“Oh, I remember these halls,” he muttered as we walked down the main hall. “We made out for the first time right over in that small space, and you let me get to second base in the women’s room over there too,” he mentioned, pointing at it.

“Yes, I remember it all too well, Dwight. Especially the time we got caught in room 242 when I was blowing you. Good times, but nothing we need to relive.”

“I know, but it is still nice to relish some sexy memories in our early days of our relationship. We did go to this high school in our senior years when we were both eighteen, and we just had some fun. I might add, it isn’t like we got expelled for getting caught.”

“No, but the principal suspended us for two weeks, remember? It is not like I regret it, and I never will, but you can’t just focus on the good things. At least we went all the way in your bedroom two months into the relationship,” I said, holding him back for a moment.

We both got in front of each other, and he brought me close to him too. “I know that’s when I fell in Love with you, you were just some Hot chick I wanted to get into bed beforehand, but afterward, you did make me Love you.”

“That didn’t happen with my blow job? I know you didn’t say it then, but you didn’t just feel it and was afraid of saying it at that point?”

“I guess not,” he admitted, before kissing me. “Are you sure that wouldn’t have scared you off, though?”

“I guess we’ll never know, but maybe next time we won’t have to rely on our son getting bad grades in English class for us to bring up old memories,” I said, before a pause. “Wait a minute, wasn’t room 242 an English classroom?”

He broke eye contact and smiled. “Yes, I believe it was, Monica,” he chuckled, nodding.

Then he took my hand, and we headed up the stairs to the second floor. I found myself, but sure it was, in fact, in the same room we had gotten busted in twenty years ago. With each passing step, I became a little more certain it was.

“Yes,” I said, hitting the wall.

We turned the corner, and then we saw room 242 at the very end of the hall. “The last room down there, yep, it is the same room,” I giggled.

“Okay, keep it down, the students aren’t here, but the teachers still are, babe.”

“Oh, I get it now,” I said, before leaning towards his ear. “My panties are wet now.”

“No kidding?”

I shook my head no as we arrived at the door. He opened it for me and then we both walked in to see that very same room.

“Oh, yeah, it is not exactly the same, but still, I see the whole room. The school has HD TVs now, new carpet, windows, paint and a dry erase board too. And look, we get comfy chairs to sit in, rather than the hard metal chairs our parents sat in twenty years ago,” I spoke, pointing at them. “Although, it is the same room where your cock entered my mouth for the first time.”

“Monica, someone might hear you.”

“Look around; the teacher isn’t here,” I pointed out, making a 360-degree turn. “Besides, you’re the one that first brought up our sexy memories,” I reminded him, coming towards him.

“True.”

“Yes,” I added, stopping in front of him and placing my hands on his crotch. “Your dick is hard, and it has just gotten harder and harder all these years.”

“Only because beauty has definitely come with age, dear,” he mentioned, placing his hands on my butt.

“Then kiss me if you find me so attractive.”

We both closed our eyes and kissed each other like we were Horny young adults again. As we did, I could only imagine what we did back in the day, not only in that classroom, but in the whole school.

Surely enough, we had a boatload of memories we could have rehashed, but then I gently pushed his lips off mine. “Dude, we’re going to get caught again. The teacher could walk in here at any moment.”

“We’re just making out as all couples do, it isn’t like they can suspend us for that.”

“I know, but still, what if it led to something else? We’re both Horny, and what if we did something else?”

“What, did you want to relive, that blow job you gave me?” he pondered, before a pause. “That would be Hot, babe, don’t you think?”

“Yes,” I answered, backing away. “Although, if we got caught now,” I said, sitting down in a chair in front of the desk. “We’d not only get Al expelled, but we just might get charges brought against us by the school. Are you sure you want to risk that to recreate a memory?”

“Well, yes,” he responded, sitting in the other chair. “If it is, in fact, with the prettiest woman in the world. The one I never had any regrets about, even when I got her pregnant one year after graduation when we were just nineteen. Our parents supported us, and we made it. Now it is just Jenny Lumper’s bad, she broke up with me in our junior year, and then I met you on the first day of our senior year. I like brunettes better anyway.”

“And bigger boobs, don’t forget that.”

“You never met her though, Monica, how do you know her bust size?”

“I’ve seen pictures, I’m not just full of myself and assuming mine are bigger. You know me better than that, Dwight. Come on, give me a little credit, I’m not that predictable,” I reminded him, lifting my shirt over my tits.

