An all- boys prep school

Michelle was a teacher at an all boys prep school. You had been there before; she was the hot one. She was the one all the boys talked about and stared at all through class. When she wore her glasses and her red hair up she was the quintessential sexy teacher, for sure. If word of her problem ever got out it would be a huge bombshell among the students.

The upside was she was never far from another fresh load. The downside was there were hundreds of horny young boys who would love to help her out.

Michelle could see your tortured expression as you worked this out and she poured you another glass of wine. "Oh honey, it's alright the first place I'll go will always be you. I'm going to try to hold on as long as I can before I have to ask someone else."

You frowned. The sentiment was nice, but really that wasn't safe. Your wife had the cum addiction bad. Really, as soon as she felt it coming on, she should seek some help. You couldn't bring yourself to tell her; anyway those pamphlets would all say it for you.

"John? John?" she asked sweetly, holding out your wine to you. "Sweetie, want to give me another one?"