The Polite Housewife

Keira had always known she would go into public service since she graduated high school. She wasn't top of her class, but she was dedicated to furthering her education. She graduated from Central Michigan University with a degree in criminal justice. She went on to change her graduate school major to behavioral counseling. It took her only 2 years to graduate with her masters degree and find a job at her local high school. She really hated college, and the idea that she finally wouldn't need to ever step back in a classroom excited her. Her family had always been critical of her decisions after high school. It never really bothered her on the outside, but deep within, it hurt. The school she worked in was the average 5 out of 10 school. It was nothing too spectacular or special. The teens were too busy recording TikToks to care about the newly hired behavioral counselor who would have the dual title of guidance counselor, too. It was the reason she found the job so quickly after graduation. The teens seemed too involved in loving themselves to notice that she was walking down the hallway. This gave Keira a false sense of security that her job would be easy. She considered herself average but not hot. Kiera stood at 5ft 6 with brunette hair and hazel eyes. She refused to date in high school or college after a horrific encounter with a classmate who left a bad impression in her mind. She was deep in thought when a handsome hot guy walked by her smiling as he passed. She simply smiled and was instantly intrigued by this older man's looks. He must be the gym teacher because his ass was hot, and watching him walk away felt sinful. He was obviously older than her, for his hair had a small amount of Grey. She wondered how old he was. He surely was more mature than the idiots she met in college. Those guys were all about the party and f**k boy life. She steered clear from getting attention from those men and away from contracting S.T.D.s......gross. Kiera imagined how she would calmly and smoothly bump into this hot guy. This was the first time that she actually wanted to know someone of the opposite s*x. Her mind was drawing her into an abyss of dark and dirty fantasies. Just then, she approached her office door and remembered that she first had to get through the day before she could pleasure herself in the privacy of her home. Man being 24 years old and having to listen to whiny teenagers about why their lives sucking and how hard school is was unbearable. She knew from her job description that I would have to play guidance counselor. She just wasn't prepared for the sheer amount of immature comments coming out of a hormone raging teen she could handleThey really need to install filters in their mouths. After my first day, I've decided to whine done with a glass of moscoto and ponder on the actual cases of behavioral that I need to write up a plan of action for. "Well, that can wait for now," she thought she slipped two fingers to the warm folds of her nether regions. After all, why not decompress and blow a little steam. She grasped at her c******s with two fingers flicking them back and forth as she thought of the mysterious colleague. A slow and steady release came after as she felt her body vibrate from her head to her toes. "OH, I'm going to love my job!" she said as she filled the bathtub with warm water and lavender oil. Thoughts slipped away as she relaxed and played with her n*****s and stroked her p***y some more. She was definitely going to sleep well tonight. She was extremely thirsty as her needs were vast. The first months of work were tedious, but at least the view was nice. She managed to start conversations with hot stuff without looking too interested. Men loved the thrill of the chase and were easily put off if women showed they're easy prey. A vivid image of him naked popped up in her mind, making her yearn for him more. Her mystery man now had a name. Dean was a thirty-five year old and never married hot mess of a man cake. He stood at 6ft 5 and resembled a young Brad Pitt. Kieras'memory flashed back to the current her reality. Married and tied down was never her plan. She wondered if lust led her down the wrong path as she had been stuck into a monogamous relationship. She had never envisioned herself having to limit her s****l desires to one p***s. It had been a busy whirlwind courtship with s*x and s*x everywhere imagined. Dean and Kiera had been married for 5 years now. They both decided not to have children so they could easily travel. She dreamed of the day that Dean would ask her to have an open relationship. She had so much energy and often stood awake, pondering life after her hubby went to bed at 9 pm sharp every night. One day, she was making herself a late night margarita when Dean approached her. "Why are you up so late?" he asked as he softly stroked her neck. Is that a question? she thought as she leaned into his body. "You know when I'm horny I can't sleep," she replied as she turned slowly toward him, resting a leg between his groan area. A low and slow growl emerged from his lips as he was getting aroused. Kiera reached down between his legs and stroked his hard c**k through his satin pajama pants. He grabbed her hips and raised her onto the countertop eagerly to please her. He slipped her underwear off and started to kiss her between her folds, slowly swirling his tongue as she moaned for more. She pulled his hair with one hand as she kept her balance with the other. This time she wanted him to pound her harder than ever.