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I lean back in my seat and take a deep breath. She looks over at me with those big brown eyes and grabs my hand. Right now might not be the moment to tell them, but we still have to tell her parents the truth, no matter the outcome.

“What about your career?” she asks. “It’s important to you.” She’s right. Next to her, my job is the most important thing in my life. Keeping kids physically fit and encouraging them to be their best have been my goals for the last twenty years. I still want all of that, but if it came down to it and I had to choose between my career and Tessa, I’d choose her, hands down.

“It is, but so are you,” I reply.

“When everyone finds out, they’ll run you out of Sunnyside, and you’ll lose everything you’ve worked for. I can’t be responsible for that, Mason. You’ve worked so hard your whole life.” She’s right. I have put in a lot of work to get where I am today, and I’m proud of myself, but what does all of that mean if I have to spend the rest of my life alone? I’d rather choose her over everything.

“I can live without being a gym teacher, a softball coach, and even Sunnyside’s athletic director. But what I can’t live without is you.” The speechless pouty-lipped brunette stares at me in astonishment, like she can’t believe her ears, but I mean every single word. “I’ll wait until you’re ready to break it to your folks. I’ll wait as long as you want me to, but eventually, you do have to tell them, Tessa, because I plan on making you my wife one day.”

I take ahold of her hand and kiss it ever so softly, sending electricity coursing through both of us. She takes one last look at me before hopping out of my truck. I watch as she adorably stumbles back to her house, still kind of weak in the knees. Things didn’t go the way I’d planned, but I’m still satisfied with the outcome.

I take off in my pickup and head back to my house alone. The drive seems longer than usual, and my mind drifts the entire ride. Tessa was right – if I had gone inside of the Smiths’ lovely home, I would’ve lost everything, maybe even Tessa. After the residents of our small suburb drove me out of town, her parents would have forbidden her from seeing me ever again. I’m so madly in love with her that I want the whole world to know, but my rash behavior could’ve abruptly ended things between us.

I pull into my driveway and stare at the roses on my dashboard. Tessa was in such a state of panic that she didn’t even realize they were sitting right in front of her. What have I gotten myself into? I’m in love with a woman that I’m not supposed to be in love with, and if anyone finds out, it could ruin the both of us. But even with that in mind, I still can’t be apart from her. I don’t regret falling in love with the teenage girl because she’s opened my heart in ways that I never knew were possible.

Maybe in a few years, it won’t matter that the athletic director fell in love with his former softball player. By then, the initial shock of it all will have died down, and Tessa and I will be happily married with a couple of babies that have her big brown eyes and curly locks. I’ll sit back and remember the nights that Tessa used to sneak through my back door, and the stigma will be nothing more than a distant memory.

18

Tessa

Islide the lavender lace thong up my thick thighs. The last time Mason brought me to his beach house, I didn’t get the chance to wear the sexy lingerie I’d bought with Nicole for him. In fact, I didn’t wear much of anything that weekend. But this is our last weekend together before the semester starts and I have to go back to Trinity, so I thought I’d make it special for him.

I really don’t want to leave my hometown again, but what else can I do? My parents are expecting me to graduate in three more years with a bachelor’s in accounting. I don’t mind my humble roots, but they so badly want me to have a white collar career, and I still haven’t worked up the nerve to tell them that that’s not what I want.

I brush off the thought of my return back to campus and focus on my weekend away with Mason. I peek through the bathroom door and gaze at him lying on the bed. Then I look in the mirror and take a deep breath as I adjust the lace bra covering my huge double D boobs. I sure hope he like this little get up; I bought it just for him. I’ve never worn anything like this before, so I’m not even sure if I have it on the right way. Hopefully I do, or else I’m going to make a fool of myself.

I take one last breath as I swing the door open, revealing my attire to Mason. His perfectly chiseled jaw drops as he admires my half naked body. He sits up, still stunned by how gracefully the lace hugs my curves. I guess I made the right choice when I picked this set out. I seductively walk over to the bed, swaying my hips with every step. He can’t take his eyes off of me; I’ve never felt so desirable in my entire life. I crawl onto the bed with my back arched like a cat approaching her prey. He licks his lips, ready to taste every inch of my vanilla scented flesh.

