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The Staircase
Ed stood there in the darkened hallway of the school. His opened shirt revealed his chest and stomach stained with
sweat from steamy passions interrupted.
This was such an odd place for a sensual encounter. Melissa's stood before him naked, with her hands placed on her hips. Her skirt and sweater could be seen through the gauze-like mesh of the black laundry bag. Her well-developed calves stretched up from two-inch heals offering a most inviting view.
"What are you waiting for, Eddy?" She smiled as she looked down at his opened pants. "I said we were alone." Melissa held out her hand motioning for him to strip.
Ed was fully aroused again. The idea of being completely naked in a public building began to take hold. He pulled off his
pants and handed his clothes to his attractive guide.
Hill was an old school. The hallways smelled of the dust
attractant the cleaning crew had used just hours before. The walls were lined with posters and bulletin boards. They displayed work from the classes and words of motivation.
Ed stood there still in shoes and socks. They seemed to add a comedic touch to an otherwise mood of almost perfect
passion. He enjoyed looking at Melissa's body. Her smooth
legs and pelvis looked soft in the faint white light from the exit lamps.
She turned and started toward the stairway that ran along the inside courtyard wall of the school. The huge panel windows offered up a view of the night sky. They stopped at the third landing. A beige and brown batik partially covered the wide marble ledge. Between floors there was only the dim light from the exit signs illuminating doorways.
Melissa paused and hoisted herself onto the cloth. "Have you ever done it in a school Eddy?" The question caught him offguard. ?You mean before ten minutes ago?? Ed smiled, "Yes, Leesa, in high school a couple of times, there were always ways."
The look on Melissa's face was more impish than ever.
"You ever done it in the open in a school, Eddy? I mean buck-assed naked, your dick hard, slamming into a tight and eager pussy?"
Ed looked shocked. She had practically screamed it. Her voice echoed against the baffled flights of wooden stairs that spanned the four floors of the school.
This was a side of Melissa Ed had not seen before. This was a different kind of experience he had not expected. "I said we were alone, Ed." She chuckled as she leaned back against the steel frame of the window. Condensation ran down the edges of the glass in trails.
Melissa hooked her heels over the marble ledge and smiled. Her knees were raised up toward her shoulders. "Eddy, want to eat my pussy baby?" Her voice was different. It offered an odd combination of request and insistence. "Make me moan right here, so we can hear my passion raise the roof of this old schoolhouse."
Ed moved toward her. His knees fell hard against the smooth surface of the old waxed wooden floorboards. His face kissed along the surface of Melissa's opened thighs. He slowly lowered his mouth to skim her mound. She cooed as his tongue swept across the tender flesh that framed her pelvis.
Melissa wanted it now, and she grabbed Ed's neck to guide him to the spot. Her hands moved to clutch his head. She eased her waiting well up toward his lips. Her back was up against the steel beam that separated the window frame. The metal was surely cold from the January chill, but her brow formed small beads of sweat. The moistness on the undersides of her breasts grew heavy as she enjoyed attention from her man. The rising sound of sighs and moans
was like a whip driving Ed to please her more.
A shattering orgasm gripped her body as she convulsed.
Her hands held his head firmly in place as he used his mouth and lips and teeth to please her. He kept her at that point of
wild climax for what seemed like several minutes. Then with slower, softer licks and bites he slowly brought her back.
Her hair was frizzed, and her eyes took on sleepy and seductive look when he rose up to face her once again. She could see her juices glistening in his mustache as he smiled.
He kissed her hard against her lips and bit her tongue softly.
Ed looked into Melissa?s eyes and spoke. "Teacher, do I get an 'A', or do I need extra help?"
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They enjoy each other's company more than you could imagine
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Labwork
Melissa was enjoying this, but so was Ed. She stroked his huge erection. Her slender fingers traced the tip of his
desire and squeezed it like a ripened plum. She looked into his eyes and smiled. "Come on, there?s more to see." She said, as she picked up her bag and moved toward the large fire doors leading to the third floor.
Ed was a naked gentleman. Grasping the large brass handle, he pulled it open to let his woman through. He watched the curves of Melissa's body move down the hall before him.
He enjoyed the silhouetted image of her ass moving through
the dimly lighted hallway.
"Fifth and sixth graders on this floor Eddie." She pointed to the work that lined the hall. They are getting ready for middle school. Melissa opened a door that appeared slightly ajar.
She did not turn on the lights. The ubiquitous exit lights continued to provide a surrealistic luminescence that enabled them to see.
"This is the science room baby," Melissa stood between two hulking forms. They looked almost life-like in the corner of a room filled with displays and exhibits. She turned briefly to face the wall. Ed heard a the faint sound of a switch be flicked.
