- Sash, wake up, we overslept! - Lena grabbed my shoulder and tried to wake me up.

“Stop shaking me, I already woke up screaming.”

I rolled onto my back and glanced at the "disturber of my sleep." Disheveled hair and anxiety look. Lena looked at me without saying a word. After waking up, you need a little time to collect thoughts in a heap. But if this very awakening happened abruptly, and then an awareness of a possible lateness still finished, your mind begins to slip. At this point, muscular memory and the subconscious help out, at least they are trying. While you rush headlong into the bath, your mind resembles a large, scattered box with jumped balls. Thoughts jump up and down, collide with each other, jump away from the walls of the skull and all this complements the terrible noise. Apparently, at the moment, Lena experienced something similar. Only muscular memory for some reason refused. Most likely, I was to blame. Lena realized that the first thing you need to wake me up, and only then get to the morning preparations. Subconsciousness switched to another object, and he needed confirmation of the work done. If I hadn’t been here, Lena could have flown into the doorjamb all around, and then, salted her coffee, put the milk in the breadbasket, ran out of the apartment and remembered all day if she closed the door.

- Yes, yes, I get up.

I myself still didn’t think well and mechanically glanced at my watch to find out how bad everything was. ”And this is called - overslept? " Lena had 15 minutes before leaving the house, I had 45. For a guy, 10 minutes was a whole lot of time, but for a woman ... I turned my head back, but Lena was already gone. ”When did she evaporate? ”I rolled onto her side of the bed and buried my face in the pillow. He breathed deeply and firmly pressed the blanket to himself. Smell of shampoo, perfume and something inaccessible, natural only to this woman. A beautiful image came to mind. A piercing glance, curls of black, giving way to the blue and thickly falling on the shoulders, and also a smile that can drive out all the bad things that are oppressive to you. Perhaps I am sentimental, but this image will remain with me until the end of life, I have no doubt about that!

I sat on the edge of the bed and looked around the room. Where is my shirt? I see shorts and panties sticking out of them. I ran my finger over my lower lip, remembering yesterday evening.

“Wake up,” her voice dispelled my dreams, and the image that was in my mind materialized.

Lena stood in the doorway with absolutely nothing. Toothbrush in hand, toothpaste in the corners of the mouth, tousled hair.

“Have you seen my T-shirt?”

- Then you find, let's get up, faster. - Lena turned around and disappeared in a flash, but this moment was enough for me to catch the look of her round ass.

I got dressed and headed to the bathroom. Lena finished her water procedures, opened the door and started, seeing me.

- I'll take you.

Her mouth opened slightly, and her eyes frantically ran from side to side, trying to focus on one of my eyes.

- No thanks. I ... I'm better on the bus. Thank. - Lena slipped past me and headed to the bedroom.

- Linen?

- Yes? - she looked at me as if she had just seen, and after a second she continued to dig into the box with underwear.

“If anyone sees us, you say you overslept and called a taxi.” In fact, you don’t even have to lie, except a little, - I smiled and leaned my shoulder against the door jamb.

- No, I ... I'm not on this. I just don't want to distract you. You too are late. - Lena pulled out of the drawer panties with a bra and talked more with them than with me.

- I have a whole car of time, especially the car will be faster. Do not have to go around half the city.

Lena has already put on her panties and is currently fastening her bra. Another second and I will hear a new excuse.

- I went to change clothes, come back in ten minutes.

Lena turned to me and, at the same instant, I left the room.

...

- Ready?

- Yes. Give me a sec.

Lena stood in the hallway, next to the chest of drawers, over which hung a large mirror, and put the notebooks in a bag. She was wearing tight white trousers, a blouse, and a black jacket that was open. If I were her student, I would not have missed a single lesson. I do see these lustful looks of boys and the envious looks of girls. Lena comes up to the blackboard, writes the number and topic of the lesson, but at this time, the students are concentrating on her and whisper. It is strange that she does not hiccup at night.

- Everything, let's go. - Lena looked at the front door, but there was no one there. Catching movement behind her back, she jerked to see me in the reflection.

I came close to her and hugged. We did not have to turn, we saw each other in silver behind the glass. One hand crawled very slowly up and the other down. I simultaneously grabbed Lena between my legs and squeezed her chest. The pleasant to the touch fabric did not interfere, but on the contrary, as if it strengthened the sensations. I felt with my hand a bra through a soft blouse and squeezed my chest even more. Lena threw back her head and closed her eyes. My cock tightened and rested between her buttocks. Lena breathed deeply and very loudly and exhaled. Then, slightly bowed her head to the side and put the bag on the chest of drawers.

“Sash, we have to go, we’ll be late,” she looked into my eyes, but didn’t take any action to stop me.

- Teachers are not late, teachers are delayed.

I felt like goosebumps running through my body. I said it as a joke, but this phrase made my heart beat faster. I saw in reflection how the veins appeared on my arms. But I was not alone moved by these words! Lena's eyes flashed. I felt a ripple emanating from her body. ”Or is it me? " Lena put her hands on top of mine, and squeezed tight. I did not have time to come to my senses when she quickly pulled away, stepped aside and turned around.

- Teachers mean? - Lena took off her jacket and hung it on the hook, next to the door. - Teacher wanted? - she turned her back to me and lowered her pants to her knees.

I stared at her ass, covered with a cloth of white panties. At the moment, I looked like a silly teenager who first saw a naked woman. Lena turned her head back and looked at me over her shoulder.

- Like? And so? - she grabbed her panties and pulled them down.

A few minutes ago I saw this woman completely naked, only at the moment all my memories disappeared somewhere. As if I first saw her ass. Lena lifted her blouse up, allowing me to look at her waist. In an instant I flew close to her and snuggled up. Lena put her hand on the back of my head and pulled me to her. She turned slightly toward me, lifted her head upward and, at the moment when our lips met, closed her eyes. I put my hand on her stomach, penetrated under her blouse and clutched at her chest. Lena broke the kiss and turned to me. She grabbed my belt and pulled at me.

- Now let's see how well you know the subject.

The belt is loose. Lena unzipped the button on my jeans and pulled the zipper. Her hand dived into my panties and grabbed my cock.

- I see you are prepared, - Lena pulled my cock out and bared the head. - Ready to fuck the teacher?

Her eyes flashed. Lena went to the dresser and leaned on him. She lifted her blouse above the waist, bent at the back, looked into my eyes through the reflection in the mirror and smiled lustfully. I pulled my jeans along with my ankle-shorts so as not to hit her with a belt patch, came closer and ran my right hand over her back. Lena closed her eyes and threw back her head. I felt the Marashki on her body. I reached her priests with my hand and ran my hand over my crotch. Lena twitched when I touched her clit.I spread her lips with two fingers and penetrated the vagina. Lena breathed heavily. She was wet. I sent ...