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Lizzy was putting away books at the library. Her morning
was hectic as she got little Timmy ready for his new pre-school.

It was nice having the day to herself again, but
bittersweet as she knew her little man was growing up and wouldn’t need her to
‘mommy’ him much longer. He was already tying his own shoelaces and writing his
name. He spent much of his day telling her “I can do it”, and pushing her aside
as he fought for his first taste of independence.

“Don’t you have a hot date?” Theresa whispered.

Lizzy turned to see the woman standing over her. She stood
and tried to avoid eye contact. Her lazy eye always seemed to pull her
attention and she felt rude if she stared too long.

“Yes,” Lizzy said.

“Well, get out of here,” she said.

Lizzy smiled and left the remaining books for her to sort
and stock. She headed out of the library towards the large red brick building
where her husband taught.

Inside his classroom, he was sitting on the edge of his
desk talking to a young man who looked slightly bored from his lecturing.

“Ahh, Lizzy,” he said.

He stood to greet her, and as he wrapped his arm around
her, he squeezed her tightly.

“This is Kevin, one of my most promising students,” he
said.

“Nice to meet you,” she said.

He extended his hand for her to shake. His shaggy brown
hair and dark eyes were intoxicating and his smile hypnotizing.

“Do you go here?” he asked.

Lizzy smiled and turned a little pink. She loved that he
thought she was still young enough to be a student.

“No,” she said.

“This is my wife, Lizzy,” Michael said.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” he said.

“Don’t be. I’m glad I have a hot wife,” Michael said.

His squeeze tightened around her waist and he planted his
lips against her cheek.

She watched as Kevin started to blush and then stare down
towards his feet.

“Well, thank you Professor. I’ll see you tomorrow?” he
said.

“Yes. Tomorrow,” he said.

As Kevin walked out of the classroom, she watched his
confident stride and took notice of his toned body.

“You ready for lunch?” Michael asked.

She still felt in a daze from her meeting. There was
something about that boy that she liked.

“Yes,” she said.

Michael grabbed his briefcase and led her out of the
classroom. They walked across the street to the pizza joint that was filled
with mostly students.

Most of the other professors ate lunch in their classrooms
or drove away from the crowds of students to enjoy a peaceful lunch, but not Michael.
He loved being in the middle of the crowds, and he loved interacting with the
students, even the ones not in his class.

Lizzy didn’t mind much. She liked the way the students
looked at them when they were together. Even though Michael was only six years
older than her, she knew he looked more like her father than her husband. It
excited her to watch the faces of the boys who first found out their professor
had such a hot wife, like Kevin. Dreamy, beautiful Kevin.

Michael held her hand and pulled her through the crowd to
a booth next to the large window.

They sat down and the waitress immediately showed up to
take their order.

“A large chef’s salad with two bowls and an order of
breadsticks with a pitcher of iced tea,” he said.

Lizzy used to love it when he ordered for them, but today
it was bothering her. She was in the mood for a pizza and a pitcher of beer,
but she sat quietly while the waitress brought out what her husband had
ordered.

“So, what’s the deal with Kevin?” she asked.

“He’s been slacking a bit, so we are going to start a
tutoring session to ensure he graduates next month,” he said.

“Slacking?” Lizzy asked.

“Partying,” Michael said.

“Oh,” Lizzy said.

“He wants to attend college in New York to obtain his
medical degree once he graduates. His family is there, and since he won’t have
much of a scholarship, he figured it would be easier to live at home and work
his way through college there,” he said.

“That makes sense,” she said.

“Except, he could learn so much more here,” he said.

“So, what are your plans for him?” Lizzy asked.

She knew the look on her husband’s face. He always had a
plan when his eyebrows tilted in different directions and his lips tightened.

“I was going to ask you how you felt about a border in our
guest house.” he said.

Their garage had been converted into a guest house years
ago. They had planned to take in a border, but when Lizzy became pregnant, she
refused to rent it out for fear of loud parties keeping the baby awake at
night.

The thought of Kevin being so close to her every day made
her skin quiver with excitement.

“I would be ok with that,” she said.

Michael’s eyes widened and his lips curled into a smile.
He reached his hands across the table and gripped hers, squeezing them as he stared
into her eyes.

“Then it’s settled. I’ll offer him a position as my lab
assistant,” Michael said.

