Giving My Son’s Teacher What She Needed

Turns out she has a very hands on approach.

Normally I’d approach parent teacher interviews with the same enthusiasm I would in going to the dentist. But when it came to my son’s kindergarten teacher, I found myself oddly enthusiastic.

I’m not going to lie, it had more than a little to do with the fact that Mrs. Skye was everything that brings a smile to a man’s face. Bubbly, with sandy blonde hair and a body with enough curves to inspire all sorts of interesting thoughts on the drive to work.

Mrs. Skye was stunning. She was exactly the sort of woman that inspires fantasies in adolescents. Which is probably why they tucked her away in kindergarten, limit the damage to the daydreams of dad’s dropping their kids off before work.

Parent teacher interviews ran into the evening, and my wife and I tended to take them in turns. When I booked in for my son’s she gave me a smile that sent a thrill right through me.

Pushing open the classroom door, I found Mrs. Skye tidying up.

“Tyson, I’m so glad you could make it,” she beamed.

I couldn’t help but notice she was wearing heels, not the practical flats she wore most days. Her skirt was a flowing affair that ran to her knee but couldn’t hide her toned ass. Her blouse was undone, perhaps one more button than might be considered proper but I wasn’t going to complain.

Behave tiger. Eyes up.

If I wasn’t careful, I’d be pitching a tent that would be impossible to hide.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” I replied. “Got many more tonight?”

“You’re the last. Shall we get started?” She pointed to two chairs set in front of her desk.

An early finish then. I supposed that explained her attire. She was heading out with her hubby for a date night after. I found myself envying the lucky bastard as I took my seat. She was a decade younger than me and no doubt her libido would be firing on all cylinders.

“So, Mrs. Skye. How’s my boy settling in.”

“Please, call me Skye. The kids might have to use that title, but you don’t.”

“Habit, I suppose,” I chuckled.

“And Tommy is a treat. Just adorable,” Skye responded with a ready smile. “He’s doing well, he listens and plays well with others.”

“He gets that from his dad,” I replied.

Skye shifted in her chair, leaning forward a hint as she looked down at a checklist in her lap. The movement exposed another few inches of tantalizing flesh until my view was blocked by something lacy and black.

I raised my eyes before she did.

“I’m sure he does.” Again, with the smile. It only drew more attention to her lips.

“To be honest with you Tyson, your son is a dream. He’s the sort of child that makes me want to have my own.”

“You should try to put him to bed, he’s a little less angelic then.”

“That’s just life though,” Skye replied wistfully.

I knew that look. She wanted kids of her own.

“So, you’re planning to have some of your own then?” I asked, trying not to pry too hard.

“I’d like to,” she replied. “But sometimes, it’s just not that easy.”

I apologized quickly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,”

“It’s ok,” Skye replied, looking up at me. “The doctors tell me I’m fine. My hubby and I have plenty of sex, but it just hasn’t happened yet. You know, sometimes these things just take time.”

“Sure,” I replied. Certainly, wasn’t feeling sorry for her husband right now. The guy was probably being ridden senseless.

“How long did it take for you guys?” Skye blurted out.

Her hand rushed up to cover her mouth. “I’m sorry, that’s out of line. I shouldn’t have asked you that.”

I laughed. “It’s fine. Look every couple is different, but normally we knew in a few weeks.”

“Weeks?” Skye’s eyes bulged. “We’ve been trying for two years.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Has your hubby been tested?”

She bit her lip. “Well, he tells me he has, but I’ve never seen the results.”

“You didn’t go with him?” I asked.

“He said he’d rather go on his own,” she replied.

“It’s pretty common with men,” I replied. “No one likes to think they might be the one having trouble. Have you explored other options?”

“Have you seen the price tag on the other options?” Skye replied. “I’m a teacher, not a doctor. I’d have to sell my soul. Unless”

“Unless?” I wasn’t quite following.

“Well. Obviously, you know what you’re doing in that department. Your wife was pregnant in weeks. You have good genes obviously. Look at your kids, they are adorable. Maybe you could help me.”

“You want me to,” my voice trailed off as I considered what she was suggesting. At this point my cock gave up behaving and went to full mast, tenting my pants obscenely as I did my best to hide it.

“I want you to give me a baby,” her words sent a thrill right through me.

“You’re my son’s teacher, that could get you fired.”

“Oh please,” she laughed. “I see the way you dads look at me. Tell me you don’t want me to climb into your lap right now.”

