felt stimulated by the start of a new school year. It always reminded her of a fresh box of Crayola crayons----fully sharpened and ready to take on a blank canvas. Melissa was intelligent and conscientious and loved teaching. At 25, this was the start of her fourth year teaching. She was a natural-born teacher and was well-liked by her students. Melissa took her career very seriously, and it was the center of her existence. Studious, serious, and a bit shy, she needed to unwind some, but never seemed to be able to loosen up. Even her boyfriend, Glen, was a serious type and certainly not a help in that area.

Melissa was around 5'5" and had a beautiful figure which she barely seemed to notice or emphasize. Her breasts were very large and full, 36 D, her waist small and her curves very enticing. She had beautiful, shiny light blonde hair which she always wore tightly tied back in a pony tail or chignon, and she wore wire-rimmed glasses. Beyond her lenses were bright blue eyes with thick dark lashes. Mascara and lip gloss were the only concessions she made to her appearance, and her clothes were always conservative and loosely cut, hiding her attractive figure.

Melissa looked up when she heard a knock at her door, and smiled as a lovely young woman almost floated into the room. For some reason, she couldn't take her eyes off the beautiful girl. She was so graceful and lithe, and there was magnetism about her----a zest for living that was readily apparent.

Melissa cleared her throat and forced herself to look away. "You must be Kayla Redmond. I'm Melissa Martin, and I've been waiting for you to show up. I have been appointed to show you the ropes," Melissa said with a husky chuckle which unbeknownst to her, sounded very sexy. Melissa extended her hand to Kayla.

Kayla glided forward and took Melissa's soft hand in hers and gave it a friendly shake. She felt a little chill run through her when she touched the other teacher's hand. Kayla lowered her eyes to see that Melissa had neat nails, filed just above the tips of her fingers and buffed shiny. Kayla liked to wear her nails long and polished, often experimenting with unusual shades which matched her flamboyant personality.

Kayla let go of Melissa's hand and looked around the classroom. "It looks great," she said honestly. "I just got done setting mine up, and now I'm ready for my tour of the building."

"Well, then, let's get to it," Melissa said as she stood and came out from behind her desk.

Kayla's eyes grew round as she looked at the other teacher. Melissa had a knock-out figure. Her full, lush breasts were not easy to conceal----- although her blouse was loose. A brown leather belt circled her slim waist and her hips curved attractively in her dark slacks. For some reason, Kayla was surprised. She hadn't expected this somewhat plain young woman to have a body like that. She also realized she was surprised that she was checking out the other woman's body. She shook her head and chalked it up to first-day jitters as she followed Melissa into the hallway.

With the tour completed, Kayla sank into a chair opposite Melissa's desk and sighed. She was excited and nervous about the first day of school and almost wished it would just hurry up and arrive.

"Oh, wait, I forgot to show you the most important thing," Melissa said, "Come here."

She walked over to what appeared to be a closet and opened the door. Inside was a small office containing two desks, a file cabinet and a small bookshelf. As Kayla walked over to get a better look, she noticed a loveseat covered in chintz fabric, an end table with a white wicker lamp. A crotched, floral rug graced the floor.

Before she could speak, Melissa explained, "This is our shared office. It opens into your classroom as well, but it is locked. I need to give you your key. It is so nice having your own space like this. I just love it."

Kayla agreed with Melissa that it was preferable to grading papers or calling parents in the teachers' lounge and happily took the key and attached it to her ring. She would have to make sure and bring some things to make her desk look as homey as the other teacher's she thought, noting the vase of fresh flowers, the small framed watercolor print and the attractive desk set that Melissa's desk sported.

The two young women locked their classrooms and walked out into the parking lot together, squinting into the hot August sun. "Well, I will see you tomorrow," Melissa said stopping at a shiny, light blue BMW. "Remember; don't hesitate to ask me for anything you need."

Kayla smiled. "Thanks, I hope I don't need to ask you for some Valium," Kayla laughed. Melissa gave one of her husky chuckles and climbed into her car. Kayla stood there for a moment, just staring at her. She noticed the soft curve of Melissa's hip as she climbed into her car. As Kayla walked to her Civic she wondered how the other teacher could afford such an expensive car.

Chapter Three

The first day of school dawned hot and bright and Kayla was nervous but performed well as she taught her first two classes. She felt a sense of relief when she finished the second class and could retreat to the privacy of her office and her shared planning period with Melissa Martin. Melissa was already at her desk, and as Kayla entered the office she noticed a vase of pink roses on her own desk. Surprised, she walked over to it and found a small envelope lying next to the vase. Kayla opened the envelope and looked at the small parchment card. It said: "I hope your first day is going well. Your new friend and colleague, Melissa"

Melissa had stood up to go to the bookshelf, and Kayla strode over to her. "Melissa, this was so nice of you. Thank you very much."

Kayla had a huge smile on her face and she thrust her arms around Melissa to thank her. Melissa was not nearly as demonstrative and was startled at first, then relaxed into Kayla's hug. Kayla couldn't help but notice Melissa's large, full breasts pressing against hers, and her own nipples almost hardened just from the slight contact. She let go, distracted from that observation when Melissa asked her how the first two classes had gone.

"Pretty well, actually, and I think I'm over some of my nerves. There was one student in the first period that seems like he might be a behavior problem, but other than that, I feel great about everything so far."

"Well, there's always unfortunately one or two of those, but you develop skills for dealing with it. If you're really lucky, he'll be the only one you see all day." Melissa smiled at Kayla, and her blue eyes sparkled behind her lenses.

Kayla looked at Melissa's face, pretty really, behind the glasses and certainly not enhanced by the tightly pulled back hair. She found herself wondering again about Melissa and what her story was, but Kayla had work to do and soon all thoughts were on teaching math and making her way through the rest of the first day.

The rest of the week passed quickly for Kayla and she found herself settling into the intricacies of dealing with students, co-workers, administrators and parents. On Friday, she felt like celebrating her success so she asked Melissa to join her that evening for a drink.

"Well, I suppose I could," Melissa said still studying her lesson plans. "I usually go out with my boyfriend every Friday night, but I suppose I can just meet him a little bit later. Where would you like to go?"

"How about that new Irish Pub that opened------Dunnegans, I believe it's called. Say 7:00?"

"That works for me," Melissa replied. "I'll look forward to it."

Chapter Four

Kayla found that she was really looking forward to going to the pub.....almost excited about seeing her new friend outside of work. As she ate a light dinner in her small apartment, she found herself wondering how Melissa dressed when she wasn't teaching school. Kayla was very social and was very interested in making new friends and knowing all about people. Still, she was a little surprised at her interest in Melissa. She was intrigued by the other teacher for some reason and really wanted to know what made her tick. 

Kayla dressed in tight jeans that hugged her long legs alluringly and a soft, loose, sleeveless baby doll-style top that showed just the tops of her firm breasts. She loved fashion and following trends and had the body to pull it off. She slipped into her jewel-studded high heeled sandals and was on her way to meet her friend. 

Kayla arrived at the pub first and secured a booth and ordered one of their house ales. Then as she sipped her beer, she scanned the room, looking for Melissa. Five minutes later, Melissa entered the pub. She was dressed in a conservative and classy ensemble: a cable-stitch twin-set, a khaki skirt that fell just above her knees and dark leather sandals with a small chunk heel. She still wore her glasses and her pale blonde hair was swept up with a large clasp, a few soft curls falling around her ears. She noticed Kayla and made her way to the table.

"Hi there," she said with a shy smile. "I see you're already celebrating making it through the first week."

Kayla watched her slide into the booth. "Yep, you'll have to order quickly to catch up with me."

"Well, I can't drink much and still drive myself comfortably. But I will join you for one," Melissa answered setting her classy Dooney & Bourke bag on the leather seat of the booth.

The waitress came, and they ordered a light appetizer, second ale for Kayla and a glass of Cabernet for Melissa.

"I'm really a wine kind of girl," Melissa said, but you make that beer look good. She watched Kayla lick some foam off her pink lips, gazing into her new friend's pretty face as she spoke.

The two women spent a lot of time talking and getting to know each other beyond their shared school environment. Kayla told Melissa how her family lived about an hour and a half away and how she was really alone in a new place. Melissa explained how she had come back home to this relatively small Midwestern town after attending college in New England and had sought a job near family. She explained how she was the only child of a surgeon and a lawyer, but that she had always had a desire to teach. 

"My parents are happy with my choice as long as I am happy and successful, which I am. They do tend to spoil me though by lavishing me with things I couldn't afford on my own," Melissa chuckled. "But I guess I don't mind. I appreciate the finer things in life, and it makes them happy, so why not?"

"Why not, indeed?" Kayla said with a smile. "My parents bought me a Coach briefcase for work, but my Dad's a teacher too, so I don't think I'll be getting a BMW anytime soon."

Melissa flushed. "Sometimes I'm embarrassed by all I have," she said quietly.

"Don't be.....you're a nice person, so what difference does it make......you know; you're not a bratty rich-girl type."

"Thanks. You're Dad's a teacher, though? That's great. Did he inspire you to go into education?"

"He really did," Kayla replied, "And he's very proud of me, and that makes me feel good." 

Speaking of feeling good, Kayla thought, the beers were starting to make her feel good. She loved to drink and dance and unwind. She would have to loosen Melissa up to join her, but she knew it wasn't going to be tonight. She looked at Melissa beneath her long lashes. Melissa had removed her cardigan and her breasts looked enormous in the sleeveless camisole she wore underneath.