There before him in blue and silver light were life-sized models of developed humans. They were larger versions of the anatomical models Ed remembered assembling as a young teenager. The tubes of red and blue representing the cardiovascular systems glowed with a faint light.
Melissa moved to the oak counter where science teacher must have demonstrated countless experiments over the decades. She picked up a freshly folded towel with one hand.
She used her other hand to open a pressure cabinet. A cloud of steam rose up from the red and white hard plastic case. Ed could see her reaching inside. She was covered by a rising fog of steam that billowed from inside the trunk-like case. She emerged holding a white styrofoam dish. The oblong container was piled high with colorful kabobs,
She stood there still naked and smiling. "See that blanket there?" She motioned toward a folded woolen throw. Its geometric pattern was accented in the sapphire and emerald shades that formed pentagrams over its surface. "Spread it out right here."
"How many people do you have in on this little tour?" Ed was beginning to catch to Melissa's plan.
She looked at him and smiled. "Ohhhh... a few I guess" She set the food down on the surface and returned to the container on the demonstration table. She hit a button, and the sultry voice of Angela Wimbish rose up to fill the room. She returned with a second container of black bread rolls. "Ever had a picnic in a science lab Eddie?"
She settled down slowly on the blanket. It was stretched out to cover the tile floor of the room. Her naked body seemed to absorb the cool blue light from the anatomical models.
She glanced at Ed's body. His legs were stretched out as he propped his head up on one shoulder. "Oh did you notice that the models were not quite correct?" Melissa giggled as she held a kabob within reach of Ed's teeth. She teased him a bit with it before his white cuspids clamped down on a roasted pepper at the end.
They laid there talking, and enjoying the music. Their bodies touched sometimes. Then she would offer still more food to him, lifting bread and then a wooden skewer toward his lips.
Melissa did not eat. Her slender fingers slowly moved to rub the soft brown skin of Ed's upper thighs. She pushed him flat across the blanket. Her fingers brushed the coarse dark hair of under his navel. She reached for something she thought about, it seemed, much too frequently.
Her lips clamped down hard on Ed's lap. This was what she wanted. There was no need to even discuss it. Her mouth found spots that declared her ownership. Ed lost interest in the dwindling trays of food. He laid back and focused his eyes on Melissa's ardent efforts. The music continued, but now the soft
sucking sounds of passionate drama also complimented the ambiance.
She began to draw upon her experiences with him on those many flights to Washington. Sucking, biting, kissing lightly. There were so many movements she knew he enjoyed. This time she wanted to give them all to him like he'd never had them before.
OHHH Lissa. Ed's deep voice was just a soft moan as he enjoyed the motions of her face over his body. He felt his body responding to her attention. the chorus of 'Power of Love' wailed in the background. The vocals filled his ears as Ed caught the transparent faces of the models in the corner of his eye,
He crossed the line, even as Melissa sucked wildly on the large head that topped his shaft. He could feel his body beginning to rise up from he blanket. The feelings in his head seemed to make the models come alive. It was almost as if a naked couple was standing there just beyond his vision. They seemed to be watching this nude goddess sucking him beyond the point of his control.
"Ohhh Lissa, Lissa baby do it, god yes." The words rose up from his lips. He resisted the urge to hold her head to his lap. She did not need any help at all he thought as he felt the rising waves of climax spasm down from his naked belly.
"Uhhh god baby," the sounds came from his mouth. The music in his ears offered up a chorus 'hold on tight and make it last...' It played and she squeezed, before she began sucking even harder.
Ed's body rose up even as Melissa pressed her hands down between his legs. She held his sac lightly massaging the two oval jewels inside. Her mouth bobbed up and down. she gripped the tip between her lips and looked at his contorted face. Her eyes flashed with a seductive smile as she shook her head from left to right. The tip of her tip flicked the hollowed indentation that seemed read to explode. Then, with one fluid motion she took Ed deeply inside her mouth and inhaled.
There was one long moan, and Ed's body convulsed his head jerked upward His calves flexed. She could feel the muscles of his legs tense even as her mouth filled with thick warm juice. It was what she wanted and she did not stop. The sucking continued even as he reached to stroke her shoulders.
Melissa's hands reached out to grab his wrists. Ed let her pin his arms to the floor. Ed just laid back and a long deep sigh escaped his lips. The C-D played a second time and his position did not change.
"What has gotten into you?" Ed rose to his knees with his hand holding his limb penis. He looked at Melissa smiling above him. She was walking toward a small brown refrigerator in the corner of the lab. "Thirsty baby?" She returned with two small bottles of cranberry juice. They were cold, but the tart taste was an unexpected shock to Ed's system.
