Forty-four-year-old Marie Thompson woke up on Friday morning and briefly wondered if it had really happened but she soon realised that yes, she had been fucked in the back of a car by eighteen-year-old Kieron Siddall. Another thing that she realised was that she wanted it to happen again, although not necessarily in the back of a car.
Marie met her husband Stewart at breakfast. He had slept in the spare room at Marie's request after a business meeting, which meant that he would not be home until early morning. As it happened, Stewart did not get home very much later than Marie but he did not know that and she certainly was not planning on telling him.
Marie asked about the meeting and Stewart said that he and his boss might well have to go back again in the near future but his boss had said that next time they will stay overnight in a hotel. Marie's first thought was that she would get a night alone but just possibly, she might not be alone.
Marie knew that she should be feeling guilty, but she wasn't.
In the flat that he shared with another youth, Kieron had awoken feeling elated that he had had sex with the mature woman that he had fancied when she was his teacher. He wanted to have sex with her again and she had indicated that it would happen.
Kieron was very tempted to text Marie, he had saved her number to his phone, but she had said that she would contact him and he was not to contact her, so he aimed to try to stick to that. He had college again that day but his thoughts were mostly on Marie.
Marie got through her day of teaching but with the hunky Kieron Siddall on her mind. She wanted him and she wanted him badly but she knew that she could not be reckless. She did send him a text with a request for him not to reply. 'Thinking of you will be in touch,' Marie texted.
Kieron respected her wish for him not to reply but the text had his penis hardening at the thought of the very attractive woman wanting him.
On Saturday, Marie wanted to actually speak to Kieron and with her husband Stewart having gone out, she got the chance. There was no hesitancy in ringing him this time and Kieron answered on seeing Marie's name come up. "Hello Marie, I am missing you," said Kieron.
"Oh, so I am not Mrs Thompson anymore," laughed Marie.
"Only in company," replied Kieron, sensibly.
"I am missing you too baby: I keep thinking about you," said Marie.
"When can we get together again?" asked Kieron.
"Not sure but it sounds like my husband might be going away for work again soon and he might be out all night," said Marie, enthusiastically.
"Oh Marie, I am longing to see you again," said Kieron.
"Me too, but we must be careful," replied Marie.
"Yeah, I know," acknowledged Kieron, reluctantly.
The conversation continued and Marie established that Kieron normally worked on Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday evenings at the pub and his usual college days were Tuesday to Friday inclusive. That information made it easier for her to plan future meetings.
Half-term at Marie's school commenced the next Friday evening so she would largely have her days free for a week but she was hopeful of seeing Kieron before then. She had mentally pencilled in the Monday of that half-term week as being very promising with Kieron not at college but she then discovered that his college also closed for the week, making the possibilities almost endless.
The conversation ended with Kieron agreeing to wait to hear from Marie when an opportunity arose for them to be together but they were both confident of having time together during half-term.
On Sunday Marie decided to try to find out from her husband about just when he thought his night away might be. "This night you might be having in a hotel, any idea when it might be?" asked Marie, trying not to sound excited at the prospect.
"Why? Are you trying to get rid of me?" responded Stewart, semi-seriously.
"No, of course not, just wondered if you knew: are you talking in the next few days or weeks away from now?" said Marie.
"If it happens at all I imagine it will be in the next three or four days: I will probably know more tomorrow," replied Stewart, slightly impatiently.
"Oh right – I was just wondering," said Marie, thinking that if it was in the next three or four days it would be perfect.
With Kieron not at college on Monday, Marie rang him during her lunch break having made sure she was well out of earshot of everyone at the school. "Hey, I asked my husband when he might be away and it might be this week," said Marie after the preliminary greetings.
"If it is, are we spending the night together?" asked a thrilled Kieron.
"We will have to be so careful but yeah, most of the night anyway: he should have some more news today so I will get back to you when I can," answered Marie.
Marie was anxious for news of if and when Stewart would be away when he came home from work on Monday but resisted the urge to question him in case he got suspicious. Eventually, later in the evening, he divulged more news but it was inconclusive. "Oh, it looks like I will be away Wednesday night but it might be Thursday: I will know for sure tomorrow," said Stewart.
Wednesday would be perfect from Marie and Kieron's point of view because it was not a working night at the pub for Kieron. With Stewart in the bathroom before bed, Marie sent a text to Kieron. 'Husband away Wednesday or Thursday night, will know which tomorrow,' Marie texted. Kieron did not respond because Marie had said for him not to contact her but, like Marie, he hoped it was Wednesday although he might be able to change his shift if it was Thursday.
