DAVID:

    "Dad? Dad!!"

    On Eric's first day back to school, I was woken up by him at my bedside.

    "Mmm, morning," I moaned, half-asleep. I yawned and stretched my naked body. I was alone in bed with only a thin sheet covering my lower half, being tented by my morning boner.

    "Dad, I feel kinda sick. I don't know if I should go to school today," my son stood there in his white briefs and said, followed by an unconvincing "cough, cough."

    I put one hand on his forehead, which felt perfectly normal.

    "Maybe we should sign you up for some acting classes. Cuz Meryl Streep you ain't," I replied. "Go get showered and dressed! We're leaving soon."

    I smacked his ass and he ran out of the room. I stretched again, reaching for my cock and pushing it down at the same time. Just then, Eric stopped himself in the doorway, turned around, and ran back to my bedside. 

    "Muah. I almost forgot," he said, planting a good-morning peck on my lips before running back out.

    I lay in bed for just a couple of minutes until my husband showed up, as always, from his morning run. 

    "What the fuck is that smell?!" I said as soon as a shirtless Sven entered the room. "You reek!"

    "Aww, good morning to you too, honey," he said and came in to give me a kiss, even though for the first time in my life, I kinda wished he wouldn't. Then, he said, "I went swimming in the lake."

    There was a small "lake" – which to me was more like a swamp – in the nearby woods where Sven liked to run. 

    "What would you do that for?" I asked while my husband removed his shorts, shoes, and socks. 

    "I was a dare. I went skinny dipping."

    "A dare from who?"
   "Our new neighbor. Yasmin."

    I looked at my naked husband, waiting for him to give me more details. His large, pierced cock looked as tempting as always, hanging between his legs, but there was no way I was going near it before he takes a shower.

    "I bumped into her taking some photos there," Sven continued, "so we talked for a while. We smoked a joint together and decided to be spontaneous and jump in the water. If it makes you feel better, we regretted it as soon as we did."

    "Aha. So we're skinny dipping with our neighbors now?" I said.

    "Well, I learned some interesting things about our Mr. and Mrs. Williams. Apparently they're in some sort of an open arrangement or something. She's got a girlfriend back in New York. Their kids don't know, which is why they didn't bring it up when they were here. But she took one look at us and knew we would be 'understanding.'"

    "Huh. Interesting," I noted. "Now go take a shower! I'll make breakfast and drive Eric to school."

—

    I was now entering my second year or working from home, and I was starting to get used to it. Until recently, I taught psychology at a medium-sized college nearby. Like many of my coworkers, I was expected to take some time off teaching and focus on academic writing. Initially, it was only going to be a year, but my first series of articles went down well in academic circles and accounted for several grants, so I decided to keep on writing. With my husband getting more responsibilities at work (and thankfully, more money) it was very helpful for one of us to stay in the house and take care of it and Eric.

    Even though I had a fair amount of writing to do, at times I did feel like a househusband now, and driving Eric to and from school was almost always my chore. He hated taking the bus, and I thought I could at least spare him that.

    I spent the afternoon working in my underwear, until it was time to go pick up my son. I threw on a tank top and some short shorts and flip flops, and drove to school with the top down, since it was such a nice, sunny day. I spotted Eric in the schoolyard, sitting with his new friend Niles.

    "Hey, boys," I got out of the car and walked to them. "How was school?"

    "Hi, Mr. Hillbecker," Niles looked up at me. "It was fine, thanks."

    Eric, meanwhile, was busy playing on a Game Boy, which I assumed belonged to Niles.

    "Can I just finish this level before we go, Dad?" my son asked without looking at me.

    "That's fine. Niles, you got someone driving you home?"

    "Yes, Mr. Hillbecker. My dad's inside, in his classroom."

    "Oh, call me David," I insisted. "I'll go say hi to your dad while you boys finish up."

    I wandered the hallways for a bit, looking for the right classroom, while students and parents headed in the opposite direction on their way out. Finally, I found a door with a sign that said "Mr. Williams, Science" on it.

    "Knock knock," I announced myself before entering the room. It was empty except for Niles's dad Dolan, who was sitting at his desk.

    "C'mon in!" he smiled when he saw me. "My first parent-teacher meeting."

    I walked in and closed the door behind me. 

    "Nah, I'm here as a fellow educator for now," I said, "just to wish you luck."

    "Thank you. I might need it," he chuckled.

    "Tough day?"

    "Oh, it's fine. Just busy. Need to get acclimated. It's all a bit stressful for now."

    "Well, hopefully Mrs. Williams will help you destress when you get home," I winked. It was a bold statement with a definite sexual undertone, but we didn't get too many people who were "open minded" in this part of the woods, so I wanted to skip the pretense now that I knew the truth about our new neighbors.

