Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Heterosexual, Cheating, Pregnancy, School, .
Desc: Drama Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Rob thought that he was simply going back to school, only to find that it would turn his life upside down.
I can't believe that I let that happen again.
"You're kidding right? I mean, this can't happen again!"
You would think that I would have learned my lesson 17 years ago. They say you learn from your mistakes, but I guess I rather failed that test...
My first day back to school. It seems like so long ago since I was here. It's a nice day too, about 80 degrees and sunny. It's been 17 long years since I was here, and now I was savoring every minute. The only good part about not finishing back then, is that I now realize that I didn't like the computer science anymore. I have spent the last 10 years working in the industry, even though I didn't have my degree. So now I'm finishing school, but with a new major. I want to be a math teacher.
Teaching appears to have some major benefits. Teachers say they have it so bad, but they have just about every little holiday off, and most of the summer. In the private sector, you get only the biggest holidays, and you're lucky to get 3-4 weeks off a year.
It took me a while to get my schedule worked out. It has been 17 years since I did this, and everything has changed since then. Now, everything is computerized. When I was here before, you had to bounce around from 1 department head to another, and hop the class was still open when you got to that department.
I was going to have Calculus 3, C++ programming, World history, Linear Algebra, and Introduction to Education. I was lucky, having been here 17 years ago, my credits from then were still good, so I was coming back as a sophomore. Only 2 1/2 to 3 years to go.
It was Wednesday, they always start the fall schedule on a Wednesday. My schedule was morning loaded at school, so I could go finish the day at work.
I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Rob Becker. I'm 37 years old, married with 3 children, and 1 step child. My wife, Melanie, will be 37 in 3 weeks. We have been married for 16 years. I'm a Database Admin with a computer firm. I have been working there for about 11 years.
My first class of the day, was World History at 9am. I can tell that this will be mostly reading and memorization. The professor made it seem like she actually enjoys it. I guess history can be exciting. I only seem to enjoy specific events, like World War II.
At 10, I have Calculus. I can tell it will take me a few weeks to remember things from 17 years ago. Time will tell here, but I'm sure that it will be quite a bit of work.
My last class at 11, C++, I'm taking mostly because it will help me at work. I had enough computer classes from 17 years ago, that my advisor indicated that I didn't need one, but most of those were considered outdated. The professor indicated that there were going to be 10 projects due throughout the semester, and that we would be paired off. We were to work as a team, and we would get graded as a team. Great, I'd probably get someone whom wants no part of any work. At least I knew enough of what I was doing here to bet by pretty well on my own.
After I got out of class, I had to drive for an hour to get to work. Boy, this was going to get old fast, but you do what you have to do. I have to be there before 1:30, so I have a buffer. Today was rather quiet, I only had a few calls with problems. My mind was not on work, but school instead. The day went pretty fast, and soon, I was on my way home.
The one nice part of being married is being met at the door when you get home with a hug. God, did I need that. I was a bit surprised when I got 3. First, my son Mike, 10 years old. He was always good at knowing when I got home before everyone else. Melanie then met me, with Becky 14. Robbie is my eldest, but hey, at 16, the last thing you want to do is give your old man a hug. I ate like a fiend and slept like a baby.
The next day was more of the same. Only 2 classes on Thursdays, but they take the same amount of time. It was going to be a long semester for certain. Linear Algebra was in my major, but didn't seem like it would cause me much trouble. I have always been good at math. Intro to Ed appeared to be a different story. The Professor seemed to think that it is his job, to scare away the dead wood. Oh well. I guess I'll survive.
On Friday, The professor handed out our group assignments for C++. I was going to be paired with Julie Weeks, whoever that was. Well, I was about to find out. After class, I heard my name called and turned to see who was calling. I really didn't have much time, having to get to work, but I needed to know who I was going to be working with as well. When I laid eyes on her, I knew I was going to be in trouble. She is 5'1", brunette with hair halfway down the middle of her back. She is quite slim, with breasts that are not too big, but just a nice handful. If she weighed a hundred pounds, she probably would have to do it soaking wet.
"Hi, I'm Julie", she said as she stuck out her hand.
Now one thing I like to do, is show off just a little. I don't remember much from my high school French class, but enough for me.
"Bon Jour, Mademoiselle", as I took her hand and politely kissed it. As I did this, I notice her face turn three shades of red. "You must be my lab partner. My Name's Rob"
"Julie. I was wondering when we could get together and start working on next week's project?"
"Well, I'm running off to work right now, but here's my phone number, call me around 9:30 - 10:00 tonight and we can discuss it. "
"Ok, hey, where does this number call? I don't recognize the exchange."
