by Rogers, Rene
I felt the first gush inside me and let myself crash onto his climax with my own, letting him spurt at the mouth of my womb as it opened to drink him in.
We went swimming in our afterglow enjoying the cool water against our overheated skin. I looked down at my big girls floating in the water and made him laugh when I said I needed to stay submerged forever because it was like a natural boob lift. Even my tummy looked flatter in the water.
We finished our brandy sitting on the steps of the pool and shared a shower before we drifted off to sleep in my big bed.
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We didn't mean to oversleep. It must have been the brandy that knocked us out. But whatever it was the net result was that we woke up to Missy, standing at the foot of my bed.
"Mom! Dr. Higgins!" She stood there with her mouth gaping open for a moment and then left the room with a "Jeez, you two coulda closed the door at least."
I don't think we'd ever gotten dressed that fast. Not even after the time we so daringly fucked in my office. While we were tearing on our clothes Lawrence asked me if he should leave or stay.
"I guess I want you to stay," I said. "This is not exactly the way I planned to tell her."
He gave me a rueful look and held his chin high as if to show me that he wasn't afraid of a confrontation with a seventeen year old.
I was absolutely flabbergasted when we came out of the bedroom and found Missy in the kitchen. She had poured two glasses of orange juice and was readying the coffee pot.
She turned toward Lawrence and asked him if he'd heard that the East Bay Indians had beaten the Seahawks 17 to 7 the night before. It was an away game or Lawrence and I would both have been at our stadium to see the Indians play.
"Uh, no actually I didn't listen to the …um, radio last night."
"Probably missed the local evening news, too, huh?" She cracked a little grin and went on scooping the coffee into the filter.
I decided it was up to me to get on with it. "Missy…Dr. Higgins and I…what I mean is we are…we've been…"
"Mom, I know you've been hot and heavy with Dr. Higgins almost from the beginning of the school year. Everyone knows it."
If Lawrence could have turned white, he would have. Instead he blanched a sort of gray. "Everyone knows?"
"Oh come on, you guys. Who do you think you were fooling with the old 'car parked down the street' routine. And Mom, since when do you encourage me to stay entire weekends with my friends? And do you guys actually think that no one from this stinking little town of Gibsonton ever goes into Tampa? Like to art shows? Dinner theater? Walking through Ibor City?"
Lawrence sat down on one of the stools with a thud and put his head in his hands.
"Hey Dr. Higgins, it's okay. I think you're very cool. I don't mind you being with Mom." She turned to me. "Mom, I'm just glad if you're happy."
I hugged my big little girl and told her that she was not the problem. "I'm very grateful for your support, Missy, but Law--Dr. Higgins and I are violating a strict policy of the school district. We could lose our jobs."
Suddenly Lawrence stood up and kind of shook his head. "Brenda, I love you." He took my hands in his. "I've been a fool about this whole rule thing and it stops today. If the board wants to fire us for 'fraternizing' then so be it. A job is a job and there are always other jobs. I intend to fraternize with you for the rest of my life and that's the most important rule I know." Then he kissed me right there in front of my grinning daughter.
"That's a rule I promise I won't break," I said with tears in my grateful eyes. "I love you, too, Dr. Higgins."
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Epilogue
The entire staff and student body kept the secret. Apparently, Lawrence did not have the enemies he thought he had. In fact, I thought the whole school demonstrated a lot of support and understanding for a couple of 'young lovers'.
Our school board maintains a policy of gathering nominees from students and faculty should one of their emeritus positions become available. Two members of an otherwise elected school board are chosen from the district system to represent the interests of students and teachers. It is a great honor to be chosen.
Lawrence was touched and grateful when he got the call to serve on the board in one of those positions. It seems the entire student body and all the staff of East Bay High had not only signed the nominating petition but also penned a record number of personal essays in support of Lawrence's work.
The specter of 'the rule' was lifted from our lives once and for all. I'll always maintain that it was meant to be broken.
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About Rene Rogers
Born in the Deep South on March 15, 1970, Rene Rogers grew up in wonderful changing times. Adventurous from the time she took her first steps, one of Rene's first rebellious acts was to run away from home, naked, at age four. Rene embraced her wild side in earnest when she left the shelter of her hometown for a big city college. Leaving the stifling small town where many of the barriers and bigotries of the past stubbornly refused to disappear, Rene learned to cherish the wonderful variety she encountered in the sensuous and tolerant urban landscape.
'Going home to Mama' always reminded Rene that some things never change. In no small part because of this, Rene loves to explore forbidden fruit and the kind of passions that would knock the socks off of Mama Roger's bridge club and have them reaching for their lavender scented hankies. Her writings reflect both real life experiences and plain old delicious fantasy.
Rene loves to weave stories that challenge traditional notions of who gets to do what to whom and where. That means race, sexual orientation, class difference and even what size girl is called beautiful.
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More From Rene Rogers
NEW!!!
Millionaire Limo Love (Interracial Erotic Romance)
Black Trophy (BBW Interracial Erotica, Multiple Partners)
The Curvy Girl Stories
Curves for Mississippi (BBW Interracial Menage Erotica)
Curves for the Twins (BBW Interracial Menage Erotica)
Curves for Mandingo (BBW Interracial Erotica)
Curves for the Artist (BBW Interracial Erotic Romance)
Curves for the Coconut Man (BBW Interracial Erotic Romance)
Curves for the Cuckold (BBW Interracial Erotic Romance)
Curves for the Principal (Interracial Erotic Romance)
Big Girl Adventure Stories
African Affair (BBW Interracial Erotic Romance)
Carnal Cuisine Series
Sizzling in Singapore (Erotic Romance Novel)
Passion in Panama (Erotic Romance Novelette)
Desire for Dinner (Erotic Romance Short Story)
Hunger for Halloween (Erotic Romance Short Story)
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Halloween Party for Three
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The Condom Conundrum
I am aware that the issue of condoms in erotica is contentious. I claim my license as a fiction writer to conjure up raw and unfettered sex. If you, dear reader, cannot bear the thought of our handsome hero and our lovely heroine going at it Trojan-less, feel free to add the following at the appropriate point in any of my sex scenes:
“He opened the Magnum wrapper with his teeth and sheathed himself with one hand, never missing a beat in pleasuring her. She shivered in anticipation at the crackle of the cellophane as she realized the moment of completion was upon her."