“You showed up to a parent/teacher conference not wearing a bra?”

I nodded and lowered my shirt too. All the while, we kept eye contact and stayed silent too. I surely knew his rod remained quite hard, if not harder after his eyes came over my nude breasts just a few seconds earlier.

We suddenly had a dead silence in there, except for our breathing and the air vent. My Pussy seemed to be wetter than a monsoon considering where we were, the memories that came with being in there too.

Without either of us speaking a word, we both leaned towards each other and kissed again. This time, it did last a lot longer than the last kiss that took place a couple of minutes beforehand. Neither of us let our hands make the trip to one another; we just pleasured each other with our lips for the time being.

Our tongues also made appearances in one another’s mouths from time to time. Needless to say, I stained the chair just a little bit as some lady juice escaped both my panties and my shorts, and it thrilled me a bit of possibly getting caught, even though we were just kissing.

‘Oh, this hunk is making me shake again, yes, I’m sure glad that broad Jenny broke up with you, dude.’

After six minutes, our lips mutually parted, and we stared at each other again.

He placed his right hand on my cheek. “I Love you, Monica.”

“I Love you too, Dwight,” I stated, before casually getting up and making my way right to him.

“What are you doing?”

“Just getting closer to my husband, that’s all,” I informed him, getting onto his chair with him on my knees. “It is not a crime,” I reminded him, placing my hands on his face and right before I pasted my lips onto his.

He couldn’t turn down the chance to place his hands on my butt and grab my cheeks somewhat hard right off the bat.

“You like my butt, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

We made out for a moment and began sweating a bit even with the air vent running right above us. Dwight’s head had to angle up a bit, so his chin slightly pushed up onto my chest right over my boobs.

I couldn’t remember any time we had done something like that before, since that last time we had gotten busted in that very same room all those years before. The whole thing just made me go nuts and want to do more.

After a few minutes, my lips drifted off his. We just viewed one another’s eyes again without dropping a single word. I licked my lips a bit and surely felt my snatch letting out my juice faster and faster by the second.

With no warning, I brought my hands to the bottom of my top and took it off myself. I threw it to my left and just allowed my hubby to soak in my beauty yet again. He failed to flinch or look away from me for even a second.

I let my bosoms shake a bit as I moved back and forth somewhat. “Is that your schlong responding to your sexy Wife‘s actions, Dwight?”

“Yes, sexy woman,” he moaned, putting his hands on my jugs. “You’re beautiful, but these melons you have are superb, to say the least, but what if we get caught, Monica?”

“Come on, live a little, and let’s have some boyfriend/girlfriend fun. You know, what we did before you proposed and we had Al? Have Sex in weird places and just spontaneous?”

He nodded and massaged my breasts too. As he did, we kept eye contact, and then I couldn’t resist the temptation to bring my hands down to his crotch. I cheesed even more and calmly unbuttoned his pants.

He failed to object at all and just allowed me to bring out his wood. I couldn’t see it, but I blindly grabbed onto it and began stroking it lazily. I saw him biting down on his bottom lip for a moment as I pleased him a bit.

“Oh, the boyfriend/girlfriend Sex is quite great.”

“I know, but this time, do us both a favor,” I advised him, getting down on my knees on the floor. “Keep an eye out,” I warned him before leaning down to his member and taking it into my mouth.

“Oh, fuck yes, you’re blowing me in this room again, I Love you so damn much,” he let out, placing both hands on my head. “You’ll always be better than Jenny Lumper, she was a mean bitch, but you’re a nice one, she never took the whole thing in her mouth.”

I giggled somewhat, and let my lips rub onto his wood slowly on the way up. I failed to let it out, but I slanted my head back so our eyes would meet again. As I still held a couple of inches of his dick in my mouth, I sucked on it slightly hard and made him vibrate.

It became very evident as his hands stayed on my head the whole time and scrubbed it a bit for me. Although, after a moment, I closed my eyes again and let my head go forward. My extra soft lips massaged his cock once again as they moved ever so slowly.

‘Down to that last second before I broke eye contact, he had kept his eyes on me, so I can’t be sure that he is checking on the door from time to time. Although, I find myself not caring too much because we are that sexy young couple again. I’ll let him watch out, I have faith in him, just as he has faith in me to be his loving Wife,’ I thought, before placing my hands at the base of his member.