He reached for the brown stack of folded paper towels on the demonstration counter. Dabbing sweat from his forehead, he continued to watch Melissa's naked body move around the room.
She was picking up the evidence of their visit. She folded the blanket neatly and stuffed it inside the netted laundry bag. It was now bulging with various items cast off since they left her classroom nearly two hours ago.
The Styrofoam trays were collected and thrown in the trash. The CD player stopped as she moved to lock a cabinet door. Ed could not see the smug smile on her face. Melissa could tell that this was a night he would not soon forget. "There's still a lot to see Eddie, that is if you can keep up."
Ed sighed deeply, "Aaahhhhhh, I'm right behind you Lissa, I don't want to miss a thing." He was on his feet still holding onto a wet and sticky part of his body. "f course, I do not know how it could possibly get any better now."
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Auditorium
Melissa giggled and licked her lips. "Do you think you can carry the bag for awhile. She turned and opened the door as Ed watched her smooth naked legs moving back into the doorway. He wanted to lift her hair and kiss her neck and hold her there.
"You know, this used to be a normal school." He could see her eyes and mouth as they walked together in the dimly lighted hallway. "That means it had all 12 grades, when this was a much smaller town." She reached to hold his empty hand. "It's old but there are so many things we do have that most elementary schools don't even come close to."
"I love the auditorium, I spend a lot of time there working with the kids on their plays." The couple moved down the empty hall almost silently. She still wore the heels that seemed so out of place on a teacher who had to be on her feet all day. They accented her calves and offered images Ed more than enjoyed. He was several inches taller that she was, but the reflection they saw as they passed a tier of windows seemed perfect to them both.
The huge double do ors at the center of hallway were solid wood. "This building does have a certain charm Lissa." Ed ran a hand down her naked thigh as his fingertips felt the moist skin between her legs. "I can't remember when I've enjoyed a tour soooo much, baby." He felt her small hand grip his wrist and hold it still as her large breasts brushed against his body.
Her teeth gripped his right nipple lightly as she shook her head softly back and forth. She grabbed him between his legs and squeezed. "Pooh, not quite there yet huh?" Her tone feigned disappointment. "Perhaps we had better let you sit down for awhile and rest." She turned away and opened the door. "Let's see if I can keep you entertained."
They walked down a long, inclined aisle. The auditorium was something from another age. The chairs were worn, but they still had the character that spoke volumes about thousands of assemblies and shows. "This is one of my favorite places in the whole school," she said. Ed could hear the excitement in her voice as it echoed through the cavernous arena.
"We're hoping that we can get it refurbished with some corporate grant money." She raised her arms above her head, and stretched. The lighting from the exit lamps outlined each shapely curve of her body.
"You take a seat, front row center baby." She moved him down the first row of chairs. They were full-sized theater seats with folding bottoms. There were perhaps 600 of them facing the large stage.
Ed plopped down. He could feel the oiliness of the ancient fabric on his naked skin. It didn't matter to him at this point. He thought of what had been happening to him in the past few hours. "She is a most remarkable woman." He smiled as he rubbed himself. "It's not just the sex, but the imagination...WOW." Ed twisted in his chair and stretched his legs. "She knows how to make me feel, and think." He wondered what she had in mind.
The single spotlight?s golden glow startled him. A chair was set in the center of the stage. A foil-wrapped purple box was positioned within reach. There was silence.
"WELCOME TO LISSA, A ONE WOMAN SHOW!" Her voice filled the room as she remained out of view. The heavy maroon curtains that hid the wings rustled slightly at
stage-right. "THE MATERIAL PRESENTED HERE IS DESIGNED SOLELY WITH YOU IN MIND." There was a seductive growl that accented each word as Ed glanced toward the jiggling fabric. He wondered what she would do next.
The sound of a clear and romantic tenor rose up to fill the emptiness of the auditorium. "Love of my life..." An old Gino Vannelli song brought movement to the stage. She emerged draped in scarves of soft burgundy and royal purple. The fluid motion of her body was entrancing. Each motion seemed tailored to seduce. The flowing fabric was caught in the breeze created as she kicked and turned. She played to his face with every move. A glimpse of thigh, a large breast exposed but for brief seconds. The naked skin of her bare ass then framed in thin sheets of wispy veil.
Ed watched and smiled as she moved. A single accent chain graced her right ankle now. Its large charms jangled as she danced. On her knees before him now at center stage, she performed a beast-like mating dance. Her palms were flat against the stage. Her face displayed theatrical passions that he could not resist. He heard her moans and wild sounds rising up above the trailing music. The dance seemed complete as she collapsed on stage in a final movement that matched the silence of the hall.