"Well, I live off campus about a 15 minute drive away."
"Ohh, Ok. I'll talk to you later then."
"Au Revoir Mademoiselle," as I again, kissed her hand. I noticed that she is again blushing.
All the way to work, all I could think about was Julie. I don't know how much of a partner she would make, but she sure made a good piece of eye candy.
Once I got to work, it was busy, and I didn't have much time for thought until after 7. Once it quieted down, Julie is all I thought of until I got home, again, to a nice warm hug from Melanie.
"How was your day dear?"
"Very busy hon. Work was crazy today."
"Sorry to hear that. Come and have some dinner."
Well, she didn't have to ask me twice. I ate like I was a starving animal. My schedule did not leave much time to stop and grab a bite.
"Oh, I almost forgot, My lab partner will be calling soon. We need to setup a time when we can get together to work on our project" I told Mel.
About 45 minutes later, the phone rang and I answered "Hello"
"Hi Rob, it's Julie. When's a good time to get together to work in the lab?"
"Well, my schedule is normally pretty open on Saturday's. My kids will have events in the morning sometimes, but after 3 pm I'm normally pretty available. How about we meet at the lounge across from the computer lab at 3?"
"Sounds like I'll see you then!"
"Ok, talk to you tomorrow"
"Til tomorrow" and she hung up.
Mel looked at me, "Your lab partner?"
"Yeah. We're going to get in the Lab tomorrow. I'm going up after I take you to work"
"OK. Hey, I'm bushed, It was a long day. Coming to bed?"
"Be there in a minute."
A few minutes later, I was crawling into bed. After thinking about Julie all day, I was feeling just a bit randy. I cuddled up to my wife, and held her close, kissing the back of her neck and shoulder. Slowly, I started to work my way down her back. My wife turned onto her back. "For someone who is tired, you seem to have alot of energy."
"Don't complain", I was not about to tell her who I was really thinking about.
I then started to fondle her breasts with my hands. I took a nipple in my right and, twisting just firm enough that she would feel it, but not enough to make it hurt. "mmmmm" was all the reaction I could get out of her. I took her right nipple in my mouth and start sucking, using my tougue to flick the nipple. At this, her hips started to gyrate. "Oooo, mmmm"
I then moved my hand down to her pussy. Slowly, I started to rub the outside, while still playing with her nipple in my mouth. Very gently, I inserted a finger and started to outline the inside of her labia. I could feel the moistness that comes with her arousal. She was turned on, and ready for anything I wanted. I moved my finger to her little love button and started to flick it. The first touch caused her to jump. "Oh yeah... More... Yeah, that's it... Keep going." Her breathing was getting more and more ragged with every motion that I made.
I took my finger and inserted it to the first knuckle, and started to move it around. This was really getting her going. She was starting to thrash, when I took my mouth off her nipple. "Nooo don't stop..." It was only a moment, and those same lips reached her clit. I licked the juices flowing out of her for a good 5 minutes, bringing her to at least 3 orgasms that I could count before she pushed me away.
"I can't take anymore."
I pulled back away from her. My cock was like a steel bar as I moved it closer, and started to part the entrance to heaven. Slowly, I started to push into her.
"Ohhhh, it's so Hard. Push it, harder, Please"
I started working it in and out, working in deeper each time. Once I bottomed out, I really started to get into it. I started pounding into her. I kept this up for about 5 minutes, and through countless orgasms for her before I felt that familiar feeling. I buried myself deep inside her, as the dam burst. This also pushed her over the edge again as we spasmed together. It seemed like 10 minutes, but it was more like 30 seconds when I lay down beside her, holding her in my arms. Both of us were covered in sweat as we lay there falling asleep, fully drained.
I woke up at my usual time, 6:30. I have always been a morning person, where Melanie likes to sleep til at least 10.
I got up, and went to do the normal morning business. After coming out of the bathroom, I stopped in the kitchen and started breakfast. After only a few minutes, my boys were both up, with Mike parked in front of the TV.
My Wife and Daughter are both from the same mold, they love to sleep. If I left them, they would sleep til well afternoon. So I took breakfast to my wife. I woke her up and served her breakfast in bed.
"What's this for?"
"This week has been hectic. You've had to make changes since I'm not home all day. So, since I'm home today, I'm serving you breakfast."
"You're welcome. What time do you have to be to work?"
"Would you like to sleep a bit longer and I'll wake you at noon?"
"Ok, see you then," and I left our room.
The boys and I went outside and started tossing the ball around for a while. As we did, we discussed his game last night. It seems his team won yet again. He didn't get a chance to play. This was his first year on varsity, so he was a backup.