“Oh, you’re pulling out the big guns again, Monica? Are you prepping us both to pleasure me beyond belief, even just with your lips? That is probably the sexiest thing a woman can do for her man, and I Love you dearly for it. Now that I see you, I don’t now or ever have looked at you as a sexual object.”

I nodded once and nonchalantly let his johnson out. “Are you watching the door?”

“Um, yes, of course, babe,” he whined, peeking at the door. “We’re good.”

We stared at each other for a few seconds before I let his pecker back into my mouth. Once again, I tilted my head forward and allowed my lips to thrust consistently again. I couldn’t view him to ensure he watched the door, but I put that out of my mind.

‘Take it, Dwight, take it hard. I know how much you Love getting blown, oddly enough, that time we got busted was the first time I gave you head. Oh, what a rush we both got though, that’ll make it worth it forever. We still graduated, so it was completely worth it.’

“Yes, dear, Wife, go faster. If you get a headache, I’ll kiss your head nonstop to make it go away.”

I grinned again and did indeed fulfill his request. I failed to go fast enough to get that headache he referred to, but I certainly raised the pleasure levels for him. I increased the length of the thrusts to roughly two and a half inches from the one and a half inches I was doing.

“Holy shit, you keep making me go back and forth from what my favorite body part of yours is, babe, your knockers, and your lips. They are both deadly, but sexy weapons, and I can’t now, and never will be able to settle on one. It isn’t fair; I shouldn’t have to choose.”

‘No one is making you, dummy,’ I thought, sucking hard. ‘Yes, shake us both, just how you did the first time I gave you head. Do it and prep yourself to shoot one giant load in my direction, I surely know you would have just shot the carpet if we hadn’t been interrupted, but I did plan on having you shoot my face, stud.’

“You haven’t lost your touch at all, Monica, you are still the feisty and sexy woman I met in high school, that gave me oral Sex right in this very room. You’re dynamite of a woman, and I wouldn’t ever want to go back and try to get Jenny Lumper back. Fuck her; you Love me just as I am, so she missed out. Now I have you, and I swear, I’m going to grow old with you. Even in our eighties, I’ll still be sleeping next to you, and Love you like no one else.”

‘Are you daring me to stop now, and did I just hear your hands land on your face?’

He failed to let any more words drop for a moment, and I didn’t look back at him even for a second. I couldn’t break the pleasure for both of our sakes, truly. The thrill of committing the deed again in the very same room drove me, and Dwight, so he let me drive.

“Shit, shit, shit, Monica, keep going, keep going and make me cum all over your face. I wanted to do it that first time, but I never got the chance. I wasn’t planning on Cumming on your face, but I wanted to so badly.”

‘I knew it.’

“Good thing you took off your shirt, because I’m sweating my Ass off, but you are cooling off, at least the top half of your body.”

Then I slowly let his wood out. “Do you think I should strip completely?”

“Yes, I do.”

“You know,” I stated, standing up. “If you wanted to see my bush, you could have just said so,” I let him know, prior to undoing my shorts.

I pushed them down, along with my panties, and let my hairy Vagina come into the light. “You better keep watch, Horny man,” I alerted him, dropping back to my knees.

“I will, I will, dear loving Wife,” he moaned, taking several strands of my hair in his hands.

As I began thrusting my lips again, he played with my hair and breathed ever so heavily to deal with the pleasure. I surely didn’t know just how long we had before Al’s teacher showed up, but I threw caution to the wind and pleased my hubby the most I could with my mouth.

“Yes, deep throat me now, Monica. Then I might just fill your stomach up with my seed if you wish, I’ll do it for you.”

I giggled just a tad again and kept his entire pecker in my mouth. I couldn’t just keep it in there that deep forever, but for the time being, I sucked as hard as I could and had him go into his pure paradise state.

‘He is tapping his feet now, that’s his signal that he is getting close to Cumming. Don’t worry; your loving Wife will finish the job.’

“You’re on a thin sheet of ice now, babe. Your mouth is about to break it open now, so please don’t stop now. That was so mean when you did it like that on my birthday last year.”

I abruptly let his schlong out. “I only did it once, and I confessed two minutes afterward that is was mean,” I reminded him, stroking his rod right before I slanted my head down. “I said I was sorry,” I fretted.

