Mentor and Mentee

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“Now, everyone remember to thank and say goodbye to Ms. Benton since this is her last day with us.”

For the seventh and final time that day, the class before them thanked Laura Benton for student teaching in the classroom of Keith Kelly. Laura smiled, “Thank you guys, it was a lot of fun working with you guys over the last six weeks. I hope the class I’m walking into on Monday is half as cool as you guys are.”

The bell rang and Keith made his way to his desk as Laura said goodbye to the students again as they made their way out of the classroom. With the last student gone, she turned and said, “I’m going to run to the bathroom before I pack up.”

He nodded, and said, “I’ll be here.”

She softly said as she headed out, “Good.”

After using the bathroom, she touched up her lipstick a bit, then adjusted her dress, opening the neck a bit more. She thought about losing her panties but decided to leave them on in case she had read the situation wrong. When she returned, she shut the door and pulled the privacy shade over the window, made her way to her own desk, and began to pack up her own things. After packing her bag and sitting down for the last time; Keith looked over and smirked, “Well, are you ready to head to the dark side?”

She laughed, “It won’t be that bad.”

He shook his head, “You’re going to a middle school, that is like hell on earth.”

Laura laughed, stood up, walked around his desk, then after adjusting her dress, sat on the edge as he scooted his chair back making room for her. She grinned, “You’re probably right, but at least I won’t have middle school boys leering at me as much.”

He replied softly, “Just the teachers…”

She replied softly, “I have that here…”

***

Laura Benton had gotten a late start to her public-school teaching career. At 35, she had gotten her Bachelors and Masters degrees, then started working for a professor from her Masters’ program and had begun to toy with getting her PHD. That all went down the drain when her boss had announced that he was going to retire due to the funding cut from the university.

With that news, Laura began to look at programs and found an online program through Grand Canyon University and after consultation with her advisor there, and then talking with the board of education, she was assigned to do a 12-week placement at her alma mater under Keith.

Keith on the other hand, followed the traditional path that his parents and the rest of society had wanted. At 27, he had graduated college at 23 with his Masters, taught for two years elsewhere before returning to his hometown and teaching at his alma mater for the last two years. When his assistant principal had emailed his department asking for a mentor teacher, and no one else volunteered, Keith volunteered and after meeting with the principal and the advisor from GCU, he accepted and met Laura on the first teacher workday of that year.

When Laura walked into his room that Monday morning, Keith thought to himself, “Oh damn.” He knew the name had sounded familiar but hadn’t put two and two together until she walked in; they had met when he was in college. His strategies professor had been her boss and while they didn’t know each other, they had interacted on multiple occasions.

When she saw him, her first thought was, “Shit, he’s young and looks familiar.”

After introductions and a bit of awkwardness, Keith finally broke it with, “Did you work with Dr. Basel?”

She laughed and confirmed she had, then said, “You were part of that class of heathens that did the World War Two project?”

He joined her laughter, “That would be us.”

With the awkwardness broken, they got down to business, discussing the class, his expectations, her requirements, and other pertinent information.

Over the next few weeks, they fell into a rhythm where she took over full time teaching during the second week. Two weeks after that, Laura received a call from a neighboring district she had applied to on a whim before jumping into the GCU program, offering her a job part time, so that she could teach in the morning and finisher her student teaching in the afternoon.

When she approached Keith, he was understanding and even encouraging to her. When she made her decision, he congratulated her with a hug, a hug that lasted a bit longer than one between colleagues. When they separated with some awkward laughs, they both stammered for words, but ultimately just laughed more, then were interrupted by the ığdır escort first bell of the morning and the students streaming into the room.

Both had maintained a professional working relationship up to this point, but they had gotten to know each other, considering they spent essentially eight or nine hours a day together. They were both single, Laura having focused on her studies and career so much that there wasn’t much time for a relationship. Keith on the other hand had broken up with his long-term girlfriend shortly after moving back, and after some therapy, was back on the horse, dating here and there, but nothing serious.

With Laura’s new start date confirmed, they began to wind down her teaching with him, and he began to resume control of his classroom. Also, as the date neared, their conversations changed and became more like friends than colleagues, and even became a bit flirty at times. They both knew they were messing with a fine line of professionalism, but with her final evaluation from him submitted and her final day nearing, neither one stopped the conversations or comments, and if anything, they played off each other.

Laura could certainly understand why Keith had multiple dates, he stood a little over six feet and she could tell he worked out even before he talked about it. That matched with his blue eyes and dark brown hair, and stylish dress whether it was slacks and a polo or a shirt and tie, he was a very handsome man.

On the other hand, Laura’s looks had caught Keith’s attention too; while she was older, she had very few wrinkles or other signs of her age besides strands of gray mixed with her short, dark, and curly hair. She had recently started working out again, doing yoga and walking which helped her lose some of the stress weight she had put on over the previous six months. She had come to embrace her pear-shaped body, accentuating her hips, butt, and narrower waist with outfits, especially wrap style dresses that were still professional, yet showed off her feminine features.

