Karen, My School Teacher Part 4

As I walked to meet with Karen, I feared what she was going to say. Did she know I fucked her pussy? I opened the door. It was a big lounge and at first I did not see her. She was sitting in the corner in a sofa and was drinking coffee. There was no one else, but her.

“Brian, I’m over here!” she was waving me over.

My body started shaking of fear. I sat down over for her in another sofa. “Hi Karen. What was it you wanted to talk to me about? Am I in trouble?”

“No...just acted that way so no one notice anything strange!”

She must not have noticed I’d fucked her. My cock was so small too, who would feel anything anyway!

“No, don't worry yourself. Just wanted to let you know that I had fun the other day! Never had anyone love my pantyhose feet and legs like that! I actually did not know anything about pantyhose fetish. Oh yeah, and sorry for passing out!”

I looked at her smiling so much. That meant a lot to me that my teacher liked it. “I'm glad to have had that experience with you. You made one of my fantasies in life come true. I will

forever cherish this moment with you. And might I add that you look stunning in those red pantyhose. I love your outfit today, Karen!”

“Ohh stop, Brian, you’re making me blush! You are so cute! Thanks for taking care of me while I was passed out. I was a bit surprised waking up naked in my bed only with pantyhose on. Hope you enjoyed the view!? He-he!”

“I'm so sorry, Karen, but you had spilled some of the whiskey down yourself when you passed out. So I took your clothes off and threw them in the laundry basket. And yes, oh my god, you look stunning naked. But I swear, all I did was take you to your bed!”

She smiled. “It's all good, Brian. I'm glad you like my old used body. Ok, that came out wrong. He-he!”

I laughed too. “You're funny! I think you body is perfect, Karen...and it doesn't look old to me! It looks beautiful! You are beautiful, Karen!”

She went to grab something out of her bag. “Thank you so much...you make an old lady feel special. I know you are a good boy, Brian, and that's why I wanted to give you this!” She threw an envelope on the table in front of me. I looked at her a little surprised.