He leaned to me and kissed me. “Well, I can still kiss you even though you just had my johnson in your mouth, so that should make up for me giving you shit,” he mentioned, placing his hands on my butt.

“I know, but it was bitchy for me to do that, even as a joke. I made you have to stroke your pecker for like five seconds to make yourself shoot.”

“It was my birthday, so it was supposed to be special.”

“Well, when was the last time you came on my jugs? I don’t remember, and I’m guessing you don’t either. So, let me make it up to you, you may today and every single birthday you have for the rest of our lives, cum on my hooters, fair enough?”

“How do I know you’ll live up to it?”

“Well, maybe I’ll ask you to do something for me to make us even, so I have to live up to it,” I announced, before I took his prick back into my mouth.

“I think I know what you are talking about, but I’m going to enjoy this for right now, you thrusting your insanely mushy lips on my pecker. I’d Love to shoot your melons at least another sixty times, even when we’re still in our nineties. I can’t think of another spectacle to make this marriage wonderful, other than the Love itself,” he moaned, fondling my head.

I giggled yet again as I knew the exact feelings he was feeling. I’d never condemn him for having those weird feelings, so I just doubled down on his pleasure and applied more pressure to his dick by pressing my lips on it harder.

The effects nearly automatically showed when his hands pushed down on my head a bit. He made me take a little more of his schlong into my mouth, but I sure didn’t mind. He hadn’t forced me to gag just yet, so he was okay.

Although, once he did, I felt his johnson vibrate more and more as if it was a vibrator, only better as it was real. I knew it was true; he was about to shoot, but yet, he didn’t let go of my head, and I didn’t force myself off his rod either.

“Holy shit, I think we might just finish this time, babe, Al’s teacher still isn’t here. I don’t know where she is, but I’m quite enjoying this quality time together right now.”

Although, then I broke Free from his grip and let his cock out. “And I Love it too,” I let him know, bringing my boobs towards his member. “Now cum on these soft pieces of my flesh, you seem to Love so much,” I ordered him, stroking it.

“I wish you were bi-sexual, so maybe you could appreciate them as much as I do,” he moaned, shaking the entire chair.

“Don’t worry, I get it, the appeal of big tits, you don’t have to explain it,” I mentioned, stroking his pecker faster. “And look at me the whole time too, horndog.”

He failed to cover his face or close his eyes, and he just watched me be his sexy Wife as I made him have to drench my bosoms. I didn’t peek at his dick for even a second, I just saw it by feeling it. I didn’t move it either, I just had him unleash his load to the same place, which was my left boob, but of course, it did splash onto my other one and onto both my chest and stomach too.

“Oh, I Love Hot cum,” I stated, leaning towards him.

I kissed him once and grabbed onto his pants. Then I pulled them off him as I leaned away from him. He took it upon himself to take off his shirt as well, so I took off his socks and shoes too.

“Now, we’re both naked,” I pointed out, coming up with him on the chair. “Congrats, you got your dick sucked, and you came on my jugs. We probably would have gotten expelled then if we got caught, and I had a bunch of white stuff on my breasts. Although, we didn’t get completely naked then, so with our nude bodies already out in the open, I have to ask, should we stop, Dwight?”

“As if I can say no,” he pointed out, placing his hands back on my butt.

“That’s correct,” I said, rising a little bit and grabbing his member. “You never turn down your Wife, whether she is naked or not,” I mentioned, letting it into my slit. “I’ve taught you well, and if you are even thinking about joking that Jenny Lumper taught you that, I might think about squeezing your balls.”

“Although,” he said, coming up with me. “You wouldn’t do that, because even if I was thinking about joking about that, you are still perfect and wouldn’t stoop that low.”

“Oh, shut up and fuck me,” I ordered him, putting my hands on his shoulders. “I’m not some chick you are trying to impress; I’m your Horny Wife, so bring out your big guns too and fuck me hard.”

“Yes, sexy Wife,” he moaned, before he began thrusting his wood in that position.

He held my butt tight, and I did the same for his shoulders. I made sure to leave a small gap between us so he could see my jugs flopping around just a foot in front of him. He failed even to take it slow, just as I suggested, and pulled out the heavy artillery.

Feeling his dick jam itself inside me made me feel like a pleasure storm coming over me. As we looked right into one another’s eyes, the emotional spike went way up. The notion that even after all those years of marriage, we were still Hot as hell for each other made everything worth it.