Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 01

"Ohhhh, Milt!" Heidi Tate cooed while the man sitting next to her on the sofa tickled her neck with his fingertips. Warmth and delight began to spread through her. Her companion was Milt Bingham, the assistant principal of Jamestown High School, where Heidi was employed as school nurse.

The assistant principal was about five-six, balding, and somewhat portly. He had been very attentive to Heidi ever since he assumed the assistant principal's position at the beginning of the school year. He had been asking her out for quite a while, but she declined at first. Once she knew him better and came to regard him as a friend, she accepted his invitation to dinner.

He took her to a nice restaurant where they enjoyed a delicious meal. Heidi found she enjoyed spending time with Milt more than she thought she would and, when he asked, she agreed to accompany him to his apartment for an after-dinner drink.

When they got to Milt's tiny, but neat, apartment he mixed them each a drink, then they sat down on the sofa and chatted for a bit.

Then Milt set his drink down and began tickling Heidi's neck. "Your skin is so soft," he murmured as his fingers trailed over her.

Heidi, a divorcé, wasn't sure what to do. She'd been worrying all evening about what she would do if something like this happened. She was in a quandary because she wanted this to happen, yet she dreaded it, too. It had been a long time since she'd known loving, she was vulnerable, and she knew that in the past she had made ill-advised decisions when she was in that state of mind.

"Heidi, you are so beautiful!" Milt whispered as his hand slid lightly over the nurse's neck. He'd been trying to get her to go out with him for so long, and now she was in his apartment and, so far at least, she wasn't resisting his advances. Like his attractive companion, he had been alone for a long time. While he touched Heidi, he felt himself rapidly traveling down the road to arousal.

Milt felt a powerful attraction for the pretty school nurse almost from the moment he set eyes on her. He thought she was one of the prettiest women he'd ever encountered. She was very pleasant and friendly toward him, more so than most of the women he met. And when he found out she was divorced he made up his mind that at last, he'd found the woman he could marry. The pudgy assistant principal had little experience in relationships, but felt that, after many years, he was developing one with Heidi Tate.

Heidi, blessed with genes that made her look ten years younger than she really was, had a very pert face, with startling green eyes. She was about five-seven, weighed just under one-thirty, and her lean body was wonderfully curved. She had lost a few pounds and the weight loss helped make her look even younger. She had white-blonde hair, which she wore straight, cut about ear-length. Tonight she had on a double-breasted tan suit that clung delightfully to her curvy body. The suit had a short skirt, which displayed her finely-formed legs.

Heidi felt Milt's hand cup her chin and she let him tug her face toward his. She still had misgivings about what was happening, but the gentleness with which he'd been tickling her neck had desire starting to glow inside her. When their faces moved toward each other, she gazed into his blue eyes and saw the longing in them. When their lips met a warm glow began to form inside her. She heard Milt groan softly and a soft thrill rippled through her. "This evening has been so nice, and it's getting better," she thought as the glow inside her intensified. "I'm glad I finally agreed to go out with Milt. He's really a sweet, gentle man."

Heidi had divorced her self-absorbed, philandering husband three years earlier. During the time her marriage was crumbling, her vulnerability led her into affairs with two students from the school where she worked. She knew sleeping with students was wrong, but she didn't have the strength to follow the dictates of her conscience. The affairs, which remained known only to her and the young men, still caused her feelings of guilt.

The first affair, with a young man named Bobby Draper, bothered her mainly because of how wanton she'd acted. He came to her office one day because he had sprained his ankle and...

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She was sitting in her office, distracted by thoughts of her sex life, or lack of one. Her husband hadn't made love to her in months and Heidi, a warm-blooded woman by nature, sorely missed the satisfaction the man she'd once been married to was no longer giving her. The soft knock on her office door snapped her out a delightful memory of a time early in her marriage when her husband wouldn't let her alone. The memories had aroused her but, unfortunately, she had no way of doing anything about that. She sighed softly, shook her head to clear it, and said, "Come in!"

Bobby Draper opened the door and hobbled in. She smiled at him. Bobby was a good student and was always very pleasant and polite. He was also kind of cute. He had taken an Emergency Medical Technician's course she'd talked the school into offering.

"What can I do for you, Bobby?" she asked. She saw him limping when he walked in and assumed he had hurt his foot or ankle. "What happened?" She got out of her chair and walked over to him.

