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OLDER WOMAN:

CUMMING DEEP INSIDE MY

FOURTH GRADE TEACHER! ©



Sasha Bond, 2018 ©



All characters in this story are aged 18 and above.



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OLDER WOMAN: Cumming Deep Inside My Fourth Grade Teacher!





I lay in the bathtub, watching steam rise from the warm water. I should have felt relaxed, but I did not. I waited apprehensively. Nothing could calm my nerves. Not the dozen candles that lit the bathroom. Not even the New Age CD that filled the room with the comforting sound of the ocean washing against the shore.


The door opened and Mrs. Timmins, my 4th grade teacher, walked into the bathroom. A rose blush on her neck spread slowly up to her cheeks. Neither of us could look the other in the eye. You could cut the tension in the room with a knife. How ironic that it should be her of all people, I thought. Is this really happening?


It was definitely not what I had in mind when I had agreed to be in the Bachelor Auction. They hold one every year at the local Elks Club, all proceeds to benefit the Chanute Regional Hospital. I happened to be back in Chanute by chance, in fact, helping my parents move Grandma Stella into town after the death of Grandpa Earl.


My father Tom was a longtime member of the Elks lodge. He had talked me into volunteering to be one of the bachelors. What would he say now, I wondered, as I looked at Mrs. Timmins in her bathrobe. One part of the Elks mission is to serve the people. Is this what I'm doing?


The robe she was clutching was pale blue in color. With a deep sigh, she undid the ties and let it fall open. I drew in my breath. It wasn't so much her full pendulous breasts as the fact that the woman was entirely devoid of body hair.


Glancing down at herself, Mrs. Timmins said in a nervous voice, "I shaved it off myself, for tonight. Isn't that the way you young fellas like it now?"


"Usually. But most of us can't be choosy." She had full puffy labia, the largest I had ever seen. Not that I have seen very many, to tell the truth.


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