State of Affairs, Chapter 1

by Ronk

Terry Mathews clutched the leather currier pouch tight to her side as she stepped off the train at Union Station in Washington D.C. As she walked quickly to her destination her mind raced to find an answer as to how she'd managed to get herself into so much trouble.

As she weaved in and out of the vacationing crowds her mind wandered back in disbelief as she tried to remember how this whole thing started. Six months ago Terry announced that she was moving to Washington D.C. To seek her fortune. Her mother who was a strict disciplinarian would have nothing of it. Terry's father was a weak man and always sided with her mother when it came to making any decisions.

It was settled, at least in her mothers mind that Terry would live at home until she could find her a decent church going man for her to marry and have children. The very thought of this planned life made Terry ill. Even though her life had been tightly controlled by a strict upbringing she had always harbored a secret desire to see the world and experience life.

Her first taste of freedom came in her senior year when the state had changed the home schooling law. She was now required to attend her senior year at the High School in order to get her diploma. Her mother had no choice but to let her go.

At 5' 5" and 109 pounds Terry was the picture of health and beauty. Her light brown hair petite figure and 34C breasts were skillfully hidden by the clothes her mother made her wear. But her full lips, deep blue eyes, high cheek bones and flawless skin could not be hidden by her mother and even she had to admit her daughter was beautiful.

As Terry turned the corner and headed toward the familiar block of apartments she could feel the excitement and the anticipation of what was going to happen today. A strange brew of shame lust and betrayal made her stomach churn and her crotch damp.

The more she thought about it the more she knew when those seeds of her obsessions had been planted. It was the first day she met Ms. Mayo. Her Health Studies teacher. It all began so innocently she remembered. Terry soon became obsessed with the sultry high school teacher who enthralled her mind with stories and experiences about the real world outside her small town. But there was something else too, a feeling that came over her when ever she got close to Ms. Mayo. Even the scent of her perfume when she came into the room would set off strange electric sensations up and down her body.

Terry soon stopped at the cafe where this current mess had begun. She was an hour early and sat down at one of the small round tables and ordered a coffee. She could see her destination just down the street and tried to relax herself in the softening light of the late afternoon sun.

She purposely let her mind rest on the memories of the woman who changed her life. Ms.Mayo. She was 35 years old, but she looked much younger. Her deep tanned complexion and smooth moist skin hinted of a life of a pampered princess from some exotic kingdom. Her shoulder length jet black hair, deep brown eyes and sculptured full red lips drove Terry to distraction.

She became dizzy and helpless at the very hint of attention by Ms. Mayo. She could stay lost in those dark brown eyes forever. Her figure was that of someone you would only see on the cover of a magazine. When she walked around the classroom her 5'7" figure perched atop 3" heals swayed in a pleasant back and forth motion hinting of a sensual and very sexual body that hid itself just beneath her knee length skirts and silk blouses. Her ample firm breasts and jutting nipples were always threatening to burst forth from their silken prison.

There were days when Ms. Mayo would wear a certain tanned silk blouse paired with a lace black bra that drove Terry to new levels of lust. She almost felt it some kind of torture to be forced to endure Ms. Mayo's intoxicating perfume, alluring smile and those perfect breasts.

One Monday afternoon the boys in the class were taken to a separate classroom by Mr. Smith the P.E. Teacher. Ms. Mayo explained that for the next week she would be discussing sexuality with us and Mr. Smith would be teaching the boys the male portion with them. This way we could ask questions without embarrassment.

The class was pretty dull until Thursday when Ms. Mayo played a tape about Lesbianism. In the darkened classroom as the tape played Ms. Mayo sat right next to Terry. Terry had always sat in the back of the class so she could take in the sight of Ms. Mayo without attracting much attention. Terry found out later that this had not gone un-noticed by her, now that Terry looked back at it, she knew all along what Terry was doing.

Terry could feel Ms. Mayo's eyes peer into her soul, she was so close that the heat from her body washed over Terry's making every inch tingle with excitement. It's hard to sort through the emotion of that moment. The video was showing two women kissing and the female narrator explained that same sex romances were normal. At the very moment the women embraced, Ms. Mayo's hand rested on Terry's arm. Terry almost fainted by the sensation of her warm soft hand as it lightly squeezed her arm. Terry began to shiver as a rush of lust came over her. Then just before the tape ended, and before the lights came on, Ms. Mayo leaned in close and whispered into Terry's ear.

"See me after school, I'll be here at 3:30 waiting for you."