"Ah...Nothin'...nothin'," Bobby said and blushed.

"From the way you're limping, I'd say it's something," she commented. For some reason, it was very warm in her office, warmer than it usually was.

"Aw, I just twisted my ankle on the steps," Bobby said. "Really, it's nothing. Mr. Davis made me come up here. If it was broken, I wouldn't be able to walk on it, right?"

"Maybe," she said. "But you took the EMT course, so you know that's not always the case." She took his arm and led him to the cot that sat along one wall of her office. "Sit down here, Bobby," she said. "Maybe your ankle isn't broken, but you might have sprained it. Why don't I take a look?"

She knelt on the floor, took Bobby's shoe off and manipulated the ankle. It moved without causing him a lot of pain. "Maybe it isn't sprained," she said. "Maybe you just strained it."

"Do...you have a...girlfriend, Bobby?" she heard herself inquiring. She had no idea where the question came from, or why she was asking it. She kept caressing his foot and it kept getting warmer in her office.

"Ah...I...I'm...sorta going with Paula Wilton," Bobby replied.

She was so wrapped up in how the bare skin of the young man's foot fetlt that she didn't hear his choked reply. "His skin is soft!" she thought. She continued to caress his ankle and leg absently. "Touching him feels so nice. God, how long has it been since I've touched someone? Someone male?" Need, which had been smoldering in her, began to flare and, as it did, it began to push reason and judgment aside. "It's been so long since I've had anyone make love to me, and to make love to," she mused. Her hand slid farther up the young man's leg. "I wish there was someone who wanted me!" She took a deep breath. "Do...do you have...a...a girlfriend, Bobby?" she heard herself asking again. She didn't realize that she had already asked the young man that, and he'd responded. She was so addled by carnal feelings that she wasn't aware of what she was saying or doing.

"Ah...yeah, Paula Wilton, like...like I said," Bobby replied.

"Do...do you and she...do you make love, Bobby?" she heard herself whisper. She had no idea why she was asking the young man such intimate questions. It was almost as if someone else was asking them using her voice. She was trembling and her heart was pounding. Her hands continued to steal lightly up and down the boy's leg.

"Ah...ah...sometimes..." Bobby stammered.

"Bobby, do you think I'm pretty?" she heard herself ask. She felt disconnected from what was happening. It was as if she was watching a movie in which someone who looked like her was doing these lascivious, forbidden things. "What you're thinking about doing is wrong, terribly wrong!!!" a small voice inside her head warned, but her need-inflamed body and mind quickly banished the cautioning thoughts.

"Yeah, I...ah...I think you're real pretty, Mrs. Tate," Bobby replied.

A bell rang, then shortly afterward, another. "I...I guess...I guess school's over," she said softly. Her voice sounded dreamy. "Do...do you have to...to leave...Bobby?"

"Ahh...no, I guess not," the young man stammered.

She got to her feet and, walking like a zombie, went to the office door. She locked it, then she walked back to where Bobby lay on the cot and stood in front of him. "I...I'm glad you...you...don't have to...to leave," she said softly while Bobby stared at her, looking befuddled.

Her trembling hands moved to the neck of her uniform and she opened the first button. "Have...have you ever seen a...a woman naked, Bobby?" she whispered. She knew what she was doing was wrong, but she couldn't stop herself.

Bobby gaped at her and nodded.

Oblivious to the young man's response, she unbuttoned another button. "Would you like to?" she murmured.

Bobby gulped and nodded again.

She continued to unbutton her uniform slowly, one button at a time, pausing each time she opened one. When all the buttons were opened, she shrugged her shoulders and the white garment whispered to the floor.

Bobby sat transfixed, staring at her while she stood in front of him wearing only a bra, panties, and white pantyhose. His eyes were wide and his face was red.

"Do you like what you see, Bobby?" she murmured, her voice husky. Her mind was a whirl of unbridled emotions.

Bobby nodded. "I...I sure do!" he croaked.

She reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and held the garment in her trembling hands for a few seconds, then she let it drop. She stood there, gasping for breath while Bobby stared at her exposed breasts, then she bent and slid her pantyhose and panties down and stepped out of them. Nude now, she straightened. Her chest heaving was heaving and her heart was pounding. What she was doing was something completely alien to everything she believed! She had taken off her clothes in front of a student! If what she'd done were ever discovered, she'd be fired in disgrace. Since nothing else she could do would get her in any more trouble, she rationalized, she might as well get what she needed.