Kayla found her eyes wandering to the large mounds as she started on her third beer. She got Melissa talking about her boyfriend who was a research scientist and worked at a nearby university. They had met in high school, but he was a few years older than Melissa and they hadn't dated then. They became reacquainted at a country club function they had both attended with their parents a few years ago.

"So is it love?" Kayla asked.

Melissa sipped her wine. "Kayla, I don't know. I care about him, but beyond that I'm just not sure."

Kayla found herself wanting to know if they had sex. She wanted to know if this conservative young woman let loose with her clothes off.....had to know for some reason.

"What about the sex? Is it good with him?" she asked boldly, aided by the ale.

Melissa blushed to the roots of her pale hair. "No, it probably isn't," Melissa answered honestly. "I just don't have those feelings for him, so we don't actually do that much. I've wondered if that was normal, but I really don't have anyone to discuss that kind of thing with.....until you. There's something very comfortable about you, Kayla."

Kayla was inwardly thrilled by all parts of that answer. "I don't know how to classify it as normal or not, but if you aren't that attracted to him, then I can see why you wouldn't do much with him. Trust me, when you are attracted to someone in that way it will be different."

"I suppose that's true," Melissa said. "I just don't think about the physical stuff that much and I don't feel that way about Glen, so I try not to concern myself with it. What about you? Did you have a boyfriend in college?"

"Oh, God, several," Kayla laughed. "I love having a good time, so I dated a lot without ever getting serious about anyone really. It made it easier just to have fun."

"I understand," Melissa replied. "Glen and I aren't serious, so when we go out on the weekends we can just have a relaxing, good time."

"Yes, true," Kayla said, "But I love sex, so I always dated guys I was really attracted to so I could enjoy that as well. I guess that is the difference in the situations."

"I guess so," Melissa said, staring into her half-full wine glass. "Kayla, this has been so nice, but I guess I better go meet Glen. He is waiting for me at the restaurant. I'll see you Monday. Oh, and call me Missy, all my friends and family do." She smiled as she slid out of the booth, and Kayla watched her rounded backside as she walked away from the table. 

Melissa had slipped a $20 bill onto the table without Kayla even noticing, so she used it to pay the check and walked out into the muggy night. It was just starting to get dark and the sky was streaked with orange, pink and lavender. 

Kayla would not attempt to drive far after drinking, but she knew from her college days that if she went slowly, she could drive a few blocks. Fortunately, her apartment was just a few blocks away. She stepped inside her apartment with relief and began undressing. The leggy blonde slipped out of her shoes and jeans and then carefully set her top on a chair. She reached around to unhook her push-up bra and let it dangle from her fingers for a moment before dropping it to the floor. She was then clad only in her pale pink silky panties. Kayla was feeling the effects from the beer, but she was also feeling incredibly horny. She opened the drawer of her nightstand and pulled out a large pink vibrator. It was the type that was soft and jelly-like and hard at the same time.

She climbed onto the brightly-colored quilt that covered her bed and set the vibrator beside her. Kayla's hands went to her breasts. She squeezed the round, firm mounds and then rolled her nipples between her fingers. They became long and hard instantly. Kayla had originally never cared for self sex play or vibrators and had usually had enough boyfriends to negate the need for it, but she had found out that when she didn't have a boyfriend, she loved to touch herself and bring herself to a climax or two. She was very multi-orgasmic. Kayla's long nails tickled down her own stomach, and she slowly stuck a hand inside her panties. They were soaking wet, which surprised her a little. She teased herself with a finger stroking up her wet slit but avoiding her clit and then touched herself gently through the wet panties.

She was getting more and more turned on as she played and she began to think about one of the most exciting sexual experiences she had ever had in college-----and one that she rarely, if ever, revisited. One night, she and a friend had been drinking whiskey and had gotten completely wasted. They had both had fights with their boyfriends during the week and were drowning their sorrows together. The talk had turned to sex and suddenly, inexplicably, they had begun to have sex with each other. It had been mind-blowing for Kayla, but in the sober light of the next day she had decided it was a drunken interlude and neither she nor the other girl had ever spoken of it again.


A Lesson for the Teacher



Now Kayla found herself reliving it as she slid her panties down her long legs. She could feel the juice dripping out of her shaved pussy as she played with herself, still teasing herself and bringing her excitement level higher. Finally, she could stand it no longer, and she picked up the vibrator. It slid easily into her wet opening. She positioned the outer portion, which had a little knob, against her pink clit and turned on the controls. "Mmmmm," she moaned as the vibrations started, and she pushed the shaft deeper into her pussy. 

Kayla played with one of her hard nipples while she moved the vibrator and arranged it time and again against her aching clit. She pictured kissing her friend in college and touching and sucking her breasts. She remembered licking her way down the girl's body to her wet pussy and tasting another woman under her tongue. Her heart beat fast as she remembered licking the girl's pussy and bringing her to a shattering climax. Kayla closed her eyes and pictured the girl's climax. Kayla held the vibrator still now. Her clit was on fire. She began to climax just like the girl she was fantasizing about, but as Kayla cried out in ecstasy, it was Melissa's face she pictured climaxing while Kayla licked her pussy.

Chapter Five

Monday morning inevitably arrived as it has a tendency to do, and Kayla was back at school teaching math to groups of sixth graders who seemed a little more settled now that it was the second week of school. When her free period arrived and she joined Melissa in their office, her cheeks reddened as she remembered masturbating and thinking about the other teacher. Melissa was looking over some papers at her desk. She smiled happily when she saw Kayla and Kayla's embarrassment faded. After all, Melissa didn't know about it.

"Things feel like they're getting into a pattern, Missy," Kayla commented about the morning.

"It's always that way. Trust me; things get more orderly with each passing week."

They chatted about school for a few minutes and then Kayla asked about Melissa's date with Glen. Now it appeared that Melissa was embarrassed. "Kayla, remember what we were talking about the other night? About, umm, about....sex?"

Kayla felt a small thrill just hearing her friend say the word. She nodded. 

"Well, Glen told me he would like to have sex with me.....made me feel like I was holding out on him, although he didn't mean it like that, and he was pretty nice about it. He said we can take it slowly, but he asked for something really, um, specific, and I don't know how to do it and...." Melissa looked like she wanted to cry.

"Ok, don't worry. I can help you. What does he want you to do?"

"He, uh, he wants me to perform, um------ oral sex on him." Melissa was staring down at her hands as she nervously wrung them in her lap.

"He asked for a blow job?" Kayla asked, her eyes wide. 

"Yes," Melissa answered, visibly cringing from the more crude word for it. "And I don't know what to do or if I even want to do it. What should I do?"

Kayla thought about that for a moment. She looked over at Melissa. The other teacher was wearing a black skirt that was creeping up her smooth thighs as she sat in her chair. Her white silk blouse was straining across her large breasts, and Kayla could see some soft flesh through a gaping area between two buttons. She looked at Melissa's beautiful eyes behind the glasses, and she wondered what she would be like during sex if she loosened up.

"Well, you either tell him no, or let me teach you a thing or two. Glen won't know what hit him."

"I think I want to try-----I feel like I owe it to him for making him wait so long."

"Ok, then, let me be your mentor in this, just as you are mentoring me in teaching sixth grade math, Missy," Kayla replied with a sly smile.

She opened a vinyl lunch tote that was sitting on her desk and pulled out a banana. Kayla pulled her chair next to Melissa's and peeled the banana. 

"Ok, pretend this is his cock. You can stroke it up and down a few times.....that will get him hard if he isn't already." Kayla looked at the other teacher through her long lashes. Melissa had turned crimson at the frank talk.

Kayla put her hand on Melissa's bare knee and gave it a gentle squeeze. Both women felt a little rush from the contact. Melissa assumed it was due to the fact that they were talking about sex.

"It's ok, Missy," Kayla soothed. "Just try to get over your embarrassment. You can be completely relaxed and comfortable with me."

"I know," Melissa replied.

"Ok, after you've stroked him, start at the head of his cock and suck and lick it a little." Kayla demonstrated with the banana. "Then take the head into your mouth and slide your mouth up and down the shaft like this." Kayla proceeded to give oral sex to the banana and when she lifted her head; her face was a mess with smashed banana.

Melissa burst out laughing, and it eased her tension considerably.

"You're a riot, Kayla. Thanks so much! Now I look forward to my next lesson."

Melissa removed her glasses to wipe a tear from her eye, and Kayla's breath caught. Melissa was absolutely gorgeous without the spectacles. She couldn't remove her eyes from the beautiful face in front of her.

"What's the matter, Kayla?"

Kayla shook her head as she awoke from her daze. "Nothing. I'm just glad you enjoyed my silly display."

"I did----very much. You eased my nervousness. Will you come over after school on Thursday to talk more about it? It's supposed to be a beautiful day-----bring a bathing suit. I have a small pool at my house."

Now Kayla was anxious for Thursday to arrive. She had at first told herself that it was due to the fact that she was really helping Missy out of a bind and that made her feel good, but she knew she was kidding herself. On Tuesday after school she decided to admit to herself that she was attracted to Melissa. She admitted to herself how much she had enjoyed the unexpected girl/girl experience she'd had in college and how she wanted to have that experience again------with Melissa. After admitting all that, now she really couldn't wait for Thursday afternoon.