“That’s not the point.” I kicked myself. Why was I trying to talk her out of this. I knew what my dick wanted, and it was hardly consulting me in the process.

“You’re telling me, you haven’t once wondered what I’m wearing beneath this skirt?” Skye parted her legs, drawing the hem of the skirt higher and higher until it reached the seat of the chair.

My eyes couldn’t help but follow its progress.

She bit her lower lip as she lifted her skirt all the way to her waist, revealing her cleanly shaved, completely bare pussy.

My gasp was the only sound in the room.

“Because I’m wearing fucking nothing,” Skye breathed.

“You’re married,” it came out with a throaty groan.

“I don’t need a husband,” Skye breathed. “I need a daddy. Tell, me Tyson. Are you going to be my daddy?”

Skye stood in front of me, my eyes climbing those long legs all the way to her bare sex.

“Because your mouth says no, but that cock says yes.”

She was right. I reached out and pulled her into my lap. My palms resting on her well-muscled thighs.

“Yes,” I growled as she ground herself into my erection. I tore open her blouse, buttons flying off as I exposed the thin lacy black bra covering her full breasts.

Skye tossed her ruined shirt on her desk as I grabbed the straps on her bra and peeled them down her arms, before pushing the bra itself to her waist.

Her breasts swayed free, her nipples hard with anticipation. If she wanted a baby, I was going to enjoy every inch of her in the process. I sucked one of them into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue and lips while squeezing the other.

Skye grabbed my shoulders groaning as I tortured her sweet full tits. All the while she worked herself against my hardon until I could barely think straight. My pants were soon soaked from her juices as she rode my lap hard.

I was going to reek of sex. I pulled her to me, my lips teasing her ear.

“My wife is going to smell you,” I whispered.

“Then we best get rid of those pants,” Skye countered. She slid to her knees between my thighs and opened my belt. Slowly, sensually, she unzipped my fly.

As my pants parted, my cock tented my briefs.

“Would you look at that?” Skye almost went cross eyed as she stared at it.

Grabbing my briefs, she pulled them down. My dick was so hard it smacked her in the cheek.

“So big,” Skye gasped as she stared up the rigid length to the thick head that was even now leaking pre-cum on her forehead. Wrapping her dainty hands around my shaft she sucked one ball and then the other.

“So heavy. Are they nice and full for me, Daddy?” She teased.

Skye was insatiable. Before I could answer, she took me into her mouth and started bobbing voraciously on my thick shaft. If she kept that up for much longer, I was going to spend my load right down the back of her throat.

Fortunately, Skye seemed to understand my predicament. She stood up, a trail of saliva and precum dribbling down onto her tit. Skye through her leg over my lap and positioned me at the soaked entrance of her love tunnel.

My wife had had years to get used to my size. Skye seemed intent on taking it all on her first try. My cock stretched her as she forced the thick head inside her.

“Fuck, Daddy,” she groaned as she got the first few inches inside. “You’re so much bigger than my husband. I just knew you were the right man for the job.”

Hearing that I dwarfed her now cuckold husband I grinned, impaling her with more of my burgeoning erection. Skye planted her heels against the ground and rode me hard.

I enjoyed every moment of the once sweet Mrs. Skye now surrendering herself to me. Her groans grew louder and louder as she took more cock than her husband had ever given her. I pushed her backward, so that she was arched away from me, my cock rubbing against her g-spot as she ground into me.

With one arm wrapped around her lower back I kept her in place. With the other hand I stroked her clit with my thumb. Skye shuddered; her tits thrust up toward the ceiling.

“Daddy?” she panted.

“That’s it, Skye, come for Daddy.”

Grabbing her bubble-butt with both hands, I squeezed it tight. Skye spasmed violently as she orgasmed with me buried deep inside her.

She rode me right through her orgasm. I was so close; I could barely contain it.

“Please, Daddy, fill me up,” Skye groaned as she wrapped her arms around my neck once more. “Put a baby in me, please.”

Well, she did ask nicely. I let her have it, exploding deep within my son’s hot teacher.

“Oh, Daddy,” Skye groaned, as wave after wave filled her hot sex. She rode everything I had out of me until our juices were mingling on the chair beneath me.

She rested her hand on my chest. “Thank you, Daddy. I may need you again, just to be sure.”

I leaned back in the seat, staring at her incredible body.

“Anytime you like, sweetheart. Anytime you like.”

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