She knew he was excited about his stem cell manipulation
program and the grant money. He had spent too many nights lying awake talking
to her about how he had to find the perfect people to work with him on this
research. Even though she knew it was extremely important, and that it could
change the way doctors treat terminally ill patients, she understood little
else.

“So, Kevin would be a good fit?” she asked.

“Yes. This is the field he wants to go into, so he is
perfect. With his party days behind him, he is finally ready to buckle down and
do the work,” he said.

His eyes were dancing as he spoke. He was excited, more
excited than she had seen him in a long time. She was excited too. Having Kevin
around would certainly add some excitement into her life.

She kissed her husband gently on the lips without passion
as he left her in front of the pizza place. He walked across the street to his
classroom and she walked back towards their house.

Thoughts of Kevin circled in her mind. He didn’t look like
a party boy, but her husband said he had been partying too much and now needed
tutoring. She couldn’t help but wonder how much partying he had done, and if he
was truly ready to give it all up for work in the lab.

“Hey sexy lady,” a voice chimed out.

Lizzy turned to see a younger student sitting on the brick
wall in front of the park she was passing. He had red hair, freckles and thick
muscles. The two boys sitting next to him looked away when she made eye
contact. She recognized one of them from her husband’s class, but not the red
head or the other boy beside him.

The familiar boy nudged his friend and then whispered into
his ear. His face turned the same shade of his freckles at his friend’s words.
She assumed he told him who she was, and this news made him feel stupid for
calling out to her as he did.

“Have a good day, boys,” Lizzy said.

She continued to walk as she heard the boys snickering
behind her. Lizzy found it ironic that now, as a woman, a wife, and a mother,
college boys were fawning over her. In college, she was plain, quiet and
extremely shy, never getting hit on by the boys, especially the frat boys.

Her body blossomed after she gave birth to little Timmy,
and even though everyone told her those large full breasts she inherited from
the pregnancy would go away after she finished breastfeeding, they hadn’t.

She passed the frat house where the loudest and most
obnoxious parties took place. There were several boys on the front lawn working
on a table that she assumed would become a beer pong surface.

“Hey Mrs. McClain,” one of the boys yelled out.

“What are you boys doing?” she asked.

She stopped at their fence and as one of the boys made his
way over to her, she felt the others eyes on her.

“We are getting ready for a wild party,” he said.

“Another one?” she asked.

“Oh yeah, this one will be epic!” he said.

“The last one wasn’t?” she teased.

His lips curled into a smile. His bright green eyes
glimmered in the sun and he pushed his sandy blonde hair from his face as he
looked at her with surprise.

“They’re all epic Mrs. M!” he exclaimed.

The other boys in the yard started hooting and hollering,
and as they pounded their chests into one another, she smiled and walked away.

Even though the frat house was several blocks from their
home, she and her husband could hear their loud parties all hours of the night.

She wanted to go down there a couple of times to complain,
especially when Timmy was just an infant, but Michael wouldn’t let her.

“They’re just having a good time,” he would say.

That was part of the problem for Lizzy. They were down
there having a good time, and she was trying to get two hours of sleep at nine
o’clock on a Friday night before Timmy’s next feeding.

As they would shotgun beers in their backyard, she would
warm bottles on the stove. Their wet t-shirt contests would cause screaming and
cheering from the crowds, while screaming and crying would occur at her house
before her shirt was wetted with spit up.

She was happy in her life, and she loved being a wife and
mother, but there was always something missing.

Michael was always so conservative when it came to their
household. They didn’t watch anything on television except educational
programs, they always went to bed by nine o’ clock, and when it came to sex, it
was missionary, in the bed and only on certain nights. There was no excitement,
no spontaneity…no passion.

Lizzy walked into her quiet house. Timmy would be at
pre-school until four, and Michael promised to pick him up since it was on his
way home, so she had nothing to do.

She went upstairs, fell onto the bed and stared at the
ceiling.

Kevin’s eyes and smile were lingering in her mind still.
The thoughts of wild frat parties where he was making out with multiple college
girls at once and skinny dipping in the blowup pool in the backyard of the frat
house started exciting her.

She reached over to her nightstand and opened the drawer.
Her hand fumbled in the drawer until she found the pink vibrator she hid under
her women’s magazines.