Chapter Six

It was finally Thursday afternoon. Kayla had spent all day glancing at the clock as she had tried to focus on teaching her students. She was now in her Civic following her friend to her home. Kayla watched Melissa's BMW turn into a driveway, and she pulled in behind her.

Melissa's house was an attractive brick colonial with a front porch. A swing hung from the porch ceiling and a large floral wreath adorned the front door which was painted a deep shade of burgundy. Melissa was walking up the porch steps, hauling her briefcase, and she turned and waited for Kayla.

"What do you think of Casa Missy?" she asked when Kayla joined her on the porch.

"It's really pretty, Missy," Kayla replied. "It reminds me of you."

"Thanks. My parents bought it as an investment, and it's been a very nice place for me to live. I enjoy decorating and collecting antiques and having a house has enabled me to do that."

Kayla followed Missy into the house and across the living room, which was beautifully furnished and painted light yellow. 

"Oh, I love your little pool," Kayla exclaimed looking out through the back porch to the fenced-in yard.

"Yes, that was a nice bonus," Melissa said. "I enjoy having it. Ok, go on up to the guest room-----first door on the left and change, and I'll meet you out at the pool."

"Missy-----I brought a very daring two-piece suit. I expect you to be in a bikini too or I'll be uncomfortable," Kayla teased.

"Ok, it's the least I can do," Melissa replied.

Fifteen minutes later they were sitting on lounge chairs covered in plush cushions, sipping lemonade and nibbling on some small sandwiches Melissa had brought out. True to her word, Melissa was wearing a bikini. It was bright blue and matched her eyes and although the top was a halter style that covered most of her midriff, she looked incredibly sexy. Kayla's suit was a pink tropical floral print and was extremely tiny. Most of her firm round breasts were bare and the tiny bottoms showed a bit of cheek at the tops of her long legs.

Missy was finding herself staring at her friend's body, and she wondered vaguely why she was looking at another woman like that. She decided it was because Kayla had the most perfect figure she had ever seen. Kayla was looking at Melissa's breasts which were spilling out from the top of her halter. They were so soft and full and large that the material could barely hold them in. She could feel wetness between her legs and hoped it wouldn't drip out of her small bikini bottoms.

"Ok, Missy, it's time to get back down to business. Do you still want to learn how to please your man?" 

Melissa nodded, her cheeks flushing.

"Ok, then. I think we need to work on your oral skills. Pick up your folded towel and give it a passionate kiss."

Melissa laughed nervously but did what Kayla instructed. 

"Were you focusing on really making it sexy?" Kayla asked.

"That's just it, Kayla. I------uh, I haven't even had much kissing experience. Glen and I have done very little. I don't know how I'll use my tongue on his----his----well you know if I haven't even used it when I've kissed him."

"You've never kissed with tongue?"

Melissa shook her head in embarrassment.

Kayla stood up and sat down on Melissa's chair so that their thighs were touching. She could feel her heart beating frantically as she was about to make a very bold move.

"There's only one thing to do. You're going to have to practice kissing."

Kayla pressed her body against Melissa's and their breasts touched as she encircled her friend's body and placed her lips against Melissa's. Melissa didn't even have time to react. Two sets of soft pretty lips were joined-----Melissa's lush full lips wore a wine-colored lipstick and Kayla's were slick with a mauve gloss. Kayla's lips became more insistent as they forced Melissa's to part further, and then Kayla's tongue slipped inside Melissa's mouth.

Melissa wanted to pull away, to tell Kayla this wasn't a good idea, but she couldn't move. To her astonishment, she felt her own tongue seek Kayla's, and she moaned slightly as their tongues twirled together in an erotic ballet. Melissa was being flooded with sensations she didn't recognize, but they felt delicious and she was powerless against them. Kayla was in ecstasy; she couldn't believe how good Melissa felt and tasted. She loved that Missy wasn't pulling away, and she forced Melissa's mouth to open more as she let her tongue explore. She glided it over Melissa's teeth and gums and then back to her tongue. Their tongues were exploring each other like two ravenous lovers.

Finally, Melissa pulled away, her face flushed, her feelings confused. She was feeling tightness deep in her belly. It was a feeling she didn't recognize. Kayla was smiling at her.

"You did very well on your first practice session," Kayla said. She put her hand on Melissa's thigh and gave it a tender squeeze.

Melissa was still trying to catch her breath. She looked at Kayla's hand on her leg and felt like it was someone else's thigh she was looking at.

"Kayla," she said finally, catching her breath. "Was that okay?"

"It was great!" Kayla replied, her eyes on Melissa's beautiful lips.

"No, I mean------I mean, was it okay for us to kiss like that?" "I mean, two girls-------and, and," her voice trailed off helplessly.

"You didn't like it?" Kayla asked, a feeling of fear rising in the pit of her stomach. She wondered if she had made a mistake in doing that.

"No, I did like it. More than anything I ever-------Oh, God, Kayla, please kiss me again!"

Kayla wrapped her arms around the other teacher and pressed her soft lips against hers. Melissa's mouth instinctively opened and Kayla pressed her tongue inside. Melissa's tongue met Kayla's tentatively at first and then more aggressively as the kiss grew hotter and more passionate. Melissa was lost in a swirl of sensations that were quite foreign to her. She loved the feel of Kayla's soft mouth and tongue and her soft body pressing against her own. Almost in spite of herself her tongue pressed hard against Kayla's and her hands grasped the willowy girl to her. She found herself untying Kayla's bikini top as she sucked hungrily at the tongue that was in her mouth. Kayla's top fell to the ground and Missy's fingers were on her breasts, squeezing her nipples and grasping the soft mounds in her hands. She had no idea what was making her do this, but Kayla's breasts felt incredible in her hands, and she continued to touch them.

Kayla was stunned that Missy had been so aggressive and passionate, but she was thrilled. She could feel her pussy dripping in response, and her nipples were hard as pebbles under Missy's probing fingers. Just as she was about to remove the other girl's top, Missy suddenly went slack. Her hands fell from Kayla's breasts and her mouth left Kayla's. Melissa wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Oh, God, Kayla, I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me-------it------it just felt so good------I couldn't stop."

"Missy, it's ok. I loved it. I'm sorry you pulled away."

"Really?" Missy couldn't even meet Kayla's eyes.

"Oh, my God, yes! But, I guess that's enough of a lesson for one day. I'll come over another day and we'll continue," Kayla said reluctantly. She didn't want to push Melissa too far, and she couldn't believe how well things had already gone. She looked at the blushing blonde with her huge breasts and felt a jolt of lust like she never had before. She couldn't wait until their next intimate encounter and hoped that Missy wouldn't think better of allowing it.

Chapter Seven

The next morning Kayla was very anxious to see Melissa and make sure everything was all right between them. Unfortunately, a student needed some extra help during her planning period and by the time she made it into their shared office Missy was back in her classroom writing problems on the board. Kayla had wanted to see her in the more intimate setting of their office, but she entered the other teacher's classroom and cleared her throat.

Melissa turned away from the board and blushed when she saw Kayla. Kayla's heart sank when she saw the flush of Missy's face, fearing that she was regretting what had transpired between them.

"Hi Kayla, I saw you helping that student and I didn't want to interrupt, but I wanted to talk to you."

Oh no, here it comes, Kayla thought. Missy was going to tell her that the sex lessons were over-----that she wasn't comfortable with it.

"I was wondering if you could come over for dinner tonight and continue, uh, my instruction. I, uh, figure we should continue while it's going so well," Melissa stuttered, her blush deepening.

Kayla blinked and had to mentally ask herself if she had heard correctly.

"Yes, of course I can. You're ok with everything?" She hated herself for asking but felt it was appropriate to do so.

Missy nodded and blushed further. "I feel like I'm waking up from a long slumber, and I don't want to stop now. Glen will be so surprised."

Kayla's initial excitement was diminished by Missy's mention of her boyfriend, but she wanted this woman more than she had ever wanted anyone, and she would take her any way she could get her.

"I better get set-up in my room. I'll be at your house tonight-----say 6:30?" She walked from the room and didn't see Melissa's lovely blue eyes follow her every move.

Chapter Eight

The dinner plates were empty and the wine glasses were getting that way as well as the two pretty ladies sat across from each other in Melissa's quaint dining room. She had a lovely antique mahogany dining set complete with a china cabinet filled with mismatched pieces and a side board sporting a lovely silver tea service and a vase of fresh lilies. Pink candles flickered in crystal candle sticks on the table, and Missy was gazing at Kayla's pretty face as she spoke. Over dinner, Melissa had asked Kayla if she had ever been with a girl before and Kayla had relayed the story of her one experience. Melissa had felt an uncharacteristic tingling between her legs while Kayla spoke, and she puzzled at her reaction. Maybe it was because Kayla was teaching her about sex that she was finding Kayla sexy. She was not so naïve that she didn't recognize that feeling. She didn't understand it in the least, however.

"I was thinking," Kayla began, "have you ever had your breasts touched? When you touched mine during the kissing, I didn't have a chance to touch yours, and I wondered if Glen has ever touched yours?

Missy flushed and shook her head. "He has felt them through my top, but he has never tried to do that. He knows how uptight I am, I guess, and didn't attempt it. Listen, I'm sorry I touched yours-----it was just a reflex or something-----I don't know what."

"Don't you dare apologize. First, I liked it and it goes with kissing-----that kind of caressing. Glen will do it to you, and when you are kissing him you can stroke his neck or back or thigh or feel his cock through his pants. So you did right to touch me like that-----you have very good instincts."