Our lips meet. He holds my body in his clutches and pulls me closer, as if he’s afraid I’ll escape. I plant my bottom on his already erect cock and grab hold of his strong neck as we share a heated kiss. He takes a brief recess from our romantic smooch to admire my figure once more.

“Holy shit, you look amazing,” he says as his eyes gravitate toward my colossal tits. He gently nibbles on them as I grind my wet cunt on his swollen piece of meat. The sensation makes my lubricated hole yearn for a stroke of his thick shaft. Moans erupt from my lips as he sucks on my tit, rotating his tongue around my nipple. This man knows exactly how to touch me in order to get me soaking wet. He seizes my ass with both of his oversized palms and squeezes my cheeks tightly. A waterfall flows from between my thighs, and I long for him to take one single sip. I grab his hand and place it down below so that he can feel the liquid spilling out of me.

He looks deep into my eyes as he plays with the wet flesh between my legs. Come drips all over his fingers, leaving them soaked in my juices. The rugged man tosses me onto my back and stares down at my semi-naked frame as if my body is a foreign land he plans on conquering. He pulls off the lavender thong and flings it across the room, leaving my pink, throbbing cunt exposed. A smile sweeps across his face as he delights in the way it glistens in the candlelight.

“Touch it,” I beg him. He raises an eyebrow as he looks down at me with a cocky smirk. He knows my body is craving the slightest touch from him.

“You want me to touch here?” he asks, glancing down at my swollen flesh.

“Yes, please. I need you,” I say as I lie on my back, waiting to feel his fingers massage my pink, wet clit. The tease takes his time as he taunts me. His fingers slide down my inner thighs, finally making it to my slippery snatch. I grip the sheets as he vigorously rubs the sliver of flesh between my second set of lips. I close my eyes as I drift into another dimension with him, traveling through both space and time.

Without warning, he replaces his fingers with his swiveling tongue, causing my body to jerk. My eyes open, and I look down as I watch him satisfy his appetite. He drinks from my never ending fountain of youth, swallowing every drop. My lips can’t contain my moans, and they pour out of my mouth. Luckily, no one else is around to hear me hit soprano notes as he sucks my clit dry.

“Please, don’t stop,” I plead with him. My thighs lock around his neck, making it impossible for him to leave this position. He alternates between licking and sucking my pearl more intensely, bringing me closer to climaxing. My figure trembles, and I feel like I’m about to explode. “Oh, Mason!” I croon as I give in and release my sweet nectar into his pleasuring mouth.

My legs shake as I try to come down from the high I was just on. He drops his boxers and reveals the brick he was concealing in his pants. I stare at the hunk of meat, ready to thank him for the way he just made my body erupt. I crawl off of the bed and drop down to my knees as I prepare to please him in any way I can. He lifts my chin right before I engulf his manhood, and he caresses my cheek with his thumb. His piercing blue eyes make me feel all tingly inside, and we both smile as our eyes connect. Sheesh, he doesn’t even have to say a word, and he still makes my heart skip a beat. Those eyes alone get me every time.

I encase his shaft between my lips and allow it to slide deep within the depths of my throat. The strapping man grunts as his shaft glides in and out of my mouth. I rotate my tongue around the head of his penis, causing him to grab hold of the back of my head. He thrusts himself forward, making his cock slip deeper down my throat. His grunts turn into heavy moans, and I know he’s on the verge of coming, but I’m not finished with him just yet.

I jump onto his lap and slide my dripping cunt down his erect pole. As soon it hits my G-spot, I instantly lose all control. I wrap my arms around him as I rock my hips back and forth, attempting to come again. Our moans harmonize with one another, creating a beautiful symphony.

“How does it feel?” his baritone voice whispers in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

“It feels so good,” I moan, barely getting the words out. Each stroke makes me damn near stutter.

“Yeah?” He strokes harder, causing me to howl like a wolf in the night. “Is this what you wanted?” he asks.

“Yes,” I holler at the top of my lungs. Oh my gosh, his powerful thrusts are making my body shake again. Making love to this man feels like heaven on Earth.