After Sex

He removed his prick a few seconds later, letting Margaret lick the last drops from its tip. He looked down at the woman and saw that his come had flooded her beyond capacity, running out of Margaret's mouth and down her chin until it had formed a sticky puddle between the woman's huge tits.

"Everything's going to be all right," Margaret soothed the overexcited teenager. "Trust me, John. I'll go speak to Mr. Hansen. I promise you, thing's turn out for you. I know it."
"You're pretty close with him, aren't you?" John asked "I shouldn't say this, Mrs. Dowler, but I guess everybody knows that you two go out together on weekends."
"That's none of your business, John," Margaret answered icily. "I'm not at all happy hearing you talk that way."
"I know, I know," John answered, turning away from the woman. "But you can make him do whatever you want. He's crazy about you, every kid in school knows it. Look, I knew you were making it together. I guess that's why I started in
with June."
It took Margaret a moment to accept the fact of John's knowledge of her affair with Jim Hansen. It was impossible to keep a secret in that school, but that in itself was in a way encouraging. A plan started to take form in her mind, a way to get John and June out of trouble. But before she could do that it was necessary to make a confession of her
own.
"He's not the only one I've been making it with," Margaret told her pupil. "There's June, too. I wasn't going to tell you about it but now I have to. John, do you really care for the girl or were
you just using her?"
"I like her all right," John answered. "But I don't know about love. I mean, I don't want to give you up but I don't want to lose her either. I'd hate to see her with another guy."
"You might have to,' Margaret told him, her voice firm and steady. "You've got nobody to blame but yourself but if you can be strong about it, I think I have the answer."

Margaret refused to answer any of the boy's questions. She had a pretty good idea of what she was going to do but John was too young to be trusted altogether. In any case, he would not have to wait long. She was due to go out with Jim Hansen the following evening, as long as she could reach June first.

There was only one way to silence the boy and take his mind off her nascent scheme. Margaret sat down beside John on the back seat and kissed the boy full on his lips, giving him a taste of his own semen. She wrapped her arms around John's body, knowing that he would soon be ready to fuck her.

As they kissed, John used his hands to explore the curves and excrescences of Margaret's magnificent body. He cupped the woman's tits in his palms, traced each rib from back to front with his finger-tips, ran his knuckles along the white, hairless skin of the older woman's long, lovely thighs.