"Who would've known I would know what to do? Frumpy little me who has had zero experience."

"Don't call yourself that," Kayla admonished. She reached across the table and took off Melissa's glasses. "You are pretty with these on, but you are gorgeous without them. You should consider contacts or vision surgery. Without these you'll be fighting men off with a stick."

"Well, subconsciously that's probably why I've kept them." Melissa gave her throaty chuckle. "Besides they go with my innocent, schoolmarm persona."

"You're not going to be so innocent anymore, lady," Kayla said as she walked around the table and grabbed Melissa's hand.

Emboldened by the wine and the beautiful face in front of her she took the curvy blonde into her arms and kissed her. Missy's mouth opened immediately, and with the familiarity of a lover, her tongue sought Kayla's. Their soft tongues caressed gently and then pressed hard together as their hands began to travel down each other's backs. Missy tangled her fingers in Kayla's long locks while Kayla let her hands stroke down to Missy's round bottom and gently squeeze the soft cheeks as she pressed against her. Their bodies were molded together and their wine-sweetened breath was delicious as the kiss grew more and more passionate. Kayla's hands traveled back up Missy and she grasped her white cotton top and pulled it out of her waist band. Then in a bold move, she pulled it over the blonde's head.

Missy stood there in a white lace bra with her khaki skirt and low-heeled pumps and looked at Kayla's sweet face.

"Maybe we should get more comfortable," she said with a nervous chuckle and led Kayla to the living room sofa. 

Once seated, they began to kiss again and Kayla reached up and opened the tortoise shell clasp in Melissa's hair and watched the shiny blonde curtain of hair cascade over the voluptuous woman's shoulders.

"No glasses and the hair down-----now that's hot," she told Missy as she pressed her lips to hers again, thrilling at the feeling of the other girl's breasts pressing against her chest. 

She reached behind Melissa and unhooked her bra and pulled away from the kiss to look at the enormous breasts when they were released. The mounds were full and white and they hung down just right. Missy's nipples were bright pink and very large. Kayla's hands closed around the soft, large orbs as her mouth found Melissa's again, and she moaned into Missy's mouth.

"You feel so good," she whispered.

"And you're feeling me so good," Missy chuckled. "I'm glad I'm not an English teacher because I wanted to say that."




A Lesson for the Teacher



Then neither of them could talk as they kissed hungrily, and Kayla's hands were all over the big, full breasts, kneading them, squeezing them and pinching the large nipples. She kissed Missy's neck and when the other woman didn't pull away, she went lower and closed her soft lips around a hard nipple which grew harder against her sucking mouth.

Missy moaned. "Mmmmm, Kayla, that feels good. Is this what I've been missing?"

Kayla's reply was a soft mouth closing over the other nipple while her fingers played with the first moist, hard pink point. Missy couldn't believe what she was doing or how good it felt. She let herself fully experience the sensations. I need to be as good a pupil as I am a teacher she told herself. As Kayla's tongue licked her nipple and all around her full breast she told herself that this was all for Glen, and she pressed the honey-colored head to her chest and moaned softly.

Kayla felt as if she could suck and caress Missy's breasts all night, but Missy moved away slightly and Kayla's heart sank. Kayla's disappointment faded, however, when the other teacher began to lift up the light green tank top Kayla was wearing. 

"I want to feel yours again," Missy said quietly as she fumbled with Kayla's silky blue bra. She managed to unhook it and Kayla reached up and pulled off the top and bra, lifting her chest and thrusting her full, firm breasts towards Missy.

"Suck my nipples," she begged.

Missy obliged willingly, hungrily sucking one hard nipple into her wine-sweetened mouth. She couldn't believe how good Kayla's hard nipple felt against her tongue, and she sucked hungrily first at one and then the other. Suddenly, she seemed to sober up, and as if awakening from a surreal dream, she pulled away. 

"Do you want to stop, Missy?" Kayla asked nervously, afraid that she'd pushed her friend too far.

Missy considered for a minute, but she didn't want these new and delicious feelings to end. She shook her head, but she was starting to feel a little self-conscious. Kayla got up and went in the dining room to refill the wine glasses.

"Here, drink some more. It will help relax you," she said, handing Missy the crystal goblet.

Missy took a large sip and sighed. "Ok, what's next, mentor? I think it's going pretty well, don't you?"

"Incredibly well," Kayla replied as she went over to a cloth tote bag she had set down by the front door. I brought something very important to continue our lessons, but I think we should take it up to your bedroom.

Missy flushed, but she rose and grasped the wine glasses and began to walk bare-chested to the staircase. Kayla thought she looked incredible like that in just her skirt and pumps, and she couldn't keep her eyes from Missy's rounded rear as she mounted the stairs behind her. Kayla had been in the guest room but had not seen Missy's room before. A large iron bed with four high posts and a canopy graced one wall, and the walls were a pale, feminine pink. Missy sat down tentatively on the side of the big bed and set the wine glasses on her light oak nightstand. She couldn't stop gazing at Kayla's perfect round breasts and her long legs which were clad only in a tiny pair of denim shorts.

"Ok, Missy," Kayla said as she fumbled in the tote bag. "I have something here for you to learn how to give Glen his blow job." 

Kayla pulled something out of her bag and placed it on the bed. It was wrapped in a hand towel so Missy couldn't see what it was, but her eyes were quickly back on Kayla who was unbuttoning and unzipping her tiny shorts. To Missy's utter surprise, Kayla was sliding her shorts down her long, tanned legs and stepping out of them. She was wearing a pale blue lace thong that matched the bra that was lying on the floor downstairs. A moment later she was slipping off the thong, and Missy was blushing but couldn't look away. She felt that incredible tingling between her legs and almost had an uncontrollable desire to touch herself, but that was something she had never done before.

Kayla's pussy was completely shaved and the mound was smooth. Her pink clit was long and slightly erect in her excitement and was peeking out from between her outer lips. She reached for the item in the towel and held it up for Missy to see. It was a big blue rubber dildo attached to a strap. She held it to her lips and sucked the head of the fake cock.

"See, Missy, I'm licking the head like I showed you with the banana. You can lick the whole shaft like this and then you can take it deep into your mouth." Kayla closed her mouth over the blue cock and went down on it and then showed Missy how to suck it up and down. "Guys like you to try to take it all the way down your throat but just go as far as you're comfortable and then suck it more at the top again. When he starts to get really excited you can go faster in a rhythm, and then he'll finally climax and shoot a load of cum into your mouth. It will take some getting used to, but I recommend that as a newbie you just swallow it quickly."

Missy was looking perplexed, and she couldn't stop peering at Kayla's bare pussy. She was so embarrassed by her interest in it and was trying so hard to concentrate on Kayla's demonstration, but the pussy in front of her was mesmerizing. Kayla wasn't sure what Missy was thinking, but she looked confused, so Kayla opened the Velcro on the black straps and fitted herself with the strap-on dildo.

"Ok, I'm going to lie down on the bed and pretend to be Glen, and you are going to practice sucking my cock," the leggy golden-haired girl said as she spread her legs slightly and displayed her big, rubber erection. 

Missy got on all fours and tentatively licked the head of the cock. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but she was, and she really needed to stop being surprised. She knew something new was happening to her, and she didn't want to question it anymore. She looked at the sexy, lean girl spread out on her bed with her round breasts and hard nipples, and she felt a surge of lust like never before. She began to suck the cock in earnest just as Kayla had shown her, and Kayla was impressed with Missy's sudden skill and enthusiasm. She felt a pang of jealousy as she pictured the beautiful blonde doing this to her boyfriend. But a minute later, she felt an enormous jolt of excitement as Melissa's tongue grazed her pussy----- first one outer lip and then the other. Missy reached up and moved the cock aside, and her tongue swirled on the tip of Kayla's pink clit.

"Oh, God, Missy!" Kayla exclaimed.

"Was that ok, Kayla?" Missy asked in a worried tone. She didn't know what had come over her that had made her push the dildo aside and lick Kayla's bare flesh. After all, she was supposed to be learning how to suck a cock, but all she wanted to do was to lick that beautiful, fragrant pussy she could see and smell beneath the dildo.

"It felt sooo good," Kayla replied dreamily, her eyes half-closed.

Missy was partly drunk from the wine and partly from desire, and she moved the dildo aside again and licked up and down the outer lips of Kayla's pussy.

"Mmmm," Kayla moaned.

Missy couldn't stop. She needed to feel that pussy against her tongue and taste Kayla in her mouth. Her mouth was beginning to grow bolder in her exploration, and Kayla fumbled with the Velcro closures and pulled the dildo off of her body. Her pussy was now fully exposed to her new lover, and she opened her legs wide. Missy lowered her mouth and with a primal moan began to devour Kayla's moist, pink flesh as if she were starving. She could now see all the inner folds, and she was so amazed by the beauty and intricacy of a woman's pussy. And Kayla's was especially pretty. The inner lips were large and full and reminded Missy of butterfly wings. She thrilled at closing her lips around them and pulling on them gently with her lips, lifting them. Kayla's clit was hard and throbbing-----aching with need. When Missy closed her lips around it Kayla raised her hips, pressing her aching clit into Missy's probing mouth. It seemed then that Missy's exploring tongue was everywhere. She licked and sucked at the hard clit and ran her tongue over the entire slit, sticking it deep into Kayla's hole and licking the juices that were flowing out. She began to lick the pink slit up and down from top to bottom, and she felt Kayla tense beneath her.