"Would...would you like to...to touch me, Bobby?" she murmured while, stiffly, she moved closer to the wide-eyed young man.

Bobby nodded again and raised his hand slowly. She took his hand, kissed it softly, then she pressed it, palm-first, against her bare breast. Indescribable delight filled her when the young man's hand touched her. Her legs began to quake. "Go ahead, Bobby! Feel them, it's all right! I want you to!" she whispered urgently as both of the boy's hands closed gently around the swollen mounds on her chest. The young man cupped her firm breasts and squeezed them gently while she uttered soft moans of joy.

Exquisite sensations were permeating her. She felt a tickle on her thighs and realized she was flooded with the effluent of excitement. When the young man pulled gently on her rigid nipples it felt as if electric shocks were going through her. Wonderful electric shocks! Exquisite electric shocks!

"Ohhhh!!! That's nice! That's very nice, Bobby!!!" she murmured. "You have...Annhhh!!!...such a gentle touch!!!" It was wonderful! He treated her as if she were fine china. She quivered and moaned softly. She wanted this young man desperately, wanted to feel his hard penis in her, moving, thrusting deeply, making her come! She didn't care if the whole damn school walked in while it was happening, she had to have this boy's cock!

Bobby continued caressing her breasts. Her nipples were now fully erect and straining out from the dark circles that surrounded them. He licked his lips. She knew what he was thinking. "Yes!!!" she whispered, "Kiss them, Bobby!" She sank onto the cot next to him. "Kiss my breasts!"

Bobby leaned forward and began to suckle her rock-hard nipples. Feelings of delight began to fill her. "Ohhh!!!! Yessss!!!" she exclaimed. He was nursing on her and it felt wonderful, so wonderful it felt as if she was about to...

Out of nowhere, an orgasm exploded through her. "Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!!" she groaned, "Oh, Goddddddd!!!! Bobby!!! Oh, Bobby!!! Don't stop!!! Don't stop!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh...Bobby!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Feelings of ecstasy swept over her and she leaned forward, clutching the lad's head to her heaving breasts.

Tingles of delight continued to radiate from her breasts after her orgasm passed. "That was wonderful! Oh, Bobby, that was incredible! Nothing like that ever happened to me before!" she gushed, hugging him. What he did to her was wonderful, but she wanted more! "Stand up, Bobby," she urged. "Let's...let's take your...your clothes off. I...I want you naked!"

The trembling young man got to his feet and she tugged his rugby shirt over his head. She dropped the shirt on the floor, then she opened his pants and pushed them and his under shorts down. Finally, she removed his shoes and socks. He stood next to the cot shaking, his erection jutting in front of him.

She stared at the young man's erection for a few seconds, then she reached out and touched the swaying, jerking pole. Bobby gasped. Her fingers wrapped around the swollen organ and began to slide up and down the vein-encircled sides. Tiny, opalescent droplets seeped from the slit in the purple, arrow-shaped tip as she stroked it.

"Ohhhh!!!" Bobby moaned.

She continued pumping the young man's swollen organ and the more she did, the more her hunger grew. Her attention was totally focused on the throbbing, erect penis in her hand. In the thrall of lust, she began moving her head toward the young man's erection. Then her lips moved touched the swollen, dripping, purple tip. She heard him man gasp and a shudder went through her. She licked some of the sticky fluid from the tip and thought, "It really doesn't taste as bad as I thought it would!" Then she slid her lips around the head of the shaft and began to take more and more of it into her mouth. While she did, she stroked Bobby's legs and bottom and could feel the muscles in his buttocks begin to tighten and relax as she did.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Bobby groaned. "Mrs. Tate! It...feels...tooo...good. I'm...I'm gonna come!!!"

She heard the young man's impassioned warning but she ignored it and continued licking and sucking his cock, and massaging his balls. She found what she was doing delightful and didn't want to stop. Then the penis in her mouth begin to throb, his ass, which was clutched in her hand, clenched, and his hips jerked forward. She had never done anything like this before, even with her husband, but when she felt the penis throbbing against her lips, she she knew what was going to happen and, she realized, she wanted it to! "Come, my darling boy!" she thought, "Give me your come! Fill my mouth with your lovely hot juices!"