As she brought it out of the drawer and towards her body,
her thumb slid the button on the side to the ‘low’ position.

The soft hum soothed her, even before it touched her body.
She ran it across her breasts and let it stimulate her nipples equally before
lowering it between her legs.

She pushed her skirt aside and let the vibrator tease her
clit from above her panties.

The sweet vibrations caused her body to tingle, sending
waves of pleasure through her as her pussy began to moisten.

She slowly ran the vibrator between her folds beneath the
soft silk material of her panties. Her lips parted and her back arched as she
let out a soft moan.

Her fingers fumbled with her panties until they were
pulled down to her knees. She opened her legs, looked down at her perfectly
shaved pussy and watched as the hard pink cylinder slid in between her folds
and sunk deep into her pussy.

She loved how the hum of the vibrator changed when it was
buried deep between her legs. The low tingle was just enough to get her close
to orgasm, and she could tease herself before turning it on the ‘high’ setting
and getting herself off.

Her body slowly bucked against her hand, her hips rocking
back and forth to the motion of the penetrating device.

Her hand slid to her breasts, pulling at the material of
her sundress until they were exposed and she could pinch her nipples between
her fingers.

The sweet juices surrounding the vibrator allowed it to
slide in and out of her with ease. As she pulled it out, she ran it to her clit
and then slid the position to ‘high’ as she let out another moan.

The vibrations against her swollen clit were deliciously
satisfying. Her finger slid the hood back to expose her sensitive pearl and ran
the pink toy across it slowly and then again, and again until she felt herself
begin to swell and throb.

Her orgasm was powerful, causing her to clench her legs
and press hard against her clit to calm the throbbing. The toy fell out of her
hand and onto the side of the bed, still humming as she let out a loud moan.

Lizzy cleaned her toy and hid it back in her drawer where
Michael wouldn’t find it. She knew he would never dig through her personal
belongings, but she still worried about his disapproval of her pink fuck toy.

He was conservative and traditional when it came to sex.
She never caught him looking at porn or masturbating, and he acted as though
she was disgusting when she asked him if he ever had.

His answers were always sweet, telling her that no other
woman excited him, and that he had no desire to pleasure himself since he had
the hottest wife in the world. But, she still thought it was odd that he never did.
It made her wonder if he even had those animal urges most men had, and in her
case, the same ones she had.

After dinner, she read Timmy his favorite story until he
fell asleep. Michael was in his study working on some papers, so she snuck into
the bedroom to put on her sexy nighty.

She stood in the doorway of his study, leaning against the
frame wearing her white lace teddy with matching thong panties.

Michael looked up with a smile.

“Wow,” he said.

“I’ll be in bed in just a minute…,” he promised.

Lizzy moved towards her husband. He was trying to put his
attention back on his work, figuring his promise was enough to hold her over.
It wasn’t enough. She needed more.

She leaned down, placing her hands on the arms of his
chair and pulled it, letting the wheels glide the chair out from under the
desk.

Michael watched her as she lowered down to her knees
between his legs. Her hands reached around his waist and pulled his belt loose.
His eyes widened as she ripped the belt from the loops of his slacks and threw
it to the floor.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

Lizzy smiled up at her husband, but didn’t answer. Her
fingers worked his button open on his slacks and then reached inside, gripping
his erection in her hand as she pulled it out.

Her hand slid up and down on his manhood, stroking him
gently as his head fell back into the chair. She lowered her mouth to the tip
of his cock and let her tongue slide around the smooth pink flesh.

She worked up saliva in her mouth, letting it drip from
her lips to his shaft as she lowered her mouth onto him. His moans were growing
louder as she pushed her mouth onto his cock; his hand gripped the back of her
head, clenching the ponytail on her head.

“Baby, stop,” he whispered.

Lizzy continued sucking his cock, now with a faster and
more urgent motion. He pulled her from him, holding her head in his hands and
looked down at her with confused excitement in his eyes.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” he said.

Lizzy stood and held out her hand. She really didn’t want
to go to the bedroom, but she knew it was a losing battle to try and convince
him of fucking her on his desk.

“I’ll be right in,” he said.

She pouted out her lip and walked away. In the bedroom,
she crawled into bed, lying on top of the blankets, posed as sexy as she could
manage with her hurt ego.