"Oh, God, Missy. You're going to make me cum. "OH, I'm CUUUMMMIINGG!!! OHHHH!!! OH GOD!!!!" Kayla screamed and cried out as her body was experiencing the most powerful climax of her life. She finally tensed and then collapsed back against the pillows.

"Come up here," she said to Missy when she could speak, and Missy crawled up beside the beautiful, golden-haired girl and pulled her naked body to hers. She felt incredibly tender towards Kayla and extremely aroused after watching the sexy girl climax like that. Then, when she peered into Kayla's flushed face, she felt embarrassed. 

"Um, Kayla, was it ok that I did that? You didn't mind? I was supposed to be sucking that thing you were wearing, and something just came over me, and....."

"Did it seem like I minded?" Kayla asked with a small laugh. "I think you know I loved it. In fact, I think I need to do it again. I can't usually stop at one climax."

Missy looked confused. "You mean, you....." Her voice trailed off, and she had a serious look on her face.

Kayla gently stroked her long nails up Missy's arm. She gently lifted first one of Missy's heavy breasts and then the other.

"Have you ever climaxed, Missy?"

Melissa's pretty face turned pink. She had never really thought about it before, and she was trying to practice sex so that she could perform for Glen. She had never given a thought to her own pleasure-----had never even considered it. But then she had watched Kayla climax, had made Kayla climax, and she wondered what it would be like. Kayla seemed to read her thoughts, and she began to unbutton Missy's skirt.

"Oh, Kayla, I don't know----I've never...."

"Shhhh, it's your turn now, sexy lady," Kayla soothed as she slid Missy's skirt down her legs and let it fall onto the floor. 

She removed one of Missy's leather pumps and stroked her nails gently over the sole of the blonde's foot. Missy felt a tremor go through her like she had never experienced before. Kayla removed the other shoe and crawled to the foot of the bed. She stroked Missy's foot like she had the other one, but this time she sucked one pink-polished toe into her mouth. Missy gasped and relaxed into the sensations. She loved getting a pedicure, but this was even better. It was the most amazing thing she'd ever felt. Kayla stroked Missy's foot gently as she licked and sucked each pretty toe and then Missy's instep.

"Mmmm, Kayla," she moaned. Missy was relaxing into the sensations as Kayla hoped she would, and she licked the pretty teacher's instep again and then her ankle. 

Slowly, slowly, Kayla's tongue roamed up Missy's leg until she reached her panties. Kayla licked around the leg openings of the silky, white panties and then trailed her tongue and nails over the waistband. Missy was squirming with pleasure, all conscious thought having left her as the overwhelming sensations engulfed her. Kayla licked the front of the panties and even chewed them a little. She ran her long tongue over the silky fabric, and she could feel wetness at the crotch. She slipped her tongue inside and tasted her lover's juices, and she shuddered at the sheer delight of it. 

Missy was shuddering too. She had never felt anything like this before, and she was lost in a swirl of amazing sensations. She needed it to continue, but she really didn't know what it was she needed. Kayla remedied that by slipping the panties down and over Missy's feet, dropping them to the floor. She then licked the outer lips ever so slowly. Missy's flesh was pink and moist and so pretty. Kayla spread the outer lips and gazed into a beautiful pink pussy. A virgin pussy, she thought. One that was about to have its first climax. The thought gave Kayla a huge rush of lust, and she closed her mouth over the soft, pink flesh and licked it and sucked it with abandon.

Missy was squirming and moaning and grasping Kayla's honey-blonde hair and twirling it in her fingers. Kayla was licking the wet flesh with long, hungry strokes of her tongue. She couldn't get enough of the pink skin beneath her tongue or the fragrant juices she lapped up. Melissa was incredibly wet. Kayla focused on the pink clit. It was large and swollen, and when she closed her mouth over it, Missy cried out.

"Oh, God, Kayla, yes! I need something----help me, Kayla." Missy needed a climax, but she didn't recognize what she was feeling.

Kayla sucked the swollen clit, licking it and sucking it over and over. Her face was buried in the dripping, fragrant pussy, and she felt Missy pulling her hair. She loved what she was doing to the pretty other woman, and she wanted to give Missy incredible pleasure----pleasure like she had never experienced. She was accomplishing it, as Missy was engulfed in incredible sensations, moaning and twisting beneath Kayla's sucking mouth. She was amazed by what she felt and she grasped Kayla's hair in a combination of ecstasy and the agony of need. Then Missy's legs tensed, and suddenly, her whole body was exploding with sensations she had never known before. She was literally convulsing in pleasure, and she felt like it would never end.

"KAAAYYYLLLAAAAA!!!!!!!!!" she screamed in ecstasy as her first climax overtook her completely. When the amazing sensations finally subsided, she lay there exhausted, unbelieving.

Kayla swept Missy into her arms and pressed her naked body against hers. It felt so good to be pressed against the soft curves of her new lover. Missy was in a drowsy, satisfied haze and thought that it felt wonderful to have Kayla snuggling against her. Kayla reached down to the foot of the bed where a soft pink throw was folded. She pulled it up, covering the two of them, and they both drifted off into a satisfied sleep.

Chapter Nine

The sun was slanting into the room, and Kayla awoke suddenly and opened her eyes. She couldn't believe where she was. A beautiful, naked Melissa was asleep next to her, her usually neat hair a tousled mess around her face and shoulders. Kayla thought she had never seen anything so beautiful. For one brief moment, she wondered if she was dreaming and that none of this had happened. She reached out and gently touched Missy's cheek. She felt real enough. I guess this really happened Kayla told herself. She and Missy had eaten each other's pussies, had brought each other to shattering climaxes and had spent the night together cuddling naked as they slept. It was the most wonderful Saturday morning Kayla had ever awakened to.

Kayla padded quietly to the bathroom and freshened up, and then she quietly crept across the room and climbed into bed with the sleeping blonde. Missy's gorgeous bare breasts rose and fell with her slumber breathing, and Kayla felt her pussy starting to get very wet as she gazed at the beautiful orbs. She planted a gentle kiss on one of Missy's cheeks. Melissa twitched but did not awaken. Kayla began to lightly kiss her way down her lover's body starting at her soft, full lips and moving to her neck. She kissed one full breast and then sucked the nipple on the other. Missy moaned in her sleep but still did not awaken. Kayla moved down Missy's torso, slowly moving the throw which had fallen to below the sleeping girl's breasts. When she got to Missy's belly, she pulled the throw all the way off, and hovered above the girl's pussy. Kayla gently spread Missy's outer lips and blew warm air onto the exposed flesh.

She began to lick the outer lips and then the inner lips and then moved her exploring tongue to the soft inner thighs. Missy started to wake up, and when Kayla plunged her tongue deep into Missy's pink, rosebud asshole Missy almost jolted up. She looked totally lost for a moment as she came out of the haze.

"Oh, my God, Kayla----what?"

"Just relax, Missy---enjoy!" Kayla replied before sticking her tongue deeper into the other girl's asshole. 

Missy was wide awake now and memories of the night before came flooding back to her. Her face turned pink with embarrassment when she thought about what had happened now during the sober light of day. And now another woman's tongue was plying its way into her bottom. What was going on here? For a moment, she felt very uptight and ready to put an end to this nonsense. Then all the warm and tender feelings she had for Kayla came rushing back to her followed by a bolt of sheer desire as Kayla's soft hands closed around her thighs and her tongue plunged deeper inside Missy's asshole. Missy relaxed and decided that if it felt this good, it had to be all right.

She could feel Kayla's tongue sliding out of her asshole, and the sensation was incredible. Kayla gently tickled Melissa's thighs with her long nails as she slid her tongue from the now moist asshole to the tip of the pink clit which was now hard with desire. Kayla gave long, sensuous strokes of her tongue over and over from asshole to clit, wiping the dripping slit over and over with her exploring mouth.

Missy was starting to feel something build in her again, and she vaguely remembered what had happened the night before. She desperately needed to feel that again----she needed it more than she had ever needed anything. Kayla who was deeply engrossed in the soft, fragrant pink flesh sensed Missy's need and began to make shorter, faster strokes with her tongue. Kayla had a real rhythm going now, and Missy was moaning and gasping and grabbing Kayla's long hair in her hands. Kayla new Missy was on the brink of her second-ever climax. Kayla slid one long finger into the rosebud asshole that had been occupied earlier by her tongue and one finger glided into the dripping pussy hole. This sent Missy over the edge and she began to spasm and climax intensely.

"OHHHHH, God, Kayla! Ohhhh my God!!!! I must be cumming!" she said breathlessly and in disbelief as her body went into wave after wave of incredible pleasure more intense than anything she had ever experienced.

When the powerful climax had subsided, she lay limp with Kayla's face still buried in her wet flesh. Kayla crawled up toward Missy and looked into her beautiful, satisfied face. It was at that moment that she knew that her feelings for Missy were even stronger than she thought. She was in love with the sweet, voluptuous blonde. Kayla was overcome with emotion and desire as she realized this, and she was so relieved that Missy had not reacted badly this morning when she was not under the influence of wine.

She reached for Missy's hand and gently kissed the soft palm. "I love doing that to you, Missy," she said softly, so overcome with emotion that she was quiet and not her usual bubbly self.

Missy didn't reply for a few minutes, and Kayla grew worried, but then Missy's words eased her mind.

"I felt a bit confused when I woke up this morning, Kayla, to be honest. I have had a very straightforward and traditional life. For heaven's sake, I had never even given myself a climax. But you have awakened something very new in me, and I might struggle with my feelings about it at times, but I really feel that anything this good has to be right. I love being with you in every way possible----so it's ok, right?"