"Annnnnnhhhhhhh!!!!!! Annnnnhhhhh!!!!! Annnnnnhhhhhhhhh!!!" Bobby moaned as he exploded gobs and gobs of his hot, sticky fluids into her mouth.

The force of the young man's explosion surprised her. "Ohhhh!!!" she moaned. When the first gobs of his juices blasted into her mouth she almost gagged. Then, because her mouth was so full, she began to swallow the hot juices spewing from him. Even though she was gulping them down, some of Bobby's essence seeped out of her mouth, ran down her chin, and dripped onto her breasts while she nursed on him.

When the penis in her mouth was totally limp, she let it slide from her mouth and looked up into the young man's passion-flushed face, grabbed him, and pulled him down onto the cot next to her. "I want you, Bobby!" she whispered. "I want you to make love to me! I need you! I want you as badly as you want me!" She laid back on the cot. "Please, Bobby, Touch me!"

Bobby slid his hand up between her legs and his fingers began probing the slick folds of her vagina. "Ohhhh!!!" she moaned. "Yesss!!! That's it, Bobby!!! Touch me there, there!!!" Maybe this was forbidden but it felt unimaginably good! She loved the way he was touching her!

Bobby, who was a far more skilled lover than she expected, soon had her writhing on the vinyl covered cot while ecstasy flooded her. Moans of delight poured from her in an almost unending song of joy. He slid one of his fingers inside her.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" Heidi groaned. What the young man was doing to her felt so wonderful she could no longer speak. "Ohhhhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Yesssssssssss!!!!!!"

Bobby increased the tempo he was using on the finger he was thrusting into her.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" she moaned. Her hips, moving of their own volition, rocked up and down.

Bobby bent his head and began to kiss her inner her thighs. Eventually his tongue began to explore her puffy pink labia. Then he found her clit and sucked on it.

"Oh, God!! Oh, God!! Oh, God!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!" she groaned when a stupendously powerful orgasm erupted through her. "Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

She looked at Bobby after her orgasm ended and, as her eyes traveled down over his body, she saw his erection. She, smiled and held her arms out to him. "Make love to me, Bobby!" she murmured.

Bobby got on the cot between her legs. She grasped his erection and, as he lowered his hips, she guided it into her warm, wet cavity. His entry sent a a shudder of delight through her. It felt incredible! He began plunging his engorged shaft into her with rapid movements of his hips.

Heidi was finally getting what she had missed for so long. She was jubilant as the young man's organ began to probe deep into her. "Ohhh!!! Bobby!!!" she moaned, her hips rising and falling. "My God, Bobby!!! Yessss!! Give it to me! Give it to meeee!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!" She clutched the young man's bottom, pulling him tighter against her.

Bobby began moving his hips more and more forcefully, shaking her with his thrusts, making the cot thump against the cement block wall.

She felt herself approaching the bursting point then, suddenly, something let loose inside her and wild, wonderful sensations began sweeping over her. "Bobby!!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!" she cried she shuddered through the second orgasm she'd experienced in less than an hour. "Take me, Bobby!!! Take me!!! Ohhhh!!!! Yesssss!!!!! Yessssss!!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

Bobby groaned when he came, filling her quavering channel with as his fiery cream.

Spent, they people lay in each other's arms on the small cot in her office. "That was so wonderful, Bobby!" she told the young man. She knew what she'd done was wrong, and she felt very ashamed of herself, but she couldn't deny that she also felt wonderful.

"Ah...thanks," Bobby replied. He felt himself blushing.

She kissed him tenderly. "You really are a sweet boy," she murmured.

Bobby blushed.

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Neither of the affairs lasted very long. Bobby got involved with a girl closer to his age, which ended that affair. The decision to end the affair with Tim Jackman, who she'd come to care for very deeply, wound up being more difficult than her decision to end her marriage. Tim had been getting very serious, and so had she. That scared her enough to break off with him.

Her affair with Tim had been over for three years, but there were still times when she missed the young man who made her feel like no man before or since ever had. The fact that she continued to remember him so fondly helped convince her that ending the affair was the right thing to do. She knew there would have been future for them. "It was better to end my relationship with Tim when I did," Heidi told herself over and over again. "If I hadn't ended it then, it would have been even more painful for both of us."