The Gymnastics Teacher needs some help

Spencer spent the next few nights anxious for a phone call from Cindy. Every time he went to bed, he'd see Cindy in his dreams. He imagined her bent over her desk, or with her legs spread on his bed, begging for his cock. It was during the third day of no response when he wondered if he should send Cindy a message. After pondering this during a kayaking session, he received his answer when his phone began to ring.

"Hello?"

"Is this Spencer?" The voice was of a woman, and it was somewhat familiar.

"Yes, who is this?"

"I'm Jessica Wolfe, the gymnastics teacher." Imagery of the fit ebony woman began to flood Spencer's mind.

"Ah, Cindy told you about me?"

"She sure did." Spencer wondered just how much Cindy had said.

"What can I do for you?"

"Well, I have a garage that I've been meaning to clean out for years now. If you're not too busy, I'd really appreciate some help."

"No problem. I can come over tonight?"

"Yeah, sure. What time would suit you?"

"6:30?"

"Perfect. See you then."

* * *

When the time came, Spencer headed to Jessica's house, but not without taking a detour to buy some condoms. He wasn't 100% certain he'd get to have sex with Miss Wolfe, but he sure as hell wanted to be prepared. Spencer pulled up in front of her house right on 6:30, and rushed to the front door, eager to please another hot teacher.

The doorbell rang, to which Jessica replied "Come in."

Spencer entered the house found her in the living room, wearing workout clothes that cling to her toned body.

"Hey Spencer."

"Miss Wolfe."

"Please, it's Jessica."

"So, shall we get to it?"

"Yep. I'll just get changed then I'm good to go."

Spencer resisted every urge not to peak on Jessica as she changed clothes, his penis stiffening at the thought of her naked. Jessica came out in casual track pants and a bulky hoody, much to Spencer's disappointment. He then followed her to the backyard, where the small shed awaits.