"Missy, it is more than ok----it is incredible! I just want us to enjoy it and not analyze it----how about that?"

"Kayla, I will try to do that. I have never felt like this before, and I like it! You only live once, right?"

Kayla's response to that was a warm, full kiss on Missy's pink lips. Missy's mouth parted and Kayla's tongue found hers, and they kissed with the familiarity of intimacy now, and Missy secretly thrilled at tasting herself on Kayla's sweet tongue.




A Lesson for the Teacher



"Missy," Kayla whispered. "I really need to cum. Remember, last night I said I can't stop at one? But then I got busy giving you your climax, and now I am so turned on I think I'm going to explode!"

Those words gave Missy a tremor of excitement and lust, and she grew bold. Suddenly, she wanted to be buried inside of Kayla.

"Sit on my face, Kayla," she commanded boldly, surprising herself.

Kayla was surprised but so aroused she couldn't stand it. She straddled the blonde's face, sinking her moist, shaved pussy over the girl's mouth.

"Mmmm," they moaned collectively as Missy's tongue began to explore the pretty pink folds of Kayla's pussy.

Missy loved feeling the weight of Kayla pressing against her face. She loved the way the flesh smelled and tasted, and she loved Kayla's thighs pressing against her cheeks. Her tongue was going everywhere, licking Kayla all over, and she moved her face down to lick Kayla's small, puckered asshole as Kayla had done to her. Kayla bucked on Missy's face, moaning and gasping.

"Oh, God, Missy! I love that. Eat my pussy and eat my ass," she exclaimed in a wave of passion and ecstasy.

Missy obliged, stroking Kayla everywhere and plunging her tongue into first the asshole then the pussy hole which was now wet with thick, clear juices. Missy loved the wet hole and devoured the liquid. She couldn't get enough of Kayla's flesh. Kayla was riding a wave of pure, incredible pleasure and her new-found love for this other woman was making it all the more intense. She knew she was going to explode in just a minute. Kayla's thighs tensed and her whole body started to feel the climax as it slowly began and then climbed to a more intense level.

"I'm CUUUMMMIIIINNNGGGG!!!!!!" she screamed with intense pleasure as a seemingly endless climax overtook her, making her shake and cry out over and over as she ground her wet slit into Missy's sucking mouth. As she convulsed in pleasure a small stream of shiny, clear liquid seemed to explode out of her, hitting Missy on the mouth. Missy sucked it into her mouth and swallowed it, loving the taste and feel of it on her tongue. Kayla climbed off of Missy and pressed her naked body against her lover's as she nuzzled against her neck.

"I don't think I've ever cum that hard before, Missy. That was incredible. I think I even squirted."

"You definitely squirted, and I loved it. I didn't know women did that."

"Some women do. I never did before. See what you do to me?"

Missy chuckled huskily and reached back to squeeze Kayla, and they fell asleep for awhile more in satisfied exhaustion.

Chapter Ten

After their brief nap, the two girls had brunch together. Missy gave Kayla a pink, silky robe to wear while she donned a soft yellow one trimmed in lace. They chatted happily together, and the talk was natural and comfortable. Kayla was thrilled by their intimacy and relieved at how comfortable Missy still seemed to be with her. 

While eating omelets and fruit salad, Missy began to laugh.

"I still get a kick out of bananas now, Kayla," she said looking into her bowl. "I was just thinking about how you are new to teaching and how I was supposed to mentor you and teach you things, but I think I am the one who has received the most lessons!" She smiled at Kayla as she spoke, and Kayla felt her heart sing from the words and Missy's radiant face.

As they were cleaning up the dishes, Kayla reached over to Missy and slid her hand underneath the blonde's short, yellow robe. Her hand playfully squeezed Missy's soft, round cheek. Missy's eyes grew round in surprise, but then she smiled warmly and actually winked at Kayla. Missy was feeling more free and relaxed than she ever had, and she liked it. 

"I think I have an urge to make you cum again, Missy," Kayla said with a mischievous smile. "I think I'm getting addicted to it."

"I think I'm getting pretty addicted to it myself. I have years of missed climaxes to make up for," Missy replied, her voice getting a bit husky with lust.

Kayla took Missy's sweet face into her hands and kissed the other girl firmly on the mouth. She hungrily pushed Missy's lips open and sought her tongue. Missy's tongue quickly met hers, and their tongues moved together with rising desire until they were kissing deeply and passionately. Kayla opened the ties on Missy's robe and reached inside to gently stroke the full, gorgeous breasts. Missy moaned quietly into Kayla's mouth as Kayla's fingers closed around a nipple and pulled it into an erect point. Then Kayla squeezed the other large, pink nipple and felt it grow hard between her fingers. Both girls were becoming incredibly excited, and Kayla let her mouth drop from Missy's and she gazed lovingly over Missy's gorgeous, curvy body.

Kayla moved Missy over a foot to the right and pushed her gently to step onto a kitchen stool. "Climb up on the counter," Kayla whispered lustily.

Missy did as she was told and Kayla slid her back so that she was pressed against the wall. Kayla's hungry mouth found Missy's again and after some deep kissing with a lot of exploring tongue, Kayla let her tongue explore further. She slid it down Missy's chin and down her neck and then she licked and kissed one full, large breast. Missy let out a deep moan as Kayla's mouth closed around one already hard nipple. Kayla then began to suck hard on the other nipple while her fingers played with the hard, moist point of the first breast. Kayla sucked so hard on the nipple that Missy could feel a deep aching in her belly and a feeling of growing tension between her legs. She could feel wetness start to drip out of her too. She had never felt desire like this, and she was completely lost in it.

Kayla sensed Missy's building excitement, and she licked her way from the nipple over the breast and down Missy's body. She swirled her tongue in Missy's navel and then went lower. When she got to the moist, pink pussy she licked the inside of each thigh and then down to the curve of Missy's cheeks which were planted on the counter.

"Kayla, please....." Missy begged.

"What do you want, lady? Do you want me to devour that pink pussy of yours with my tongue? Do you want me to stick my tongue deep inside and suck out your juice and then drag my tongue up to that throbbing little pink clit and suck it?"

Missy was surprised to find herself getting turned on by Kayla's words. "Yes, lick my pussy, Kayla. I need you to!" Missy cried, using a word she had never before uttered.

When Kayla's tongue poised above the fragrant pussy, both women could not wait for what was to come next. Kayla lowered her mouth to the pink flesh and Missy screamed, "Yes!"

Kayla's mouth was everywhere, her tongue furiously licking every inch of Missy's skin. She stuck her tongue deep inside Missy and sucked out the juices and swallowed the fragrant liquid and then dragged her tongue upward moving it furiously over the sweet flesh. She licked the wet slit over and over and when she finally closed her sucking mouth around the erect, little pink clit, Missy moaned loudly.

"Ohhhh, God, Kayla!" She cried as wonderful sensations began to course through her body.

Kayla lifted her head for a moment and said quickly, "Cum hard on my tongue, Missy."

Kayla's tongue and mouth went back to the throbbing clit, and Missy started to convulse in pleasure.

"AHHHHH, UHHHHHH, AHHHHH," Missy cried as she climaxed hard on Kayla's probing mouth. 

Kayla did not lessen the pressure, and as soon as the climax ended another one began and Kayla kept her mouth working on Missy's clit as the pretty blonde shook and trembled on her countertop with her legs spread wide.

"Wow, Kayla. I never knew I could do that," Missy exclaimed breathlessly about her back-to-back orgasms. "That was so good."

Kayla kissed her lover's lips tenderly. "It was good for me too, but I'm so turned on, I've got to cum badly now."

Missy felt weak, but she climbed off the counter, and sunk to her knees, the robe falling off of her completely. She stroked a finger up Kayla's leg, tickling the flesh with her nail as she stroked higher. Kayla's leg seemed to never end, but then she felt herself reach the wet pussy flesh, and she gently stroked it. Kayla moaned. Missy let her finger slip inside Kayla, and she reveled in the feeling of the saturated flesh. Kayla moaned louder when Missy's finger began to slide higher and move in and out.

"Oh, God, yes! Fuck me, Missy. Fuck me with your fingers!" Kayla cried out.

Missy put another finger inside of Kayla, and then boldly a third. She pumped them in and out, feeling Kayla stretch to accommodate them. Kayla was so wet, and her juices were dripping out and trickling down Missy's hand. Missy was loving the feeling of Kayla's wet hole on her probing fingers, and she moved them in and out faster, and when she sucked Kayla's clit into her mouth, Kayla screamed.

"Oh, God, Missy. Fuck me, and suck me, and make me cum! I'm going to explode! Missy sucked hard on Kayla's throbbing clit while she moved her fingers in and out of Kayla faster and faster. She felt Kayla's body tense, and then Kayla was exploding. Missy could feel her pussy clenching her fingers while Kayla cried out.

"OHHHHHH, GOOOOOODDDDD!!!!!" Kayla screamed. 

She was orbited out of reality for the time being on a climax more intense than anything she had ever known. A gush of clear, shiny liquid squirted out of her again as she shuddered and jolted on Missy's fingers and tongue. Like Kayla had done to her, Missy kept the movement of her fingers and mouth steady, and Kayla exploded a second time with a cry as more shiny juice gushed from her throbbing pussy. When she had settled, she looked down into Missy's pretty face and was shocked and aroused to see Missy slide her saturated fingers from Kayla's pussy and lick some of the shiny juice from her fingers and hand. The gesture was so intimate and so sexy, that Kayla felt her heart swell with love and desire. 

