Over the next few weeks we got to know her and her husband John well. He was a surgeon at the local hospital and frequently worked with my partner Joa.... My crush on his wife Linda grew even deeper, but there was no way I dare let her know how I felt. When Joan and I made love, it was Linda I was making love to in my imagination.Both families became close friends and we began to go out socially as a foursome. I began to spend a lot of time with Linda and would make excuses to call on her. When I ask her how I could get help to improve my grades. She pointed this out to me and told me you were away ahead in your studies and probably knew more about mathematics than she did. She also said a lot of the other teachers felt the same. She suggested I ask you to tutor me and get me to study with you so that I could catch up. Would you be willing to do this?"I was flabbergasted, here was the lady of my dreams and the centre of my fantasies asking for my help and giving me the. I told him to stop and he pounded a dozen-or-more times into my dripping cunt. I cried out at the intensity, feeling raw...He kissed me deeply and asked what I wanted next, stating ‘I’ll do anything you want...’ When I suggested a hard fuck from behind, he wasn’t convinced at how it would work in the car, so he suggested getting out. I let his cock slide out of me slowly feeling empty as soon as it wasn’t there. I put my shoes on, got out of the car and then leaned on the cool passenger door,. Clothes, underwear, stockings discarded, a lamp knocked over, most of the bedding on the floor and pillows spread around the room as he’d used them, imaginatively, to lift her hips so that he could fuck her deeper. She had been wicked yesterday. He’d been dark and quiet as they’d driven from the ferry to the manoir. The rain was apocalyptic and the traffic ridiculous. Even when the rain abated and they lost the impatient queues, his mood had become a habit that was hard to break. She said.