Stewart had not been home long on Tuesday when he gave Marie the news about his night away. "I will be away Thursday night, we have got meetings late into the evening so we have got a hotel booked: we will travel back Friday morning," said Stewart.
"Oh, okay," replied Marie, trying to hide her disappointment that it was not to be Wednesday and simultaneously thinking about contacting Kieron. She thought that she needed to talk to Kieron rather than text but she did not know how she could phone him with Stewart there.
Kieron was already doing his Tuesday night shift at the pub and awaiting news from Marie about when they could get together. With Stewart watching sport on TV, Marie took her mobile to the bathroom and rang her young lover, hoping that he would not be too busy to answer.
Kieron was in the middle of serving a large order when his phone buzzed so he had to ignore it. Marie was disappointed but not surprised but she left a message on Kieron's voicemail. "Baby, it will be Thursday: will try to phone you later," said Marie.
Kieron got the message and made efforts to swap his Thursday shift for Wednesday but his initial attempts were unsuccessful. Marie made another trip to the bathroom, mobile in hand and with Stewart still engrossed in his TV sport.
This time, Kieron was able to answer Marie's call." Hi, I got your message and I have been trying to get Thursday night off but I have not got anything sorted yet," said Kieron.
"Well even if you can't I can pick you up from the pub and we can still have most of the night together," replied Marie.
"Yeah, okay: got to go now, bye," said Kieron, with customers waiting.
"I will contact you tomorrow," Marie managed to say before the line went dead.
With Kieron being at college on Wednesday, the only time that Marie could contact him would be after school hours but before her husband got home from work so she rang Kieron's mobile. "Hi baby, have you been able to get Thursday night off?" Marie asked.
"Not yet, but I will keep trying," answered Kieron.
"Okay, but if you can't I will meet you in the pub car park when you finish work and bring you back to my house," said Marie.
"That sounds good, I can get my mate that I flatshare with to drop me at work," said Kieron.
"I will have to get you back to your flat Friday morning early though, you must not be seen at my house," said Marie.
"Yeah, I understand," said Kieron.
"I will phone you at this time tomorrow," said Marie.
"Yes, I will keep trying to get tomorrow night off," replied Kieron.
"Oh Kieron, I so want you between my legs," sighed Marie.
"And I so want to fuck you, Marie," answered Kieron.
On that note, the conversation wound down leaving no doubt as to what was going to happen the following night, the only doubt was exactly when.
Despite his efforts, Kieron could not get Thursday night off work so whilst that was not a disaster it meant that he and Marie would have a few hours less together than they might have done. Marie phoned him after her school and after Kieron had told her that he had to work and that his mate would drop him at the pub, she advised him of the arrangements for later. "Okay baby: I will park in the pub car park and wait for you at closing, I will not come into the pub," said Marie.
"Okay, I wish that I could have had longer with you," replied Kieron.
"With it being half-term next week we should be able to get some daytime time together but we will make sure that we make the most of the time that we have tonight: your cock is going to have to work hard," giggled Marie.
"Oh, my cock is so looking forward to it," replied Kieron.
"See you later baby: you fucking stud," laughed Marie.
"Yes, teacher," said Kieron, before the conversation ended.
Marie arrived at the pub shortly before closing time and parked in a far corner of the car park. She was very conscious of the need for secrecy both here and when they got back to her house. She realised, in retrospect, that it would have been easier if she had worn a skirt rather than trousers the previous Thursday although when she went out that night she was not certain that back-seat-of-a-car sex was going to happen. She wore trousers now but their removal would be much easier as it would be in her house.
Marie watched as the last customers left the pub and, at almost eleven-thirty, the beautiful boy that was going to share her bed that night appeared. He spotted Marie's car and hurried over to her. He got into the passenger seat and the couple had a long and passionate kiss.
"I dread to think how I will be at school tomorrow but I am not expecting to sleep much tonight," said Marie, when the kissing stopped.
"Yeah, I imagine I will still be buzzing on adrenalin at college tomorrow," replied Kieron.
"Now it is very important that my neighbours have no idea that I have got company tonight: they will probably have noticed that Stewart's car is not there so when we get to my house, you get out of my side of the car so if they are still awake there will only be one car door closing," stressed Marie.
"Oh you are a naughty girl making all these plans, aren't you teacher?" teased Kieron.
"Yes and maybe one day you can smack my bottom but tonight is just for fucking," replied Marie.