FabSwingers.com forum: Lessons learned

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Rob's phone rang. "Hello Rob. It's Ros"

It was now several weeks since Rob had seen Ros. He had managed to make excuses as he was not quite sure how to approach her. [see Bank Holiday visit which is the prequel]

In fact he and Sarah had barely mentioned that night but it certainly was not forgotten. Since then their love-making had been intense as they explored and rediscovered each other. Rob still pictured Sarah riding Tom's cock, whilst his own was expertly managed by Ros - all whilst he experienced the most intense, passionate kiss with Tom as their hands explored each other. It was certainly a night to remember. In that split second of hearing her voice again, it all came flooding back. His cock twitched. His heart raced.

"Yes, mistress!?" was Rob's instant reply.

"Good boy. I was hoping you would say that. I have a few jobs that need doing this weekend - would you mind helping me?"

Rob was not sure. Was this genuinely a call for some DIY help or did she have something else in mind? Then he realised it did not actually matter as he was happy to help with DIY but would have been gutted if he was not able to help out in other ways.

Rob agreed to the weekend. He'd be there for 9am on Saturday.

Rob was a big beefy guy. 6'4" with a broad 48" hairy chest. Size 12 feet. All in all a bit of a man mountain. Sarah, his girlfriend, loved his masculine look. He had recently taken to growing a beard so he was now furry in most places. He loved it too to be honest. Not that he would admit it to anyone but he did like showing off a bit in the gym changing room.

Rob mentioned to Sarah that he was off to help Ros that weekend.

"I know" was all she said with a cheeky wink.

That bank holiday visit was intense and Rob was still not sure who engineered it. Was it his girlfriend Sarah or her mum, Ros? Either way, they were in it together.

As Rob was prone to do, his mind started racing about the possibilities. It was only Tuesday and he had the rest of the week to contemplate what lay ahead.

Friday evening came round. Rob was increasingly nervous but excited. His mind raced back to bank holiday weekend and Ros but also Tom. Would he be there too?

Saturday morning. 08:56.

Rob decided to dress smartly but take his work gear with him. He was dressed in light colour chinos and a polo shirt, smelling nice, he was hoping to impress.

Rob walked up to Ros' front door. He rang the doorbell. As the door opened he saw Ros standing there.

His jaw dropped visibly.

He knew instantly where this might be going.

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By *opbradMan
over a year ago

Fenland

More.....

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

Ha!

Cruel timing!!

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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Ros was wearing an old style school teacher outfit. Mortar board, black gown but not much else. 3" stiletto heels. Red, lacy bra and panties, red fishnet hold-up stockings.

Ros was 54 and whilst no super model, she looked stunning. Rob thought back to her riding his cock leading ultimately to him cumming. That was intense and he already sensed that this might be going a similar way.

"Well at least you're not late for class. Chop chop. Take your seat."

Rob remembered his work gear was in the car...ah well it did not look like it was needed today. He went through to the only open door which was to Ros' dining room.

He stopped in the doorway. Ros' place was a Victorian villa style house so high ceilings, stripped floorboards and cornicing. The usual furniture had been removed but instead there were two old style school desks in the centre of the room facing a third at the front of the 'classroom'. The rest of the room was in all senses like a classroom - there were maps on the wall, timestables pinned up. A cane rested against the front desk. An empty box in the corner was labelled 'lost uniform'.

As Rob took it all in he recognised a familiar face already at one of the desks. It was Tom. Tom was the same age as him and it was in their last encounter with Ros that had seen Rob enjoy Tom's cock and more. Rob remembered back. He had enjoyed exploring Tom - smooth defined chest and a beautiful cock. Rob's first experience with a bloke and he had loved it. He was glad to see him again. Last time Tom had spent most of the evening in Ros' underwear. Today he was in a blazer, school tie and grey shorts - very much a schoolboy. Rob was slightly jealous that he was not in the same as he wanted to please Ros. Tom looked at Rob with a big grin.

Rob's cock was already twitching although in one of those awkward moments he was desperate for a piss. Rob put this to the back of his mind as he had more important concerns.

He took his seat.

Ros walked in. Her heels on the stripped floorboards and the heavier breathing of both Rob and Tom were the only sounds.

She stood in front of her desk. Legs astride. Hands on hips pushing back her gown to show off her shapely figure.

"School today is a series of lessons. If you do well in a lesson then you will receive the accolade of Head Boy - your goal is to maintain Head Boy status. If you lose or fail to perform then you will be punished. Understand? We have five lessons today: geography, history, PE, beauty and art"

"Yes, mistress!" said Rob and Tom in unison.

Rob loved the competitive element but the lessons filled him with mild panic as other than PE he felt doomed to fail. He had won against Tom last time. He was determined not to lose this time...

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