In an unprecedented move, Missy then stuck her wet fingers into Kayla's mouth and let Kayla lick some of her juices from Missy's fingers and hand.

"I might need an umbrella when I do that with you," Missy joked, but she found that she really liked it and was glad that Kayla could climax so hard that she gushed.

Chapter Eleven

The sensuous day just seemed to never end, which suited both women fine. After finishing in the kitchen, they went out to Missy's private, shady yard and lounged on the chairs. Missy had brought out a nail kit and some lotion, and she was currently seated on the end of Kayla's chair while the leggy, slender girl lounged. Missy reached up and played with Kayla's firm, round breasts. She let her nails graze the nipples, and then she gently stroked down Kayla's body until she was back at her feet. She squeezed some lotion onto her hands and began to massage Kayla's foot.

Kayla was turned on again, of course, and couldn't wait for another round with Missy. Missy had suggested giving each other pedicures, and Kayla thought it sounded like an excellent way to enjoy some foreplay. She felt like she could stay at Missy's house indefinitely and have them devour each other. When Missy squirted lotion onto her hands again and picked up the other pretty foot, she noticed Kayla's shaved pussy was glistening again with liquid. Kayla saw where Missy was looking, and she opened her legs seductively.

"God, you're insatiable, girl," Missy said with a chuckle as she began to massage the other slender foot. 

Kayla moaned as Missy massaged her, Missy's eyes never leaving the dripping pussy. Just as Missy was reaching into her nail kit for something, she heard the phone ring inside the house. 

She should have let it go; she hated having reality intrude on this moment, but she felt that she should get it. 

"Hold on, sweetie. I'll be right back," she said as she went toward the house, leaving a disappointed Kayla behind.

Missy answered the phone.

"Hey, there. I just wanted to check and see if you'll be ready for me to pick you up at 7:00 tonight for our date?" 

It was Glen. Missy didn't answer. She felt like she was being rudely jolted back into reality. She had forgotten about Glen along with everything else that had seemed to recede into the cosmos. Missy felt like something was shattering into a million pieces. It was her new-found sense of freedom and joy, but she didn't realize that until much later. Now she just felt numb.

"Missy, you there?" Glen asked.

"Uhhh, yeah, I'm here. Yeah, sure, I'll be ready at 7:00. See you then." She hung up the cordless phone and stood numb and shell-shocked for a moment. Then, like a robot, she walked back into the yard. Missy's eyes didn't even really see Kayla anymore. It was as if she were looking at the scene from very far away. It had a sense of unreality to it.

"Uh, that was Glen," she said quietly. "He reminded me we have a date tonight. I had better get some things straightened up and hop in the shower. Can you see yourself out?"

Kayla nodded blankly. She felt as if someone had just stabbed her in the gut, and her emotions were so intense at the moment that she could barely process them. 

"Thanks, Kayla. I better run. I guess I'll see you Monday at school," Missy said and walked back into the house.

Lying on her bed later, her eyes swollen from crying, Kayla barely knew how she had gathered her things and driven home from Missy's. She was so hurt and confused at how Missy had just shut herself off and treated Kayla like that. Obviously, when Glen called it had knocked her back into reality, and she must have realized that she was only caught up in a moment (or hours) of some kind of madness and lust with Kayla and now everything needed to return to how it was before.

For her sake, Kayla was devastated. She had never been so turned on or satisfied as she was with Missy, and she realized that she had never loved or desired anyone this much before. Yeah, it was kind of weird that it was another woman, but so what? If it felt like this, it had to be right.

But that's all a moot point now anyway Kayla thought as she stared into the bottom of a wine glass on this painful Saturday night. She knew in her broken heart that it was over with Missy and at the moment she wondered how she would recover from this pain let alone have to work with the other woman. She spent the night drinking wine, crying, and using her vibrator to assuage both her pain and pent-up lust.

Chapter Twelve

To echo her mood, Monday morning started gray and rainy. Kayla had the windshield wipers on full speed as she drove to school. On Sunday, Kayla had pulled herself together some, and drawing on some deep-seated inner strength proceeded to feel better as the day wore on. By Monday morning, her pain had turned to anger, and she wanted as little to do with Missy as possible.

Fortunately, she didn't have to see Missy during their planning period as Kayla ended up giving a group of girls some extra help at that time. When they both ended up in their shared office at the end of the day, the tension in the room was palpable.

"What a gloomy, rainy day, huh?" Missy asked in her small-talk voice. Kayla nodded and didn't say anything. Both women seemed to be closed off from each other, hiding behind a formal façade. They talked briefly about some preliminary achievement testing that was to take place that week, and Kayla shortly after picked up the papers she needed to grade and stuffed them into her Coach briefcase. 

"I'm going to grade these at home," she said to the room at large and strolled out of the office with her briefcase and umbrella.

Missy sat staring after her as if in a daze. She didn't know what she thought or felt---it was all too confusing. She felt light years away from her real feelings, and she clung to her normal reality and what she always did and how she always acted. Since she was so dazed and confused, she didn't even completely notice how distant Kayla was acting.

As far as the date with Glen was concerned, it had been their typical date, which had further thrust Melissa back into her former life. They had gone out for a nice, Italian dinner which she had barely tasted. After dinner, Glen had taken her to his apartment to watch a DVD. Missy had closed her eyes for awhile, feigning sleepiness, and when Glen's hand had fallen from her shoulder to her breast, she seemed to awaken with a start.

Somehow, it did not feel right for him to touch her there. It felt like that was something reserved for Kayla. She had a moment of clarity with that thought and found it so confusing that she pushed all further thoughts or emotions from her mind, and on Sunday, forced herself to focus on things the way they were before she met Kayla. She was good at suppressing emotions, and she was able to keep herself in a state of taking care of business but feeling little. If Kayla's hasty departure that Monday made her feel anything, she quickly pushed it away and busied herself with teacher work. 

Kayla arrived home, and changed into shorts and a t shirt. She allowed herself a few tears while she gulped down a quick glass of wine. It wasn't five yet, but it was five o'clock somewhere she said to herself with a wry smile. She pulled out the vibrator and stroked it over her wet pussy. She was trying to be numb, and she was certainly working up some anger to help with her pain, but she was still so turned on and could not get her body to cooperate. Kayla squeezed a nipple through her t shirt as she stroked the vibrator around the folds of her pussy. She had stepped out of her shorts and panties. Juices trickled down her thigh as she stroked herself. Now her desires were betraying her along with her body. Kayla could think of nothing but Missy as she played with her pussy. Her thoughts were on Missy eating her pussy or on the taste and feel of Missy's pussy and bringing her to her first powerful climax. Kayla was incredibly wet, and she gushed some clear, shiny liquid as she came hard, thinking about making Missy climax. She needed to stop thinking about this she told herself as she reached for her panties. A tear rolled down her cheek, and she wiped it away trying hard to arouse her anger.

Chapter Thirteen

The week at school was a busy one with the achievement testing going on, and the two pretty teachers were almost like ships passing in the night as they worked hard at their respective jobs. Missy remained numb, removed from her feelings, and focused on the business at hand. Kayla was becoming more and more angry as the days wore on and focused hard on doing a good job.

When Friday rolled around, both women ended up in their shared office at the same time. They had been working with some other sixth grade math teachers on their larger team, and those teachers had then left to go out for a bite inviting Kayla and Melissa to join them. The women had both declined and returned a few minutes apart to their office. The blinds on the office door were closed, and only Missy's small lamp was on. Since it was late in the day and only custodial staff would be left, both women had locked their classroom doors. The janitor had actually just mopped their rooms and had said he was headed to the seventh grade wing.

As Kayla looked at Missy sitting at her desk, she was overcome with a confused tangle of emotions she could not possibly unravel. Confused, angry, and of course, still hurting, she felt like the lust and desire were the strongest of all feelings still. Something was coming over her as she looked at Missy, and she began to unbutton her blouse, willing Missy to look up. Missy did look up and was stunned to see Kayla seductively opening the buttons of her white blouse and running her long fingers over her perfect breasts. She wore a pink push-up bra and a smooth full mound was visible over each cup. 




A Lesson for the Teacher



Kayla let the blouse fall from her shoulders and she unhooked her bra and tossed it aside. She was very aware of Missy's big, blue eyes gazing at her. She pinched one nipple and then the other and then cupped each perfect breast. Kayla licked her fingers and caressed each nipple, pulling on them until they were elongated and hard. She lifted up her cotton, floral skirt and ran her fingers over the crotch of her silky, pink panties. A big wet spot was clearly visible. Kayla saw from the corner of her eye that Missy was watching, transfixed. Kayla stuck a finger inside and drew it out, gleaming with juices. She licked it. "Mmm," she said as she tasted her wetness.

Missy watched in amazement, going from her other numb state into a fresh daze. She could not look away. It was like a train wreck. The next thing she knew, Kayla was approaching her.

"Suck my nipples," Kayla commanded, dropping to her knees next to Missy. Missy sucked as if brainwashed, making the long nipples even longer and harder. Her hands found first one breast and then the other and she squeezed them.