So, as the final day of her time in Keith’s classroom neared, she decided that she was going to have some fun with him. The last week, she made sure she wore outfits that made her look good, even garnering comments and compliments from him that started out as nice and began to drift more into flirty and even sexy throughout the week when she took off her standard cardigan during plan, lunch, and when the kids left after school, leading to her final dress on that Friday.

***

As she sat in front of him, Keith took in her day’s outfit more closely; she had on a pair of khaki flats and her usual dress. This one was navy blue in the school’s colors and had large white flowers all over it. It hugged her curves and fell to just her knee all day; but was much higher now that she sat on his desk; even the neckline looked more open than it had been most of the day.

He grinned, enjoying the view of her shapely legs, then asked, “Making yourself comfy?”

“Not too comfy, am I in your way?”

“Nah, my plans are done for the week, so I’ve just gotta pack my stuff up for the weekend.”

She leaned forward and smiled, “I just want to thank you for welcoming me into your classroom and helping me.”

“You’re welcome, I just hope you learned something.” He grinned, enjoying the view down the front of her dress; she didn’t have large breasts, probably a B-cup, but the view was still sexy.

Catching him staring, she adjusted her legs, uncrossing them, but before he could look up the gaping dress, she crossed her ankles. She smiled back, “I’ve learned a lot, and you’ve renewed my faith in the idea of direct instruction.”

“I’m glad. If it isn’t broke, don’t fix it; I believe Dr. Basel pushed that, even if he bought into the new fancy shit that is all over education right now.”

She chuckled, “Yeah, he bought into some of the new jargon towards the end.”

“Oh, I almost forgot, I got you something.” He leaned over and grabbed a bag from under his desk, slyly trying to get another glance under her dress.

He handed it to her, and she smiled, then said, “You didn’t have to get me anything.”

“I know, but just something of a congratulations.”

She began to open the bag, pulling out a book on Ancient Mesopotamia, chuckling, thinking back to a mistake she made early on that he gave her a hard time about, before explaining that it was okay to make mistakes and to not be hard on oneself. She pulled out a new Stanley ısparta escort cup emblazoned with their college mascot on it, then at the bottom was a bottle of Apothic wine. She set all three items on the desk and smiled, “Thank you for everything.”

He returned her smile, “You’re welcome. I figured get you something funny, something to use at school, then something to enjoy at home.”

“It’s perfect, I feel bad though.”

“Why’s that?”

“I didn’t get you anything to thank you.”

He laughed, “I still get the full stipend from GCU, so that’s nice.”

“I know, but still, you have been so accommodating and helpful over the last six weeks. Is there anything I can do to say thanks?” She added a subtle wink that wasn’t missed by Keith.

He smirked, “Well I can’t have you clean chalk boards because we have the SmartBoard.”

She smirked and uncrossed her ankles, but kept her knees together, “You sure I can’t do anything?”

He smiled, “Let me buy you a drink this evening.”

“Just one?” She adjusted again, this time spreading her legs and resting her elbows on her legs and her head in her hands.

He smirked and scooted closer until their faces were mere inches apart, “Maybe more than one. Did you have something else in mind?”

She grinned, “Well, you’re not my mentor anymore, so a drink is perfectly reasonable. But there is something I’ve always thought about. Since I was in high school here.”

He chuckled, “Oh really?”

“Yeah, these teacher desks are huge, a lot of fun could be had on them.” She leaned back, resting her hands behind her and opening her legs a bit more.

He smiled, “That they are…”

“So, Keith, you’ve been trying to look down and up my dress all day, want to see what’s under it?”

He stood up and hovered over her, “I’d love to.”

She tilted her neck and their lips met, unleashing two weeks of sexual tension that had ben growing steadily, then exponentially over the last week. They kissed passionately for a few moments, their tongues darting against the others, slipping in and out of the other’s mouth.

When their kiss finally broke, he looked at the wall clock, reading 3:40, then said, “Custodian comes around a little after 4, can we be quick and quiet?”

She quickly untied the bow at her waist, and with it untied, she reached inside, untying the smaller string the kept the dress together. With both undone, she pulled the dress open, exposing a navy-blue bra and panty set. Keith quickly untucked his shirt as she said, “We had better be, because I’m not leaving here without getting laid.”

He reached down, grasping the sides of her panties and pulled them down as she lifted her legs, and they were soon deposited on the floor. Laura opened her legs, exposing bare lips, but a patch of neatly trimmed hair above her slit. Keith pulled her to the edge of the desk and dropped between her legs to his knees. He could see the wetness coating her lips and knew that even though they were crunched for time, he had to taste her.

Laura could feel his warm breath on her thighs and pussy and groaned before reaching down and grabbing the back of his head, pulling his lips to her pussy. As he pressed into her, she let out another groan as Keith began to furiously eat her pussy, causing her to let out small yips and grunts as she tried to stay quiet. He spent the next minute or so licking her entire slit, making sure to taste every bit of her that he could; he made sure to zero in on her clit, sucking it between his lips, then flicking it with his tongue.

