Page 51 of Hot Four Teacher
I follow her to a large flat rock where she takes a seat. After I sit next to her, we sit in silence for a couple minutes, just trying to enjoy the moment.
Finally, Michelle says, “I keep telling myself I need to come out here more, but I never do. It seems like life just always gets in the way.”
I’m not quite sure what to say to that, so I just put my arm around her shoulder. She relaxes into me, and I enjoy this moment while it lasts. For the first time in a long time, I feel the slightest bit of contentment. I like that, and I don’t want it to be over too quickly.
I have no idea how long we sit in a comfortable silence. It isn’t until she looks up at me that I’m pulled back to reality.
Staring up at me with her brown eyes, she says, “I’m sorry if this was lame. I just wanted to show it to you.”
“Why?” I ask. “Why did you want to show me?”
She thinks for a second. “I’m not really sure. I just really like it, and I wanted to share that with you.”
Staring back at her, I say, “I’m glad you did. I love it.”
Maybe I shouldn’t push things, but I can’t help it. All I want to do is kiss her. As I move closer to her, she doesn’t pull away, so I softly press my lips to hers. She immediately kisses me back, but I want more. Licking the seam of her mouth, I get her to open for me so that our tongues can dance.
She turns her body so that we both have a better angle for the kiss. With every touch of my tongue to hers, my cock gets harder and harder in my jeans.
I do my best to be a gentleman and not take things further until Michelle tells me she’s ready.She’s admitted that she hasn’t had sex in over a decade. Because of that, I don’t want to push her.
So, this is enough.
For now.
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After a little while, we manage to come up for air. I love a good make out session–makes me feel young again–but it’s hard not going further.
And it’s not the only thing that’shard.
When the moon starts to disappear behind some clouds, we hightail it back to the truck before we lose all of our light.
Once inside, we talk and laugh all the way back to Michelle’s house. I’m not in any hurry to take her home, but it’s getting late, and I don’t want to push my luck.
Before I know it, we’re standing on her front porch, and I’m telling her goodbye.
“I had a really great time tonight,” I tell her.
“Me too. Do you…uh…want to come inside? I have the place to myself.”
Fuck, that’s tempting, but I like this woman. I don’t want to do anything to derail what we have going.
“That’s okay,” I say. When I see a look of disappointment on her features, I add, ‘But I’d love to see you tomorrow. Would you maybe want to come hang out with me?”
Her lips pull into a smile. “I’d like that.”
“Do you want to come hiking with me?”
The question seems to catch her off-guard, but she says, “Uh, sure. That sounds great. I love hiking.”
“Awesome. How about I pick you up about nine?”
“It’s a date.”
I lean forward to give her a goodnight kiss. The moment our lips touch, she melts into me. The little moan she gives makes pulling away one of the hardest things I’ve done.
But I finally manage to do it.
