[piecenick]

We luckily got transferred out of that small town to a mid-sized university city, not so much worry about every hello and glance at the grocery store being reported on the g****vine. Our fantasies were still just that and we hd 2 teens at home. My wife got a job teaching at a developmental school, small staff, small class load, perfect for her.

One of the other teachers, was Peter, a tall lanky, single guy who had the classroom next to my wife. They shared a lot of resources and worked together a lot with some of the more difficult kids. It wasn't long before he was a part of our fantasy world, my wife especially liked to ride me imagining she was riding Peter's cock.

Then she started coming home telling me about how much they flirted with each other. In particular the time after school she was in the supply closet trying to reach something and Peter came in looking for her. He said he could reach it and came up behind her and pressed himself against her back reaching over her. She told me she could feel his cock against her butt and couldn't resist pushing back a little. She said they might have screwed in the closet it Peter wasn't waiting for a parent to show up for a conference, the parent arrived a few seconds later.

My wife came home and told me that Peter had accepted a teaching job in another state and would be moving as soon as school was over, just a few weeks away. I still had a lot of ambivalent feeling about whether or not I actually wanted my wife to fuck another guy and I knew she would be very tempted, especially since she would never see him again in a short time. So my radar was on full alert, even though we always agreed that if she ever really though she was actually going to have sex with another guy, she'd let me know first, antics in the closet notwithstanding.

The last 3 days of school the students are gone, the teachers have to get all of their materials out their classrooms, there are a lot of meeting and lunches. The teachers have to be there at the beginning of the day and the end of the day, but they are on their own the rest of the time. Their classrooms were at the far end of the hall because the students were 'special' they were loud and unruly, sometimes the noise disturbed other classes.

I didn't notice, but my wife wore a jeans skirt to school, jeans or slack were usually worn by special ed teachers since they spent a lot of time on the floor. She said she had not forgotten the day in the closet when Peter rubbed against her and that she purposely saved a few things she needed to take home on a top shelf.

During the morning she called Peter to come help her get something down from a high shelf, she said she used a somewhat playful tone. She said he came in the closet with a big smile while she was reaching high, she was sure he could even see the bottom of her panties. Peter didn't even pretend to help her, he just reached under her skirt and caressed her bottom through her panties. She lowered her hands and just leaned against the bookcase and groaned in approval.

"You like?"

"Yes sir".

Peter then pulled her panties down to the floor,she stepped out of them, he said "I'm going to keep these".

He continued to finger her and slid his fingers inside, she said she felt a shiver and an orgasm swept up her body when he caressed her special spot.

She said she turned around and knelt in front of him on a pad he pulled off a shelf. She unzipped him and reached in for his cock, only the second adult penis she had ever touched. He was long and thin like his body and she started sucking on the head, he was moaning, and I know how she likes to swirl her tongue over a cock. She stroked and sucked him and when he started to spasm she held his butt so he could't do anything but shoot in her mouth.

When she told me this I got a little jealous, since she always professed a dislike for swallowing. She said "I didn't have a kleenex and I could risk it getting it all over my hair and blouse".

She stood up and Peter asked her, "can you come to my apartment after school so we can finish this"

She told him she couldn't, she had to be home for our kids since they were getting out early for their last day.

She didn't tell me about this until the weekend in bed, I thought maybe she had actually screwed him and told her it would be OK, but she said her "marital cherry" was still intact, if I didn't consider oral sex as the same thing, I didn't.

I asked her why she told him she had to be home for our children, that wasn't true, she said she wanted to keep our promise not to really have sex until we talked about it.