As he focused on her clit, Laura let out a moan and quickly clamped her hand over her mouth. As much as she wanted him to continue, she realized that it would be next to impossible for him to stay quiet, so reluctantly she pushed his face away and groaned, “You gotta stop.”

He looked up at her and smirked, “Why’s that?”

“You’re too fucking good at that and I can’t stay quiet.”

“That sounds like a you problem.”

She shook her head, “It’s gonna be both our problems because you won’t be getting your dick wet.”

He shook his head, “Listen to the potty mouth on you.”

She reached between her breasts and undid the clasp, allowing her breasts to pop free. He groaned and stood up, tweaking the tiny nipples between his fingers. She groaned again, pushing his hands away, and began to fumble with his belt. Getting it undone, she pushed his pants and underwear down, allowing his cock to pop free. “Oh kadirli escort Keith, had I known you were packing that, this would have happened a lot sooner.”

She stroked his cock with her hand, admiring the 7.5 inches of girthy cock now exposed to her. She felt her pussy get even wetter with arousal; it was his term to make noise as he grunted a bit and twitched with her stoking. She gently grasped his cock and pulled it toward her waiting pussy. As he felt the head contact her wet slit he said, “Wait, I don’t have a condom.”

Knowing she should stop, and they should go to one of their houses where they could be safe, she hesitated, then said, “I don’t care. I’m clean, just pull out.”

He simply nodded and as she let go of his shaft, he pressed into her slowly. They both groaned as her pussy enveloped his cock, wrapping it in its warmth and wetness. When their pelvises met, she let out a deep breath that she had been holding, “Hold on a second, it’s been a while.”

He grunted, “Me too.”

They stayed still for a moment, then she nodded her head, and he began to thrust. He quickly sped up to the point of thrusting faster and faster into her, knowing they were pressed for time; she didn’t seem to mind as her face contorted in pleasure and small noises began to escape her open mouth. While her breasts weren’t large, there was still a bit of jiggle to them each time he thrusted, adding to the eroticism of the entire situation.

He almost came when she squeaked out “Harder.”

He grunted in confirmation and moved his hand to the back of her neck, pulling her towards him as he began to pound her harder. She buried her face into his neck and shoulder, moaning into them, thankful for his muscles and shirt to muffle the noises. He continued to thrust into her and reacting to her moans, kept up what he was doing. He felt her tense up, then begin to shake as he assumed an orgasm hit her.

He maintained his intensity through her orgasm, which only prolonged it, curling her toes and causing her flats to tumble to the floor. Just as her orgasm was waning and her shaking was slowing down, Keith felt his own orgasm nearing and he quickly pulled out, stroking his cock, but unsure where to aim. Laura opened her eyes and said, “Cum on me!”

He turned his hips and with a couple more strokes of his hand, he erupted five or six spurts of cum across her pubic hair and stomach with a groan. He slowed down his stroking as the last of his cum was running into her belly button. With both spent, he put his hands on either side of her legs and leaned forward, taking deep breaths to slow his heart down from what felt like it would beat out of his chest.

He shivered as she ran her fingers through his hair and when he finally stood up, Laura was smiling, “Was that a good thank you?”

He dumbly shook his head, “That was a great thank you.”

She smiled and ran her hand across his cheek, “I’m glad. Will you hand me my panties?”

He nodded and bent down, grabbing them from the floor and handing them to her; she took them and wiped his cum from her skin as best she could, then tossed them towards her desk, landing them in the top of her bag. He chuckled, “Impressive.”

She smiled and sat up, fastening her bra, signaling to him to begin dressing himself. They were silent as she tied her dress and he pulled up his underwear and pants, getting themselves presentable to walk out in the hallway and to their cars. As they finished dressing, Laura walked around to her dress, shoved her panties deeper in her bag and said, “I think I parked beside you, you ready?”

He chuckled at the nonchalantness of her comment, but simply nodded, gathered his things as she waited, then replied, “Let’s go.”

As they exited the classroom, they both nodded to Cathy, the night custodian who was just coming around the corner. She smiled and wished them a good weekend and they did the same. As they exited the building to the staff parking lot, Keith laughed because indeed, Laura’s Nissan Rogue was parked beside his 4Runner. She dropped her stuff in the back seat of her car and then walked around to him while texting and said, “There is my address.”

His phone vibrated with an incoming message, he nodded as she continued, “Pick me up six, you still owe me a couple of drinks.”

He smirked, “Six? That is dinner and drinks.”

She smiled, “I know. We will go somewhere decent; I don’t feel like changing.”

He grinned, “I don’t either, but you probably need to put something else on.”

She giggled then slyly said, “I’ll put a better bra on, will that do?”

“Sounds good to me.”

“Good, and Keith?”

“Yeah?”

“Put those jeans on you wore last week, they make you ass look good.”

He grinned, “Will do. See you soon.”

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