Kayla moaned, "That's it, play with my tits." She threw her head back and felt Missy's hands on her, Missy's mouth sucking the nipples again. She was carried away with lust and anger and all the other emotions. She grabbed Missy's sweater top and pulled it over her head quickly. She grabbed Missy's glasses and set them on the desk. She kissed her hard as she reached around her and opened the back of her white bra and thrust it aside. Kayla pulled hard at Missy's big breasts and then sucked them. She bit down on a nipple, and Missy jolted but didn't pull away.

Kayla removed her skirt. She thrust her panty-clad pussy into Missy's face. "Eat me," she commanded. Missy sat there staring, dazed. "Eat me, damn it!" Kayla almost growled, and she pushed Missy's head to her wet crotch. Missy could not stop what was happening nor did she seem to want to. She buried her face in the fragrant wet panties and grabbed the material with her teeth, chewing it. She licked and sucked at the panties and then she grasped them and pulled them off. Kayla kicked them aside. "Eat me now, and make me cum hard. I want you to make me cum hard."

Kayla was surprised by what she was doing, but she was powerless to stop this manifestation of her lust and emotions. Missy was under Kayla's spell and buried her face in the dripping pussy and licked and sucked it. Kayla moaned and pressed her pussy against Missy. Kayla reached for Missy's hand. 

"Fuck me with your fingers," she commanded. Missy thrust three fingers into Kayla and Kayla almost exploded. "Fuck me hard!" Missy's fingers moved in and out of Kayla hard and fast as she furiously licked Kayla's wet, pink flesh. Kayla pressed the blonde head to her pussy, pulling on Missy's hair. "Oh, God, I'm going to cum! Fuck me so hard, FUUUUCCCKKKK MEEEEE!" Kayla exploded on Missy's face and fingers, shiny, clear juices gushed out of her and ran down Missy's arm and dripped onto her khaki skirt. 

"Don't stop," Kayla demanded as she forced Missy to finger-fuck and lick her to another shattering and wet climax before she stepped back. 

Still in a rage of emotions, she began to clear things off Missy's desk. "Climb up here," she commanded. "Get on your knees." Missy followed the instructions like a sleepwalker.

Kayla looked at Missy's big breasts hanging down, and she knelt down and put her head below them. God, they were so beautiful and sexy she thought as she sucked hard at each nipple and then bit them. Missy moaned, becoming utterly lost to sensation yet again. Kayla let her tongue flick gently from Missy's beautiful breasts to her stomach and then down to her pussy. She teased the blonde with her tongue licking just around her clit but not touching it.

"Oh, please, Kayla," Missy groaned, breathing hard.

"Please, what?" Kayla teased.

"Oh, God, Kayla. Please make me climax," Missy begged. Kayla still let her tongue flick lightly over Missy, reveling in the wetness of her pussy and the sweet smell of her.

Kayla still felt anger and passion coursing through her. She smacked Missy's ass with her hand before she knew what she was doing. "I think the teacher has been naughty and needs to be paddled," Kayla stated as she smacked Missy's soft round bottom again. Kayla slapped the soft ass cheeks again and again until they were pink and Missy's face cheeks had flushed to a matching shade. Somehow, the slapping of her bottom had woken her from her daze, and she realized that Kayla was angry and hurting and that she wanted more than anything to go back in time and to wake in Kayla's soft arms. Overcome by guilt, lust, and some other emotions she couldn't understand she moaned loudly.

"Kayla, I've been a bad girl. Please punish me but please make me climax. I need to so badly." The words surprised Missy even as she uttered them and Kayla found that she was surprised to hear them as well.

Kayla grabbed a smooth wooden pointer that was on Missy's desk and slathered hand lotion from a dispenser onto it. Spreading Missy's pink ass cheeks, she slowly guided the pointer into Missy's asshole. Missy's eyes widened in pain but as Kayla's golden head dropped down and her tongue began to caress Missy's bare pussy, pleasure overtook her, somehow intensified by the pain of her sore cheeks and stuffed asshole.

Kayla licked and sucked gently at first but then got more wild and aggressive with her mouth as she gently twisted the pointer into Missy's asshole. Missy was panting and grunting and begging Kayla to make her climax.

"Please, Kayla...."

Finally, Kayla closed her mouth onto the swollen pink clit and Missy gasped. Kayla licked and sucked Missy with abandon. She reached up finally and spread Missy's soft pink hood, revealing the hidden inner clit. It was bright pink and shiny. Kayla licked and sucked at it furiously.

Missy had never felt anything so amazing, and she could feel her climax building. Suddenly, her legs tensed, and she began to convulse as the amazing climax overtook her. The pointer filling her asshole made the sensations more intense and she shuddered and convulsed like never before.

"OHHHHH, God, Kayla!!!!!!!" Missy's voluptuous body shook and trembled repeatedly until finally she stilled, exhausted.

When she had quieted, Kayla gently removed the pointer and began to gather her clothes.

"I'm sorry, Missy. I don't know what came over me."

"Kayla, I'm the one who is sorry. Please give me some time to come to terms with everything. I need to go out with Glen tomorrow night, and let me please have the weekend to think. My time with you has been the most special time of my life, honestly, but I need some time."

Kayla nodded. She was heartened by Missy's words but still worried that Missy would choose not to continue their relationship. She had no choice but to allow Missy time to work through it. The ladies silently dressed and when they had gotten themselves together, Missy walked over to Kayla and gave her a hug.

"Keep your chin up, Kayla. I hate to see you so downhearted. Please just give me time to work this out."

Kayla nodded again and smiled radiantly at Missy, hope in her eyes. Missy felt her heart contract when she saw that smile, and she smiled back at the other teacher.

"It will be okay, Kayla," she said as she gathered her things and began to leave the office. Kayla watched her leave, her eyes glued to her curving backside as she walked.

Chapter Fourteen

The weekend was slow and agonizing for Kayla, and she tried hard not to think too much. She thought over and over about the positive things her lover had said, and she prayed that Missy would work things out in her mind and decide to continue to be Kayla's lover. When Monday arrived, Kayla felt a sense of trepidation at seeing Missy and could barely walk into the school her tension was so great.

However, it proved to be a terribly busy day and the two women never made it into their shared office at the same time. The only good thing about not seeing Missy and finding out what she was thinking was that it postponed finding out something that Kayla knew would devastate her if it came to pass. Fortunately, she was too busy to think much about it.

When the hectic momentum of the day finally waned, Kayla found herself in the shared office at the same time as Missy and sighed in relief. Missy was sitting at her desk writing in a notebook, and she barely looked at Kayla.

Boldly, Kayla strode over to her. She couldn't take the waiting anymore. She had to find out what was in the beautiful blonde's mind.

"Missy, I think we need to talk. Please tell me you have sorted things out."

Missy looked up at Kayla, and there were tears in her beautiful blue eyes. 

"Kayla, I think fate has sorted things out for us. Glen asked me to marry him, and I said yes." Missy held up her left hand, and Kayla noticed a diamond sparkling on Missy's ring finger.

Kayla felt like a cannon ball had just hit her in the stomach. She muttered congratulations to Missy and grabbed her Coach briefcase and hurriedly left the school. Driving home in the Civic, she could barely see the road behind her veil of tears. She threw herself down on her bed once she was home and cried until she was drained of all emotion.

The next week was long and agonizing as Kayla tried to avoid Missy as much as possible. She had tried to turn some of her pain into anger and that defense had enabled her to do her job. She felt like a robot devoid of any emotion with a layer of anger simmering just below the surface.

On Friday, Kayla was about to go home when she noticed an envelope on her desk. She picked it up and opened it. Inside was a note from Missy. "Please meet me at my house, Kayla. Please come now. Missy"

Kayla let her anger bubble forth and fumed about the other teacher summoning her like that. She drove very fast seething with anger, and honestly, some curiosity. She tried hard to push her pain from her mind as she strode up to Missy's wreath-adorned front door. Kayla rang the bell, and Missy answered. She had changed after school into a soft navy blue silky robe, and she motioned for Kayla to come inside.

Kayla stormed in and began to yell at Missy as all of her emotions burst forth as if a floodgate had opened.

"What could you possibly want, Missy? Did you summon me over here to ask me to be a bridesmaid at your wedding?" Kayla demanded.

Missy reached for Kayla's hand, but Kayla pulled it away. She saw Missy flinch and was glad. Her anger and hurt was overpowering her now.

"Kayla, there isn't going to be a wedding," Missy said. "I gave the ring back to Glen. It wasn't what I wanted. Kayla, I love you. I want to be with you. I never felt better in my life than when I was with you. I'm sorry I hurt you. Please forgive me." Missy began to cry, and she buried her face in her hands.

Kayla didn't comprehend what she was hearing at first. When it finally sunk in she went over to Missy and grabbed her wrists, pulling them away from her damp cheeks.

"My God, Missy. I love you, too." Kayla began to cry now, too, and they were tears of relief and joy.

Missy looked at her and her heart swelled. She gave a husky chuckle. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea after all. Two girls together---all that emotion and tears. Guys don't show emotion so much---maybe I better call Glen back."

Kayla laughed and pulled Missy into her arms. "Don't you dare, or I might have to spank you again." 

"Promises, promises," Missy said with a grin, and then she pressed her lips against Kayla's and Kayla stroked Missy's back through the silky robe and pressed her body tightly against her lovers.

"Let's go upstairs," she said with lust in her voice. "I still have more things to teach you."

"I can't wait to learn them," Missy said, and then she couldn't speak anymore because Kayla was kissing her and their tongues were entwined just as their hearts and lives had interconnected in a profusion of love and passion.