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 Sunday

   Heather woke early in her own bed.  She quietly looked over and saw that
Brian was still sound asleep.  He looked boyishly handsome with his tussled
hair resting on the pillow.  She knew that what she was doing was so wrong
but she was having the time of her life.  Oh, the parks were fun as they
usually are but this bit of shocking and licentious behavior tickled her in
many ways.  She was always the good girl, always doing what was right,
always obeying the law, always the prim and proper school marm.  A true
Girl Scout, that was what she was.  Stepping over the line, no matter what
the consequences, had been fun.

   Thinking back over what had happened in the last few days she decided if
she had to do it all over again she wouldn't change a thing.  She had
submitted to pure animal lust and desire and was very satisfied.  Her
nipples were sore from all the attention, her vaginal canal was sore from
all the intercourse in every which way but mentally she was as satisfied
and complete as a woman could be.  She quietly tip toed over to her
suitcase on the floor and found a fresh pair of panties.  She slipped them
on and was now taking a clean bra from the same suitcase when she felt a
hand on her back.  She pretended not to notice as she stood up with the bra
in her hands slipping her arms into the straps.  The hand moved around to
her belly and found the waist band of her panties.  Slowly extended fingers
reached under the panty material moving downward until they found the top
of her slit.

   She sighed as she moved her head back against Brians cheek.  His finger
expertly parted the folds of flesh covering her slit and slowly massaged
the glistening pink folds underneath.  She sighed again giving herself over
to his minstrations.

   Brian turned her around and kissed her tenderly on the lips while his
hand pulled the panties down over her hips.  She responded by using her
tongue to probe his hot passionate mouth.  They had been having sex several
times a day now and yet she still wanted him again.  She reached down for
his cock and cupped his balls.  Brian was standing there nude with a
morning erection.  She softly cradled his balls then went down on her knees
and circled his hard penis with her lips.  She licked and sucked for only a
few seconds and then got up, laid on the bed and raised her knees with her
legs spread open invitingly.  Without saying a word, Brian got between her
knees and started leaving a trail of kisses starting on her thighs, over
her pussy, across her tummy and up to her breasts.  The kisses lingered on
her breasts as he tongued one nipple then the other.  As he found her mouth
with his lips he slowly entered the pink wetness between her legs until he
was in up to his pubic bone.  Heather silently mused that this was the way
to start the day.  She felt full and satisfied as she arched her back and
raised her pelvis to meet his thrusts.  They continued this until both
collapsed in a simultaneous and satisfying climax.

   Breakfast was the next order of the day after they each took a quick
shower.  The meal was a buffet of waffles, eggs and bacon they hungrily
attacked.  The physical exertion in the bedroom had stimulated their
appetites.  Once the last egg was scraped from the plate and the last drop
of juice drained from the glass they slowly left the dining room and
leisurely strolled back to the hotel room, careful not to show any signs of
affection in public.

   "This is our last day here" lamented the boy.

   "That's right, Brian.  I have had a marvelous time with you.  I hope we
can do it again sometime during the year." said Heather while she was
silently thinking that this won't ever happen again.

   "Oh wow, Heather.  You just made another dream come true" exclaimed
Brian.  "I was thinking this morning while we were having breakfast that
this is so perfect, we were made for each other.  I don't ever want it to
end.  I want to keep seeing you."

   "My dear boy, I'm afraid life doesn't work like that.  You have school
and I have a husband and a career." said Heather as she tried to put a
degree of normalcy into their teacher student relationship.

   They quietly put the suitcases into her car.  Heather visited the front
desk of the hotel, returned the electronic access card and signed the
receipt checking them out of the room.  "Thank you for staying with us Mrs
Jennings and we hope to see you again" the desk clerk said cheerfully.

   With that, the little Honda Accord retruned to the theme park for the
rest of the morning.  After four hours of exhausting fun, Heather and Brian
started the 3 hour drive home.  Cruising down the interstate, Brian kept
staring at Heather's toned legs.  She was wearing white short shorts that
were as tight as they were short.  Riding in the car a while, the shorts
had slipped up against her crotch, displaying the outline of her female
body parts quite clearly.  She noticed his eyes staring at her shorts and
quizzed him.  "What are you staring at?" Brian looked up at her and
innocently replied "Nothing.  I like the way your legs are showing and I
like how I can see the outline of your pussy through your shorts".  With
that statement, Heather reached down and tugged the hem of the shorts down
from where they were pressing against her crotch.  She somehow needed to
regain control of the student-teacher relationship.

   "Brian" Heather almost whispered in a pleading voice, "We are back in
the real world now and we have to forget what just happened this weekend."
"Heather, I know that but I won't ever forget touching every part of your
nude body and better yet, having sex with you morning, noon and night.  I
wish I could take your shorts off right now and do it again".  Heather
looked sternly at the boy.  "You know the rules from now on Brian.  We
don't talk about what happened this weekend to anybody.  Let's keep this in
our private memories"

   As she said this a truck suddenly lurched across the median from the
lanes on the other side.  Heather looked up and saw the grill of the truck
almost touching her Honda.  She gripped the wheel tightly and tried to
swerve but it was too late.  The sound of crunching metal and breaking
glass, the screams and the clouds of steam enveloped the roadway as the
Honda was dragged across 2 lanes while the bulk of the 18 wheeler ran over
the roof of the small car.  Several other vehicles in front and to the side
of Heather's car were now suddenly in the developing tragedy.  The air bags
deployed in this and several of the surrounding cars but it was of no
avail. The lovers in the Honda Accord, Heather and Brian, were now
peacefully unaware of their former surroundings as they crossed the
threshold into another world.