Loving Mrs. Regina

Thrid Person's Narrative;

"Oh heavens... "Regina screams with her legs shaking as she keeps thumping herself on the massive dildo under her.

"Ah... "She screams further with watery eyes as she pinches her plum, pink nipples, and squeezes her breasts.

"Ummm... Yesss... Yesssssss... Ahhhh... "She moans further as she leans forward. Supporting herself with her hands and sliding up and down with her hips as she dips her hip to slide down, and raises it as she moves up.

"Gosh.... "She breathes with her eyes rolling back as she enjoy the feeling of the massive toy scrapping and pushing against the slippery, tender, walls of her insides.

"Ughhh "She moans finally as she collapse on her bed with warm cum spilling out of her pink, tender, cunt and her legs shaking in glee.

She stays down for a bit to catch her breath, and just then, her alarm goes off. She lazily stretches her hand and turns it off and she grunts in annoyance as she remembers that she has to leave her house and go to work.

"Another boring day... "She says to herself as she turns over on her back, pulls her legs apart, and pulls the now slippery dildo out of her pussy. Leaving a fancy hole that any man would want to fuck.

She pulls herself off the bed with her plump, round breasts bouncing, and her percky, pink nipples standing elegantly on them.

She walks over to the large mirror in her room, and let's down her hair as she stares at her flawless, beautiful body. Full breasts that are beautiful and perfect. So full and perky that anyone could mistake for implants. And her small waist that lives peaceful between her massive breasts, and full blown hips.

She looks herself over with her bright blue brown eyes and smiles at her body's perfection. But on remembering a fact, her smile drops and her heart breaks.

She turns around to look at the portrait of her and her husband, hanging right above the head of her king sized bed, and she feels her heart squeeze. Her husband, Eric has been has been away from home for the past six months. He's a navy man who spends most of his time away from home.

At the early years of their marriage, he'd be gone for just weeks, or a few months, but as they grew older, the number of months he stayed away from home began to grow and the amount of communication between them, dropped drastically with it.

Regina had been trying hard to keep the communication alive, but Eric always takes forever to reply. Unlike when their marriage just began.

She stares at her phone on the dress table in the corner, and sighs as she knows there's no way in hell her husband would have replied the message she sent to him last night.

With her head hanging and shoulders flopped, she walks with a broken heart and tingling pussy, over to her bathroom where she goes to take her bath, and officially begin her day.

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Grey's POV;

I'm sitting at the back of the class with my hands on my table, and my hoodie over my head as the lecturer teaches. My eyes are keen on her under my bangs as she moves about the front of the class.

My eyes follow her perfect body as she moves around. How her hips roll with each step she takes and how her tender, succulent butt jiggles as she walks. And her breasts, those proud mountains beautifying her chest. She is in a long, grey dress that hugs her curves and alluring features perfectly, and I almost smile at how perfect a sight she is.

She has her blonde, curvy hair down in flawless waves and her blue eyes are filled with light as she lectures. It's obvious that unlike other lecturers, Mrs. Regina does enjoy her job. Teaching gives her joy, and it's evident through the light in her eyes, and smile on her face everytime she lectures.

"With that being said. Who can define management? "She then questions and suddenly she looks my way. My heart skips a beat and although my eyes are hidden under my bangs, I still can't break eye contact with her.

"You. Boy at the back with the black hoodie. Care to define it for us? "She questions as she points at me, and I take a deep breath as the whole class turns to me.

I raise my head up to stare at her properly, but I remain silent.

"Come on. Don't be shy... Just give it a try... "She says with an oh, so perfect smile, and I swallow. I remain silent but still do not break eye contact with her, and I watch her smile drop.

"You don't wanna answer? "She then questions, and I decide to answer her as staying quiet any longer would be rude.

"Yes, ma'am. "I reply, and she gives me a look. She stares at me keenly for a few seconds, and then turns her back to me. Giving me a perfect veiw of her perfect, round, bubble gum ass. An ass that causes my dick to throb.

"Anyone else? "She questions, and some other student in the class answers.

Mrs. Regina is a force that has tormented me for years. I'm a final year student who is obsessed with her. Through out my years in this school, I've known her. And throughout my years in this school, I've wanted her.

I know that the stupid man who was lucky enough to get married to her, has no idea what he has. He goes on 'offical trips' and leaves this goddess all alone to herself for months. My guess is that he's cheating on her. And if he can't treat this queen right, I'd love to help him do it.

If I get my hands on Mrs. Regina, she'd dump his dumb ass in no time. No woman deserves to be treated like a home appliance. Especially not one so flawless and desirable.

"And that brings us to the end of today's class. "She says, and I remain sitted as other students start leaving.

"Grey. You stay back. "She then adds, and I can't help the smirk that crawls up my face as she calls my name. So, she knows my name... Interesting.

A one on one meeting my crush after class. Now why wouldn't I want that?

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"What's happening? You used to be the best student in my class. But in the past few weeks, I've been watching your grades plummet. Why? What's happening? "She questions, and I simply stare at her in silence as her cupid shaped lips move.

"You're not much of a talker are you? "She then questions and I take a deep breath.

"Something like that. I've been through a lot recent. I lost my dad a few week back. "I reply honestly, and I watch her face fall.

"Oh, my goodness. I'm so sorry about that. "She says, and a small smile splits my face.

"I'm not. "I reply honestly, and she gives me a look. I'm not failing because I'm sad about my father's death, I'm failing because of all the new responsibilities on my shoulders.

To be honest, I don't care about the man. He was of no use to me when he was alive, and when he died, he just added to my work load. It's sickening thinking about it sometimes. But so is life I guess. We take the bricks thrown at us, and build something meaningful.

Also, me failing was a properly thought out plan to lead to this meeting... to this very point.

"Grey, you're failing. If this keeps up, you'd have to carry over this course. And I don't want you to have to face that. You're a very bright student. "She then says, and I stare at her as she speaks.

"Maybe I'd be able to get back on my feet if you mentor me. "I then suggest, and she gives me a look.

"Mentor you? "She questions, and I nod.

"Yes, Mrs. Regina. You know that I'm not a lazy student. I'm just going through a rough path. With the right motivation, I should be able to get back on my feet and make things work. "I reply, she hesitates for a while.

"Oh, uhm... I'd... I'd have to think about it. "She says, and I nod. Just then, my phone starts ringing, and I take a deep breath as I stand up and grab my bag pack.

"I will take your leave now. I have somewhere to be. "I say, and she smiles and nods at me.

"Okay, just please try to buckle up. "She says, and I nod.

As I step out of the lecture hall, I get a text from Austin.

'Where are you, man? The party is crazy and the girls are sexy as hell. Hurry your ass up. '