As it turns out, Miss Jimenez does not get tired. Not easily, and not nearly enough.
"Haaa… haaaa… haaa… finally… I can… come…" How can this woman even be a teacher?
Maybe it's the ring's fault… and a part of me would like to take it off and forget all about this, but I would lose Tina for sure.
And no matter what, I don't want to lose my girlfriend.
Or stop having the hottest girl in school drool all over me.
Or my sexy teacher fucking me until we both pass out…
It looks like the Morningstar does win this round. The ring does work on my subconscious, I can't really stop wanting this.
And yet…
"I'm sorry," I say.
"What are you… ah… saying, boy? You have been fantastic. Your dick is amazing. So hard, so strong… I am getting addicted to it."
"No, I mean… I'm sorry there was nobody with you to take care of you. This house does look… ah… empty." I really need to drink something. "Can I have a glass of water?"
"You… what do you mean, boy?" Maybe she's trying to understand if I am bullshitting her, but I am completely serious. I am really sorry for what she's going through.
"Can I drink something please? I'm parched."
"Hmmm." She stands up, my dick sliding out of her pussy and I can finally feel a bit of relief. "I'll check what I have… stupid house-servants. You can never rely on them to keep their mouth shut and you have to do everything yourself…" she mutters, walking away from me.
Her rounded butt sways left and right as she walks, even if she's not wearing high heels anymore.
It must not have been easy, coming back from work and sitting by yourself in this huge home.
She comes back with a bottle of sparkling wine (that must be for her) and a tall glass of water. She pours the water down my throat with surprising kindness after all that happened between the two of us. By now I know how her body looks, and I am getting an idea of how her soul looks as well.
I can't say I am thrilled about her soul, though.
"What did you mean? About the house seem empty? You don't know anything about me. You are just here to make me feel good because you are mine. Because I need, need, need your dick. Don't get weird ideas about falling in love… or… anything like that," she says sternly, even though she's blushing.
"I did not mean that, I am just sorry if you ever felt alone. I…" am I really going to tell her? Maybe the ring can protect me if I open my heart up a little bit. "I have felt like that more often than not."
"Hmmm. I have read something about it," she mutters, sitting on my once again as she sips her wine. "Something about young men withdrawing into themselves or whatever. I think you are better than that, though." She pauses, letting the wine stir in the glass. "But you are right. Sometimes it does feel… a bit lonely. And people think I'm just a pair of tits and not even trying as a teacher."
"I hope your husband treats you right."
"He… sometimes does," she shudders. I know it's a lie.
"How long…"
"Seven years. It was an arranged thing. Why do you care, besides?"
"I'm sorry, but it's just… I care."
"Sure, you care about these," she's pushing her tits in my face once again. "Or about my mouth, or my butt. You will feel much less cheeky after you have destroyed my butt with your big cock…"
"No! I am still sorry about this because I know how it feels going back to an empty home!"
I have known it for a long time… ever since our parents died and my sister had to start taking care of two people.
"You don't… you… you are just my little fucktoy with a big cock…"
"I'm not just a fucktoy and you know it, and I know it! You care about me just as much, and I will prove it to you! Even if what you are doing it's not right, nobody has any right to treat you like that!"
She blushes so hard it's almost as if her entire skin turns as red as a lobster.
"Do you… do you really feel like that?"
"Yes. I do," I say looking her square in the eye.
"You are just a stupid kid…" she groans, leaning forward and setting her lips against mine in the sweetest kiss we have shared yet. "But I will believe you."
I nod and smile against her lip as we do share a kiss. I hope Tina will not get mad, but this is more like a comfort kiss than anything else. Besides, she's a human being, she deserves a bit of respite from time to time.
And then the doorbell rings.