I have a pass. I was heading to my class when you texted me.”“That endowed teacher, huh?” Mom said, her suspicions growing. “School isn’t ju...t for you to indulge your pleasures. You have to focus.”“Yes, Mom,” I muttered, cheeks burning. “Then I should go. You can lecture me later.”“Mmm-hmm,” she said. I knew she wouldn’t drop this.I sighed and said. “Love you. Got to go.” I hung up and rushed to my next class.Math passed swiftly since it was nearly half-over when I arrived. Lunch was next.. She waved and gave me a nice smile, I waved and returned the smile. A while later she returned up the road. As she drew abreast of me she stopped and began to comment on the work I was doing.I introduced myself and we talked awhile. I found out that her name was Wanda Barnes and that she was recently divorced with two small school-aged children and that she had moved in with her widowed mother who lived up the mountain above me. Wanda informed me that she had bought a wooded lot above me and. Days passed us by. On different occasions I approached her with small gifts for her and the children, which she gracefully accepted with grateful thanks. Each time I went to her I made up some business reason. I brought special gifts like perfume, body lotion and so on for her and chocolates for her children. She used to hug me lightly whenever I returned from a long visit away. I have to admit, that I wished so many time to let my hands linger a little to her feel body, but I never did try nor. I just love that pushing into her feeling almost more than when I am balls deep inside her.And I love watching the expression on her face when she finally realizes what she is up against too. That wide-eyed wonder mixed with the I-hope-I-can-take-all-of-it uncertainty just fascinates me.Heather and I continued to fuck hard and fast for another hour. I made her cum two more times before it was my turn. When I was ready I dragged her off the desk and onto the floor on her knees.She dutifully.