I read on here yesterday about how someone ended up fucking a teacher at their local school, so I thought that I'd tell you of an affair I'm currently having with a language teacher from my son's school. I'll call her Gill. Gill is in her late 30's, only 5 ft tall but has a massive cleavage (turned out to be 38E) that she likes to show off by always wearing low cut or tight fitting clothing. Her boobs aren't too big to be saggy, they seemed very firm, from what I could see. She's not slim, but not fat either, her figure suits both her height and bust. I will admit that when I did speak to her at school, my eyes always ended up wandering down to her cleavage - she knew I was looking at her tits, one day when I was chatting to her she said to me 'my eyes and face are up here for talking, they are for playing'. There always seemed to be a 'spark' between us when we chatted and I later found out that she wanted more. I'm a self-employed plumber by trade, I work from home so I do get plenty of time to relax when I've not got a job on. In August last year, the wife was away with the kids at our caravan, I finished a job early and was looking for to a cold beer in the garden as I headed home. I had just pulled up on the drive when my phone rang, the woman said that she had a bust pipe and couldn't turn off the water, she gave me her address and I went straight round. I knocked and the door swung open, I called out and heard a voice shout 'in the kitchen'. I went straight in to find Gill on her hands and knees, trying to stop the flow of water from the burst pipe. She was soaked from the water shooting out of the pipe, she said 'I tried turning the water off, but the cock is too hard to move' (massive innuendo, I thought). I did my stuff and sorted the problem (seized stop cock replaced and burst washing machine pipe), both sorted in 30 minutes. Gill stood there soaked, once we had mopped up the water on the floor, she said 'what do I owe you'. I said 'no charge, I had knocked off for the day anyway'. She said 'I must pay you back'. I kept insisting it wasn't necessary. Then she said 'I can at least make you a coffee' and put the kettle on. Then she said 'if you don't mind I'm going to get out of these wet clothes', all I said was 'be my guest'. Gill disappeared upstairs and a few minutes later came back down wearing a thin, silky dressing down. It didn't cover much, her ample cleavage was straining at the material, her large nipples were clearly visible through the silky fabric. She clearly had no bra on underneath and I wasn't sure if she had knickers on either. She made the coffee and we sat at the kitchen table, we chatted and I couldn't help noticing her nipples were getting harder - was she aroused or was it the thin material rubbing them and making them hard? She coughed and said 'if we are talking, my eyes are here. If we are playing then you can look there'. I felt uncomfortable and said 'I am sorry, that material doesn't cover much' Gill said 'so am I right in thinking you are a boob man?' I said 'errr, yes I am.' She then said 'so are they your type - size wise?' Again, feeling a bit uncomfortable, I said 'err, yes' Gill said 'my husband says they're too big and doesn't touch them, but I think they are my best asset, do you agree?' I said 'I do' Gill then stood, turned sideways to me, and stretched the material under her boobs with her hands, then said 'what do you think?' I replied 'I think they look great from what I can see' Gill said 'maybe I should show you them so you can decide better' and undid the tie to her gown, she then pulled the gown apart to show me her massive tits. Below her tits I could see her pussy with a small triangle of pubic hair about it. My cock, which had began stirring when she was making coffee, sprang to attention and was straining at my shorts. Gill stepped forward and said 'well, what do you think, are they firm enough? Feel them' I will admit I was a bit surprised and didn't really know what to do, 'go on' she said 'have a feel, are they firm enough? Feel the nipples are they the sort you like?' I raised my right hand, Gill took hold of it and held it against her right tit. Her nipple was massive, the areola was actually about 3 or 4 inches across and the nipple was nearly half inch long. I raised my other hand and started to play with her other tit, Gill said 'hmmm, that feels good, play with the nipples, squeeze them.' After a few minutes she said 'fuck, that makes me horny' and she reached over and felt my cock through my shorts. 'Can I feel that' she asked as she undid my shorts, I nodded, my cock sprang out and she slowly started to rub it. 'fuck, I'm really horny' she said again. I reached down and slid a finger into her pussy, it was beginning to get wet, I slid another finger in, Gill moaned, then groaned 'use another, stretch me.' So I slid a third finger in, her juices were starting to flow. After a few minutes, Gill knelt in front of me and took my hard cock in her mouth, as she did I lent forward and started to play with her nipples, squeezing them and rolling them. She was working my cock like an expert, sucking my bell end, fingering my balls, I was getting close. I pulled back, lifted her to her feet and then lifted her onto the worktop. I knelt between her knees and slowly slid my tongue into her wet pussy, as my tongue found her clit, Gill said 'fuck, that feels really good, keep licking just there'. After several minutes Gill began to orgasm, she pulled my head into her as she did, her juices flowing down her thighs and onto her arse and my face. I tried to lick up all I could, but she seemed to produce gallons. Her juices were everywhere, all over the worktop. Once Gill had calmed down she said 'you have to fuck me'. As I stood, she took hold of my cock and guided it to her wet pussy, I slid in really easily and began to slowly slide in and out. As I pushed in, Gill said 'deeper', so I pushed as hard as I could into her pussy. With Gill only being just 5 ft tall, her pussy seemed tiny and tight, I'm not that big - just about 6 or 7 inch when erect, but I seemed massive inside her. Every time I pushed in she moaned, after some time she said 'fuck I'm cummin' and another orgasm hit her again. More juices flowed from her, down onto the work top and down onto my balls. I carried on sliding into that tight pussy, a minute or so later I was shooting my load into her. My cum mixed with her's and flowed back out of her. After a couple of minutes, we both collapsed, me still rigid inside her. Every time I moved she would moan as my cock rubbed her g-spot, and she was shudder, grabbing my arse tighter. When we both relaxed, she said 'I've wanted to do that for ages, whenever I catch you looking at my tits I wanted to ask you to fuck me, but there's always someone around'. We moved to the living room and sat on the sofa, Gill sat there naked playing with her wet pussy with one hand and my cock with her other. Some time later, when I had recovered, Gill took me upstairs and got me to fuck her doggy fashion (my favourite), her lovely large tits swinging back and forth as she held onto the bed's headboard as I slammed into her. She came twice more before I pumped her full of my cum. I showered a while later and went home. Gill said 'I have you number, I'll call you if my pipes need sorting again' We have met several times and had similar meetings. She said her husband is none the wiser, and my wife doesn't know because my job gets me out of the house at all hours day and night for 'emergencies', so I am at her 'beck and call', if she feels horny we will meet wherever she wants - in the woods, a car park (having a large van has it's benefits) or at a hotel. She has even said she wants to try a doggy site somewhere further afield (in case someone recognises her).