I used to work in a school and a few years ago the headteacher retired. She was married and in her early sixties. I had worked there for about 15 years and had seen her knickers a few times as she often wore shortish skirts. She had nice legs and wasn't unattractive but not the sort who would turn heads in the street. Over the time I worked there she had gradually got more plump and by the time she retired she was quite the 'mumsy' 60 year old. Our interaction had always been totally professional. On the night of her retirement 'do' at a local hotel, as the evening was drawing to a close, I went to say goodnight and wish her well before I went home and found her in the corridor. She was returning to the function room we had hired after visiting the bathroom, and we exchanged the typical hug and peck on the cheek. As I pulled away, she placed her hand on my crotch and gave me a quick squeeze! I was dumbfounded, and before I could say anything, she had a quick look up and down the corridor, then backed me against the wall and gave me a full kiss with her tongue in my mouth. I was still in a state of shock when she guided one of my hands to her bottom and the other between her legs outside her skirt. Then, with her mouth still clamped over mine, she slid her hand down inside my trousers, grabbed my cock and with the other hand lifted the front of her skirt and pushed her crotch into my hand. I slipped my hand inside her tights and knickers and my fingers slipped up into her wet, hairy c*nt. I gave her a quick rub and then, just as I was becoming fully erect, she withdrew her hand, pulled away, adjusted her underwear and skirt, gave me another peck on the cheek and walked away without a word!
I saw her about a year later at another retirement party and she never said a word about it or even gave any indication that anything had happened. Go figure!
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