Michael came into the room a few moments later and walked
over to the lamp, clicking the switch. The room was dark and only the moonlight
shone in from the window to display her sext attire. Lizzy watched him get
undressed and then climb into bed, underneath the covers.

“Get under here,” he said playfully.

Lizzy climbed under the blankets and let her husband pull
her close to him. His mouth pushed against hers, and his tongue slid into her
mouth as his beard tickled her chin.

His strong arms rolled her over to her back and he quickly
mounted her, pinning her to the mattress.

“You look so sexy,” he said.

Lizzy turned her head to roll her eyes. He couldn’t even
see her in the dark, so the comment had little merit with her.

She felt his hands slide down her waist and to her
panties, tugging on them until they were removed from her hips. Her hands
reached down to help him remove them from her legs and let them drop onto the
floor beside their bed.

Lizzy let her legs fall open so Michael’s fingers could
pull at her pussy lips and then slip inside. He pumped them into her slowly,
ensuring he pulled enough of her juices out to smear across her sensitive pink
skin.

Her hand reached for his cock, stroking it against her belly
as he began to lower himself into position. She felt his erection press against
her slippery opening, and then slide deep inside.

His cock was large and thick, and even when she was
irritated with him, it could always get her hot.

“Oh baby,” he whispered in her ear.

His hard cock pushed into her, deeper and harder with each
stroke. His belly pulled at her clit, creating friction to add to the sensation
of fullness inside her pussy.

He leaned down, kissing her hard on the mouth with only
lips; no tongue. His beard tickled and his chest hair was rubbing against her
breasts as he pumped harder and harder between her legs.

Her mind drifted to Kevin, the cute boy from Michael’s
class. She wondered what he would kiss her like, probably not like this she
thought.

She tried to image his eyes looking into hers as she felt
the hard cock between her legs. Her body started to react with excitement as
waves of pleasure rolled through her and her pussy began to swell around his
meat.

“There it is…,” Michael whispered.

Warm juices flowed from between her legs and around his
cock as she throbbed and pulsated.

His cock swelled inside of her and she felt his twitch as
he unloaded between her legs.

Lizzy felt his body weight fall onto her, pushing her
further into the mattress. His breathing was erratic and his heartbeat strong
against her chest.

He rolled over from her and fell onto his pillow. He let
out a loud sigh as she felt the juices dripping from her pussy to her ass
cheeks.

Her hand reached over and grabbed the tissues from her
nightstand and wiped between her legs.

Michael rolled towards her, kissing her on the cheek and
then telling her goodnight.

Even though her body responded to his cock, she felt
unsatisfied. The sex was good, but she wanted something more exciting. The same
missionary sex in the bedroom with the lights out was growing boring.

Lizzy rolled over and hugged her pillow tightly. She could
hear the faint music start from the frat house up the street and she imagined
the party full of hot guys and girls, all drinking, making out and having a
good time.

She looked at the clock; it was nine o’ clock on the dot,
not a minute earlier, not a minute later.

Her thoughts drifted back to Kevin. She wondered if he was
at the party. She had never seen him at the frat house up the street, but that
didn’t mean he wasn’t part of another fraternity, or that he wasn’t a part of
that crowd.

Maybe he was there with a girl, or possibly just hanging
with the guys, she thought. With his charismatic smile and beautiful eyes, she
knew that he would have no problem finding someone to hook up with at the party
if he came alone.

What she wouldn’t give to be back in college with the body
she has now. She knew that Kevin would find her attractive, and with her new
sense of curiosity, she probably would have hooked up with him.

As Nancy always said, ‘just dive in’. God, how she wished
she had listened to her back then. Now it was too late…

Lizzy woke up with her body tingling. She felt the orgasm
building between her legs, and as her clit began to throb, she struggled to
stop herself from letting out a moan.

Michael was still asleep beside her, but it was almost
time for the alarm clock to go off. She knew if she made a whimper, he would
wake up.

Her body let go of her orgasm, her hand pushed hard
against her clit. The throbbing pushed slippery juices out of her pussy and
onto her fingers as the alarm clock sounded.

She knew she was thinking about Kevin when she fell
asleep. Could he have been the reason for her sexual dream, she wondered. She
had never woken up to a spontaneous orgasm before.

Maybe having Kevin move into the guest house was a
dangerous move…But, she wanted it more than ever now.

The End of
Book 1 of 5

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