We pretty much killed time. We decided to go for a walk to the ballpark, where we could really throw the ball around without fear of getting runover. I knew that I was going to have to spend quite a bit of quality time on the weekends, because I was not going to see them much during the week. The good part, this was labor day weekend, so I had an extra day (no work or classes), but later in the semester it would get worse. We goofed off for much of the morning. About 11, we decided to stop at the local pizza parlor for bite to eat. Afterward, we walked home. I had to wake Melanie up for work. She is a nurse at the local hospital. She still didn't drive though, so I had to take her and pick her up after work as well.
After I got Mel to work, I went up to the college to work on the project with Julie. I was a bit early, so when she got there I was already waiting for her. We decided that the best thing to do would be to sit in the lounge and plan what we needed to do first, then go in the lab and do it.
We started out talking about ourselves. We still knew nothing about each other. I found out that she grew up in White Plans, NY, was only 18 and a freshman. Her parents drove her up a wall. "They would never let me out of their sight." This just got a chuckle from me.
"What's so funny?"
"Well, I understand both sides of that argument."
"What makes you so sure that you do?"
"Well, I was a teenager once upon a time myself. My parents were not quite as bad as you describe yours, but they kept tabs on me no matter what I was doing. At the same time, I'm a 37 yr old father of 3. My daughter is 14, and I know I want to protect her as much as I can. Do you know how many of her friends are already either pregnant, or have kids?"
"No, I guess I didn't think about that. I just thought that they were just plain mean."
"Well, I thought so too, until I became one. Now I know all too well why they worried so much."
We talked about me a bit, with me telling her about my background, wife and kids.
"Wow, 3 kids. That must keep you busy."
"Not as much as it used to. My oldest is almost your age. He will be 17 just before the new year. My youngest is 11. They are old enough to pretty much take care of themselves."
"I didn't think you were that old."
"I'm only 37, so I'm not that old. But I'll take it as a compliment!"
We started discussing the project. It was going to be a simple program. Nothing too big, probably 50 lines of code. She was stressed out about it, but I have been dealing with C-code at work for the last 9 years, so I knew I could probably throw this together in about an hour at most. She wasn't fully paying attention to what I was doing while she was reading the spec sheet for the project. Once she got done, she noticed I was writing something out.
"Give me a moment to finish, and I'll show you."
It took me only 3 or 4 more minutes. I then tore the page off and handed it to her.
"Here, take this into the lab and type it up. Tell me how it works."
"What is this supposed to be?"
"Our project, Silly. Now give it a try. I have to get a book from the library for my history class, I'll be back in a little while. Let me know how it works."
Very quietly, and hesitantly, she answered; "Ok." She didn't sound very confident about it.
We then got up, she went into the lab and I went down to the library to get my book. It took me about 20 minutes to find what I needed, and get it checked out. Boy, that library was huge when I was here before. I know when I left school 17 years ago they were expanding it. It's at least twice the size now.
When I got back to the lab I saw Julie standing up collecting her things.
"Well, How did it work?"
"How did you do that?"
"What do you mean?"
"It worked perfectly, and fulfilled everything that was required. You threw it together in only a few minutes."
"17 years ago I was a Computer Science Major. In the years since I left I have had to learn a little C to do my job. I'm also quite good at 5 other programming languages, all of them pretty much considered obsolete today. I may not know the C language, but my experience with the older languages has given me in-depth knowledge of basic constructs on how the logic works. I just need to apply that to the C syntax, and go. This was only the first project, don't expect me to be able to throw them all together that quickly in the future."
"Wow, I guess so. I guess I just found out that I'm going to get lucky with this class."
I was wondering if I was going to get "lucky" with arrangment as well, but not the same way she was thinking.
"Maybe, but don't forget, The rest of the projects will only keep getting more difficult."
"I feel bad, we were supposed to do this together. You pretty much did it by yourself. Now I feel like dead weight."
"Who typed it into the system and tested it? The writing and the actual typing and testing had to be done. So we did do it together, didn't we? Why do you think I had you do that part?"
"I didn't think about that. Thanks."
"Well, now that we're done, I should think about getting home. It's 4:30 now, so by the time I get home, my kids should have dinner ready soon there therafter. That is so much better than McDonalds."
"I'll second that. I guess I'll see you Monday in class then?"
"No, Monday is Labor Day, remember?"
"Oops, I forgot. Thanks. Then I'll see you on Wednesday."
"See you then." And we went our separate ways.
As I was walking back to my car, I was still thinking of her. God, she's so cute. I was thinking about eating, but not dinner. I have to keep telling myself that I need to stop, I'm married. I don't think it will help. This is going to be a long semester.