Ryan is a new teacher at our school, fresh from college and ready for the challenge.  All the females want to get their hands on him because he's the first straight and single male we've had here for awhile.  He is cute and a little scruffy.  About 5 foot 9 with light brown hair and green eyes.  He isn't real cut or anything but broad shouldered, powerful looking hands, and a cute rounded butt.  At staff meetings I have to really concentrate so I don't start to daydream about what he would look like naked.  He's caught me looking longingly at him a few times at which time he smiles devilishly back at me, adorably pushing his dark rimmed glasses back up his nose, probably fully aware of what I was just thinking.

This past Friday, my boss had to leave early and left me to lock up because I wasn't quite down getting ready for Monday.  Being the day before Halloween, everyone else rushed home, tired from a day of dealing with amped up students.  Everyone, that is, besides Ryan.

I thought I was alone with my thoughts and the buzzing of the copy machine.  I pulled my hair into a sloppy pony tail, kicked off my shoes, and started to cut a few papers for projects while my work packet assembled itself in the copier.  The copier started the beep and I turned around to check what the problem was.  No paper.  Of course the paper was stored on the top shelf so I pulled over the step ladder, climbed  up and pulled down a couple of reams.  I felt the buttons of my shirt tug as I reached over my head.  My nipples were hard as if anticipating a warm, wet mouth envelope them.  I let out a heavy sigh and started to climb back down the stool.

"What are you sighing about?"  His voice started me and I let out an involuntary squawk.

"I thought I was alone," I blurted, my heart beating a little faster for more than one reason. I turned around to see him looking at me, a devilish smile on his face, armed crossed.  "You scared me."

"I see that."  He chuckled.  His eyes traveled the length of my body, lingering on my breasts.  I felt my nipple strain harder against my shirt, a dampness formed in my panties.  He reached over and pulled my hair out of its holder.

"Hey!"  I reached towards his hand, trying to get my binding back.

"I like it better with your hair down."  His right hand pulling over his head, out of my reach, his left hand brushing my blond hair out of my eyes, traveling down its length.  I freeze as his hand turns over to my shoulder and rests on my right breast.  His thumb nimbly finding my already taut nipple.  His pointer joining in, tracing its circumference.

"Hey!"  I mutter, unable to pull myself away from this tentative grasp.  We lock eyes, his left hand pulling and teasing a little more.  I can feel his already hardening cock brush against my thigh.  I lick my lips and then pull him with both arms into me, my tongue pushing its way into his willing mouth.

His fingers release their prey and my right hand grabs his ass, pushing his still sheathed cock, further into me.  I can feel its thickness pressed against my moist opening. His right hand moves around my juicy ass, gliding down the zipper of my skirt, using both hands now to pull the skirt up, plunging fingers over my lace panties.

I gasped and pulled him over to a work table on the side, his hand guiding my leg up as I perched on the edge.  We kissed each other ferociously, like animals in heat.  I bit his lip in my eager hunger.  He pulled slightly away and chuckled again, fully knowing he had unleashed a wild one.  I grabbed his tie, with one hand and pulled him into me again for another kiss.

"Take off your fucking shirt," I managed in between breaths.  He might have started this, but II was going to finish it.  He quickly did what he was told.

"Now the rest of it."

He kicked off his shoes, pulled off his socks, pants and shorts came down with one fluid movement.  He tried to approach me again but I pushed him back with my bare foot.

"I want to look at you."  He acquiesced to my request and backed away.  He had a nice amount of hair on his chest but not too much.  His stomach was slightly rounded but not bad, just like I like my men, with a little meat.  My eyes moved down to his cock, already standing at attention.  It was nice a thick one with a big meaty head, nicely proportioned balls.    He threw his arms out to the side as if to say, "You've seen it, can we move on now?" but I wasn't done.

"Turn around.  I want to see all of you." I twirled my finger in a circular motion.  He smiled and turned slowly around, keep his eyes on me as he did so. 

"I love your ass."

"Thanks.  Is there anything else that Madame would like to see?"

"Yeah."  I beckoned him to me with my finger.  He came slowly towards me, stark naked save his glasses.  I started unbuttoning my blouse.  He helped me finish and reached around my back and unlatched my bra.  I shrugged out of both as his hands made their way to my tits.  Our tongues met again, slower this time.  We spent a good minute this way, his hands exploring my breast, our mouths locked together, my right leg propped up, his now naked cock pressing against my soaking panties.

When I pulled away, his mouth moved down my neck and met my nipple.  He teased with his tongue and teeth on one, while his hand caressed the other.  I writhed on the edge of the work table with each flick, each pull, each gentle bite.  I moaned and pulled him closer into my chest and he suck harder as my toes curled in ecstasy.

He pulled away and deftly pulled my panties off.  He grabbed the step ladder, sat down and started licking my pussy.  I'm not sure I've ever felt pleasure like that before.  He flicked my clit with his tongue and then probed my cunt, first with his fleet tongue and then with two fingers.  The work table rocked and wobbled as his thrusts and licks got more intense.  I held myself up with one hand as I smashed his face into my pussy with the other.  He added a third finger and it was too much for me and I came all over his face.  I let go of his hair and let him come up for air.  I too was gasping even though I had more than enough air around me.  He slowly withdrew his fingers and licked my juice off them. 

"Come here," I managed and I kissed him, tasting my pussy all over his mouth.  "Mmm."

"Sweet."

And that was just the start of it.....