The generals

"Uh..just..the generals really." I struggle to get out while Aubrey continues to stroke my dick through my pants.

The rest of the meal is filled with small talk and awkward silences as I attempt to keep Aubrey at bay underneath the table.

"Are you going to watch the movie with us mom?" Aubrey asks.

"I may come in later, but I have some papers to grade first." She says.

"Would you like help clearing the table?" I ask politely.

"No, that is quite alright. I will take care of this, you two just go and start your movie." She answers.

That's good cause I don't want to be clearing dishes and trying to hide my raging boner at the same time.

With the movie started Aubrey and I snuggle up on the couch. She wastes no time before she grabs my hand and guides it up her shirt. I quickly pull it away.

"No way! Not when your mom could walk in here at any moment." I say forcefully.

"Oh, are you scared of her?" she asks mockingly.

"Yes! She is terrifying. You would be scared too if you weren't her little girl." I answer unashamed. "Can't you be content with just cuddling tonight?"

"Fine. But you are no fun." She says pouting.

"Is she asleep already?" asks Ms. Hart as she glides into the room unheard a bit later.

Gosh! She moves like a cat, I didn't even hear her come in.

"Oh, yeah. She's been out for a while now." I answer.

She sits in the chair next to the couch and crosses her legs. I decide to bring up the elephant in the room.

"Look, Ms. Hart, about that note you..." I start, but she interrupts me.

"Do not worry about it Chris. I know you did not write it. I have seen your doodles on turned in papers before, it did not look like your work anyway." She says with a smile. "Besides, it's not the first time a student has ogled me, and I'm sure it won't be the last."

"Well I'm sorry..." I mutter.

"Let's just forget about it." She says back.

"So..." I stammer, trying to keep it from going into another awkward silence. "Aubrey doesn't talk much about her dad. How long have you been separated?... if that's not too personal of a question, of course."

"No, it's fine. We have been divorced three years now. He traded me in for a younger model." She says in a monotone voice.

"Oh..uh..I.." stammer not knowing what to say.

"Enough about me. Let's talk about you." She says. Aubrey moved slightly, but remains asleep on my chest.

"...ok" I mutter.

"I just want to be clear about the expectations I have for you and my daughter." She says with a serious face, "I do not want anything happening past second base. You understand me?"

"Uh..yes ma'am." I answer.

"And if I learn you have stolen her virtue you will have more serious things to worry about than the final exam. Do I make myself clear?" she asks while leaning towards me.

I gulp in an attempt to respond but nothing comes out. She stands and walks towards me and as she does I get a whiff of her perfume. She puts her hand firmly on my shoulder.

"It's late Chris. Time for you to go home." She orders, more than asks.

I leave Aubrey asleep on the couch and head for the front door.

"Thank you for having me over." I say.

"It was nice meeting you Chris. I will see you in class." she says as she shuts the door behind me.

Wow...she is intense!