She’s home and awaiting him

The front door to her on campus residence opened up and there stood Miss Hewitt. She politely smiled, stepping to the side to let him in.

He could feel the hesitancy within her, it made him worry that she would be holding back quite a bit tonight. The almost 30 year old female teacher was dressed up quite nicely yet still casual enough of an outfit just to hang around at home with. Miss Hewitt wore tight white jeans, with no socks or shoes on this evening. She also had on a tightly fitted black crop top on which displayed her massive breasts in front of him.

Mark’s teacher also had on a matching black headband above her forehead, in front of her brown hair. It was difficult for Mark to know if she had tried to go out of her way to look good for him or if this was just how she wanted to dress

“Just take your shoes off anywhere,” she told him as he entered inside.

Mark obeyed, slipping off his shoes while checking out her small apartment like house. Everything was fairly clean, whether that was usual or not, he wasn’t sure. The smell from the tiny kitchen was clashing with the beautiful fruity smell of her defusers in the lounge room.

“You’ve really gone all out for me,” he said, noticing the table was set up with candles and two empty wine glasses.

“It’s nothing,” she said, shrugging it off as she walked into the kitchen to check the oven, “I just have some beef brisket in here that should be ready shortly, can I get you a drink?”

“Yeah sure, that sounds amazing,” Mark said, plonking himself on her dark blue couch.

He sat down, still looking around the room as Miss Hewitt poured two glasses of red wine in the kitchen for them. Something he didn’t like drinking at all but this busty beautiful woman could have poured Mark a glass of dirty lake water and he still wouldn’t have turned it down.

She came walking back to the couch with the two glasses, passing her student one of them.

They clinked their glasses and both took a small sip of the wine.

“So thanks for having me,” Mark said, swallowing wine and trying not to make too much of a face as he did so.

“It’s no problem. I offered.”

“I feel like I may have pressured you into it though, I didn’t mean to.”

She shook her head and let her shoulders slump back as she leaned backwards on the couch, “You’re agreeing to keep quiet about something I desperately need you to be tight lipped about, one dinner in return is the least I can do.”

There was a pause from Mark, at first he didn’t think he would get into it but since she brought it up, he thought he would test her at least.

“Are you going to break it off with this Florida man?” he straight up asked her.

Her eyes widened as she took a bigger gulp of her wine. Clearly a question she wasn’t prepared to answer, “God… I never thought I would be in this position.”

“Going back and forth between two men?”

“No… well yes but no, I was more speaking to how I’m having to speak about something like this in front of a student of mine while sipping on wine.”

Mark understood the strangeness of it, despite what he had done with Miss Fischer, it was a whole different story with Miss Hewitt who was an extremely strict and private woman. Just being inside her house, having a drink with her seemed unreal.

“I’m just curious, I can tell you very much love your partner back home, what is it about this guy here that makes you want to see him,” Mark asked, persisting to continue with this topic of conversation.

Again, Miss Hewitt took a big gulp of her wine, “As I said Mark… it’s a long time to be away from home, you don’t know how lonely it gets.”

“So you’re not attracted to him in an emotional sense, the guy you’re seeing here?” he asked.

She shook her head slowly, “No, it’s not the same. You don’t realise that I’m not the only one in this boat. Plenty of teachers here have done the same thing or are doing it right now.”

In his mind, Mark tried to picture in his head who she could be talking about. However, to be honest, he didn’t really care, none of them would be anywhere near as hot as Miss Hewitt.

He sipped on his wine, ignoring the taste of it as his teacher continued to speak.

“It feels oddly weird to speak to you about this but if you want honesty, that’s what I’ll give you. This is purely a physical relationship, about sexual relief, I need that. I know it’s a terrible thing to say and something my partner can never know about but it is what it is.”

Mark nodded, understanding her motives, “It’s not something you can do by yourself?”

He could feel the uncomfortableness in the room, she rubbed her forehead a couple of times while scrunching up her face, “Oh my god… I can’t believe we’re having this conversation… what am I doing.”

Waiting for her to answer, Mark gave her the time she needed. Miss Hewitt finished the rest of her wine from the glass as she answered, “I think you know well enough of the difference between getting off yourself and doing it with someone else… Well and truly different.”

“If it is just about that sexual relief as you say, could it be with someone a little closer to home… a student perhaps…?”

The timer on the oven started to go off, saving Miss Hewitt from answering anymore questions. She got off the couch straight away and made her way over to the kitchen.

Dinner was ready.