    Dolan took a second to register what I said, after which a slight smirk appeared on his face. After all, it was pretty obvious that Sven and I were very sexual; we both had hardly worn anything when we hosted them for lunch by our pool.

    "I wish she could," the man said, "but she won't be home. She's out taking some pictures."

    I looked at him, and grinned back. I noticed the tie on his desk. He'd taken it off and now sat with the top few buttons of his shirt undone. He probably noticed me staring, because he made his pecs bounce up and down playfully.

    "Well, we don't want you to be stressed out on your first day," I said, walking toward his desk. "It's bad for the whole school, having stressed out teachers. We really oughta do something about it."

    As I reached his desk, I dropped to my knees, making it clear what I was after. I hadn't managed to get a load from my husband this morning. Maybe I'd get one from Eric's teacher.

    "Well if you're offering to help," Dolan said, still smirking and licking his lips. Next, he reached and pulled down his zipper. "I've always wanted to get head in my classroom."

    "Is that so?" I smiled and crawled under his desk, taking his cock in my mouth. It was dark and cramped down here, but that only added to the excitement. Even soft, Dolan's dick was an impressive size. I pulled out his shaved balls through the fly of his pants, and massaged them with my fingers while his dick grew larger in my mouth.

    "Mmm," he relaxed, putting his hands on the back of his head and leaning back in his chair.

    After a minute, he was almost fully hard. It was one of the biggest dicks I'd ever sucked, and I felt it hitting the back of my throat every time I went down. I let go of his balls and ran my hands up his legs. Through his slacks, I could feel his muscular calves and thighs; he was by far the best-looking teacher at this school that I'd met.

    Out in the schoolyard, students played and parents' cars honked. After he was rock hard, I took Dolan's cock out of my mouth to look at it. I couldn't see much in the dark under his teacher's desk, but what I saw made me even hornier and hungrier for his load. I could make out the precum glistening at the tip of his cockhead, and I stuck out my tongue to lick it off. I treated his dick like a popsicle, teasing just the tip, as he squirmed and begged for more.

    Finally, I took the whole cock back in my mouth, feeling it hit my throat and making me gag. I slobbered all over it, careful not to get any drool on his pants. I used his precum and my saliva to stroke his dick up-and-down with my right hand, squeezing it tightly while sucking on it at the same time.

    And then, suddenly, the classroom door opened and I heard my son's voice.

    "Hey, Mr. Williams. Is my dad here?"

    From where Eric was standing, he couldn't see me under his new teacher's desk.

    "Uhh, no, nope!" Dolan quickly sat up right and cleared his throat. "He was here to talk to me but then he left. Maybe he went to the bathroom?"

    Meanwhile, I decided to continue to tease the man, so I kept on sucking and stroking his cock while he talked to my son.

    "Maybe. Niles and I are out in the yard. Do you think he can come to our house later today?

    "Umm, – aah – yeah, su-sure. As long as he – mmm – as long as he does his homework first."

    Eric's teacher was finding it harder and harder to control his voice. I could feel his balls contracting, begging for release.

    "Okay, thanks," Eric said. Apparently he was in a chatty mood. "I've got my first class with you tomorrow."

    "Oh, cool," Dolan said as I took his cock out of my mouth for a second and stroked it top-to-bottom, before swallowing it again. The teacher tried to cover up the smacking noises I was making by kicking his legs under the desk.

    "Yeah. I did okay in science last year. But I'm glad we got a new teacher, because I didn't really like our previous one."

    "Well, I'mmm – looking forward to teaching you," Dolan struggled to keep his moaning in check. Every second, he was closer and closer to blowing his load, I could feel it! "E–Eric, why don't you go back to the yard and wait for your – aaah – wait for your dad there? I'll be out there in a – oh – I'll be out there in a minute as well."

    He must be getting REALLY close! Instead of slowing down, this only encouraged me to go faster. I took his cock balls-deep in my mouth, even though it made me gag. I bopped my head up and down on it, trying to keep the noise down as much as possible.

    "Okay, Mr. Williams. I'll tell Niles he needs to do his homework before he can come."

    As my son said that last word, I felt his teacher's warm cum hitting the back of my throat. I took a deep breath and swallowed, using my mouth and my hand to keep milking Dolan's cock, slurping down the entire load he was providing. He hugged my torso with his legs and squeezed, as load after load of his jizz slid down my throat and went straight to my stomach, all the while my son stood just a few feet away.

    "Bah– Bye, Eric," Dolan squirmed, as the last few drops of cum shot out of his cock.

    "See you!" I heard my son leave the classroom and shut the door behind him.

    Eric's teacher and I took a few seconds to calm down, and to make sure the coast was clear. Finally, he helped me get up from under his desk, and we both burst out laughing before we went out to pick up our boys.​