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Melissa sighed with relief as the last Advanced English student wandered out of her classroom. Finally, her teaching day was over. Humming under her breath, Melissa wandered around her classroom, straightening desks and collecting the various scraps of paper, pencils and miscellaneous items left behind by the 95 students who had taken her classes that day. After bending to pick up a forgotten copy of Hawthorne’s Scarlet Letter, Melissa pressed her hands to the small of her back and stretched, glorying in the release as her tight muscles relaxed after a long day. Confident that she was alone, she took the stretch further, lifting her hands in the air as she sensually dropped her head back. As she did so, her long dark hair flowed down her back and her full breasts lifted high as if in offering. She breathed deeply, feeling the soft tingle in all of her nerves as she transitioned from the strict Mrs. Brown to the fun-loving, often naughty Melissa.The ringing of her cell phone interrupted her meditation. Swearing softly under her breath, Melissa strode quickly on her stiletto heels to her desk. Her irritation vanished when she saw the name on her phone’s screen. “Shawn,” her voice, so crisp and efficient when teaching her students, was soft and husky as she spoke her lover’s name.“Hello, my dirty girl!” A blush stained Melissa’s cheeks at the sound of his voice. He was obviously in one of his playful moods.“Aren’t you supposed to be on duty, investigating bad guys, keeping otele gelen escort our small town safe from evil doers?” Her tone matched his, cheerful and teasing with a sparkling current of sex. She sat down in her chair and lifted her shapely, slender legs onto her desk, causing the hem of her dress to slide high up on her bare thighs.“Nope! Just got my hair cut, now I’m on my way to your high school to watch my daughter in the volleyball game.” Melissa glanced at the clock. “The game doesn’t start for an hour.”“I know. I was hoping for a private tutoring session with my favorite English teacher first. Gotta make sure all of my reports are written correctly!” Melissa giggled. “I could be available for a tutoring session,” she purred into the phone. “But, it will cost you!” She heard Shawn chuckle over the phone and pictured the crooked, cocky grin that she knew he was probably wearing. That grin always made her pussy wet.“Oh, you’ll get your payment, dirty girl. And you’ll take it however I give it to you.” Melissa squirmed in her desk chair, feeling herself become excited from the sexy timber of his voice and his pleasurable threat. “Be ready for me. I will be in your room in a few minutes.” At that, Shawn hung up.Trembling a bit in excitement and anticipation, Melissa swung her legs off her desk and glanced around the room. While they had played in her classroom before, she was always nervous about doing balgat escort anything more than kissing while at work. After all, she was a respected teacher in a small town public high school! And her classroom wasn’t exactly private; she could hear the varsity football team practicing on the field just outside her window and everyone, from the janitor to her principal, had keys to her room. Beyond all of that, Shawn was not her husband. He was her husband’s best friend; his wife was Melissa’s best friend. Not only would getting caught get her fired, it would get them both divorced!Still, despite her nerves, Melissa couldn’t resist the chance to see him and knew that she would do whatever he wanted. All resolve always melted away the moment he touched her and she would become lost in his kisses, his touches, the sensual web of pleasure he adeptly wove.The soft click of her door closing and locking interrupted her reverie. Striding towards her with his sexy, confident swagger was Shawn. He was in plain clothes today, his badge and gun clipped to the belt of his slacks that showed his trim waist and long, powerful legs. His dress shirt was tucked in and unbuttoned at the top, molding his broad shoulders. And he was grinning exactly as she had known he would be, his deep brown eyes lit with amusement at her obviously hungry stare.“Well…Hello, Mrs. Brown.”She smiled back, her full, pouty lips curving in sensual promise. elvankent escort “Hello, Deputy John.”“How’s your day been?” He pulled over a chair and sat next to her, his legs spread so she could see the bulge of his cock in his pants.“Busy. Better now.” Melissa tuned her chair so they were facing each other. Unable to resist, she set her hands on his thighs, stroking gently as she peered up at him through her thick lashes.“Mmmm,” Shawn hummed, leaning forward and placing his hands on her hips, pulling her forward in her chair. “Mine’s better now, too. You look amazing.”“I like your hair cut.” Melissa reached up and gently brushed a stray piece of hair off his cheek. Shawn’s eyes darkened with desire at her touch.“Come here,” he growled, tugging her forward and capturing her lips with his own. Melissa sank into the kiss, moaning into his mouth as his tongue traced her lips, then thrust into her mouth. One hand holding her hips, he slid his other hand up her thigh, stroking her inner thigh as she spread her legs in a silent plea. Shawn suckled her full lower lip, making her moan even louder.“Oh, Shawn,” she whispered, scooting closer and sliding her small, dainty hands up his legs until she found his hardening cock straining against the restriction of his pants.“God, you taste good,” he said as he gently stroked her pussy through her lacy, wet panties.“Yes, please, yes,” Melissa groaned as he rubbed her clit. She tried to wrap her hands around his dick, but his pants prevented her. She scowled in frustration. Shawn smiled and pulled back to unbutton his pants, freeing his thick, long cock. When Melissa smiled and wrapped her hands around him, he captured her mouth again in a kiss and slid his hands under her panties, thrusting his fingers deep into her hot, wet pussy.God, she was tight and swollen with desire.