There was stillness, and silence. Ed sat there as an audience of one. Melissa moaned loudly and long. It was the type of wailing moan West African women are wont to offer to signify deeply felt pain.
Her face was animated as her piercing eyes captured Ed's in a grip that nearly lifted him to the stage. "That is the sound inside my heart each time we end our days together." She was seated on the floor, her legs curled under her body.
The sweet tones of Angela Bofill offered a sultry background as Melissa launched into a seductive monologue. "I wonder why I deal with someone so far away." She slowly rose to her knees. Her body unfolded a bit more on each phrase. "I see you weekends, and it's just not enough." The sheer scarves unfurled to hide portions of her body. The teasing glimpses of skin would draw Ed's attention like portals packed with irresistible treats. "Fuck the frequent flier miles Eddie!" Her voice was loud and filled with frustration. As she rose to her feet abruptly, he could see the anger in her eyes.
The long strips of fabric now covered her from shoulder to calf like colorful drapes across a Hellenic statue. Her hands were cradled on broad hips and again, one large breast was imperfectly exposed.
She craned her neck and words flowed out like rain. "You think because we talk two, or three times a day it is enough? I want you all the time, goddamn it! I think about you and I don't know what to do."
She slowly backed away. Her movements toward the chair were pronounced as she played a role on stage. She turned to face the foiled box. Bending at the waist, the scarves parted to reveal the full inviting ovals of her ass. They were framed like exotic melons each on wrapped in a flowing piece of cloth that snaked down her widespread legs.
She reached inside the box, and arched her back. "You know, we visit like we used to by computer before I go to bed. I watch your words appear across the screen, and I get wet. I want to feel you so badly sometimes that I cum."
Ed listened as the soft, alto tones of her midwest voice echoed faintly off the walls of the empty auditorium. This was an unlikely place to hear about desires. It was also being presented in a dramatic way he?d never heard before.
Melissa turned to face him once again. "I WANT YOU DAMMIT, not just like this baby, all the time."
She plopped down in the chair spreading fabric to reveal the naked skin of her exposed legs. The spotlight shining down illuminated her face. It's beam of spreading light shined down to give her shaven mound an exposed glow.
"I lay awake at night and think of you. My bed so empty that it makes me cry. My pussy aches to feel your touch. Her sentences were short, but each one stroked Ed's mind and evoked thoughts. The sultry syllables were like a peacock plume gliding across the untouched skin under his balls.
"I have to reach into my nightstand drawer. The slender shape of your gift fills my hand. The silver shine from it catches the faint rays of light from the window. The silence of the room accents my sobs."
She shifted her body, raising one foot up to rest on the edge of the chair. Her other leg was lifted to the rim of the foiled box. Her center was exposed like a gaping mouth. Its darkened lips were moistened with the slightest hint of her own dew. Ed heard a strange whirring sound. The ambiance of the auditorium made it
more pronounced. He watched Melissa's dramatic movement as she touched it to her face.
"You make me masturbate Eddie! I need it sometimes once or twice a day." She sighed deeply as she dragged it down her torso. Her hand moved it like a stout and stubby wand to circle both her breasts. Ed could see it catching in the loose folds of the flowing scarves. "You make me want to feel you inside."
Melissa's small hands now gripped the very end of the pointed probe. Its rounded head was brushing across her mound. She spoke softly now. "I think about you with me and I want it all the time. I think about the way you make me feel and I cum." Her head snapped back and she plunged her probe between her legs. It disappeared inside, and then she moaned.
Ed felt like he was on fire. This teacher had somehow grabbed his mind and held it in a seductive grip. This was not just some lurid sex show like the ones he'd seen in old Time Square. This was his Melissa, wild like he'd never seen her before. He watched as she moved her body in the chair. The glare of the spotlight bathed her in a yellow glow. The rest of the stage was slightly gray to black. Her whimpers and her moans now filled his ears.
He found himself holding his own nakedness. He was fully aroused again. The moans and shudders coming from the stage washed over him. His senses were carried away by the visions and the sounds bombarding him. The faintest smell of Melissa's body wafted up to catch his nose. Was it just from juices now dried to his mustache or something fresh he tasted on his lips.
Melissa's moans subsided, and the whirring sound just stopped. She panted in her chair and hunched forward. Her face again was focused to her audience of one. "See it Eddie, taste it!" Her voice was more a command than a request. "I want you to know what it is like to have me so near to you but out of reach." She rose to her feet, and the spotlight suddenly died.
In the darkness he heard her final whispered words. "This is what my nights away from you are really like."
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