Margaret Is A Slut and Has Two Boyfriends

The next month passed quickly and rewardingly for Margaret Dowler. She knew she was being a slut, but in spite of this her relationship with Jim Hansen continued to flourish in a way that was non-threatening and easy to handle. Jim seemed content to date her only on weekends and despite her worries had not pressured Margaret into making a commitment.

It was clear in Margaret's mind that Jim would want a more serious relationship eventually, might perhaps ask her to marry him some day, but for the present he seemed satisfied to spend one or two nights a week together. And their sex life had been good, far better than she had dared to expect.

If anything, Margaret felt that she was getting a surfeit of sex. Unlike her first young lover, John Stephan was not scared of her sexuality. He would come to her room after school and with every meeting he seemed to grow more mature and erotically sophisticated, better able to satisfy a lusty woman.

But that was something she had expected all along. After a year of partial celibacy Margaret had chosen her lovers well. Neither man seemed to suspect the existence of a rival and both seemed dedicated to turning her on in bed. Things seemed almost too good to be true, especially in John's case.

John had surprised Margaret by keeping up his end of their bargain. He showed up hi class every day, on time and prepared for her lessons. His grades improved dramatically and he had long since stopped being a disruptive element in her class. She had been right about John. He was a good student after all, an exceptionally intelligent and imaginative young man.

As she waited for John to join her in the deserted classroom, Margaret could not help thinking of her last conversation with Jim Hansen. He too had noticed the change in the boy's attitude and had praised Margaret's efforts in helping him. It had been hard for Margaret to demur but she had, insisting that the boy's other teachers had done as much for him as she.

Margaret fixed her make-up as she waited, staring at her face reflected in a small compact mirror. It didn't seem possible but she looked younger and prettier. Her complexion was rosy, her eyes bright and twinkling. Even her body seemed more sensual and voluptuous from the good fucking she had been getting.
"Here I am," John announced, stepping into the room and carefully locking the door behind himself. "Hey, how did I do on that last test? Did I pass? I worked real hard for that one."
"You did very well," Margaret replied. "Third highest grade in the whole class. I'm very proud of you, Johnny. I know you've been working hard just as you promised."
John examined his test paper and Margaret found it hard not to laugh at the boy's pride. A month ago he was on the verge of expulsion and now he had become one of the best and most enthusiastic of her students. And now that they were together again she intended to reward the lad's labors generously.
"How did you do it, John?" Margaret asked the boy. "Have you been working at home, in the library? You know, my whole class seems to be following your lead."
"I haven't been doing anything special," John told her. "I mean, I've done my homework and sometimes I study with some of the other kids, even on the weekends."