Eve swallowed again. She watched Chloe get up and go to the kitchen. Chloe returned with a Diet Coke and reached for the Sunday comics. "Uh, Chloe," said her mother, "I teach Eddie Gallway. He's only a sophomore. He's only fifteen years old. You'll be eighteen next week. I mean have you..."

"Mo-om," said Chloe, "you're right, I'll be eighteen next week. Don't you think I know what I'm doing? Sure he's young, but he's got this like...I don't know. There's just something about him, you know? I really can't explain it. Besides, he turns sixteen next month."

"There's something about him all right!" Eve thought to herself. "Chloe, what are your friends going to say?"

"What? What is this? Is this coming from the mother who once said, 'don't worry about what your friends think, just do what you think is right'?"

Eve did not know what to say. She just forced a smile and turned towards the TV. Inside she was near panic. "What if Chloe finds out what I did with...TO Eddie?" she thought. "What is it about him?"

"Oh," said Chloe looking up from the comics, "I invited him over tonight. We're working on an art project for class. He's my partner." Chloe stared at her mother. Eve just kept staring at the TV. "Mom? Is that OK?"

Eve snapped out her trance. "What? Oh, sure. Just don't keep him up too late."

"Oh, Mother!"

Eddie showed up just before 7:00. Chloe answered the door. The two walked into the living room where Eve was watching TV. "Hello there, Ms. Kepler. How are you doing?" asked Eddie when he saw his teacher. He looked her up and down and smiled smugly.

Eve's heart jumped as she looked up at the boy. "Oh, hello, Eddie. I'm OK."

Eddie looked at the TV. Eve was watching some Lifetime Channel movie about a woman's daughter who hooked up with a bad seed. "Just blowing off time in front of the tube, eh?" asked Eddie.

Eve looked at him. He stood there playing with his ring. She knew there was something about the way Eddie had said "blowing." "Yeah, just a little mental floss."

"Nothing wrong with that," said Eddie, "Nothing wrong with indulging in a little guilty pleasure."

"Come on," said Chloe, "My computer's in my room. Do you want something to drink?"

"Hmmm, nah," said Eddie, "maybe later. Well, it was nice seeing ya, Ms. Kepler. I've got things to do with Chloe." Eddie followed Chloe upstairs. Just before he left Eve's sight, he turned and winked at her. Eve's heart jumped to her throat.

Eve sat in front of the TV not really paying attention to what was on. All she could think of now was Eddie. Her heart was racing, and her temperature rose. She tried in vain for some time to not think about Eddie, but she could not stop. She pictured the scene in her room when she sucked him off. It had been the last time she had had any sexual release or relief. Now she thought of Eddie up in her daughter's room. She briefly entertained the idea of finding an excuse to get him alone and sucking him off again. God how she wanted his cock in her mouth. She shook her head trying to physically shake that idea out of her mind. She closed her eyes and tried to force her mind to think of anything not having to do with Eddie.

"Headache?"

Eve was startled. She opened her eyes to see Eddie standing at the bottom of the stairs. He had that damned smug smile on his face again. "Are you OK?" he asked.

"Yes, just thinking," she replied, "Are you two finished?"

"Yeah, almost," he replied walking closer to her. "We're doing a thing on Picasso. We're almost through. I just came down to get a drink."

"So you'll be leaving soon?"

Eddie grinned and leaned close. His face was only a few inches from Eve's. "Well," he whispered, "after we finished I was thinking of bending Chloe over her computer desk and fuck-ing - her - silly." He winked and walked into the kitchen.

Eve's jaw dropped as she watched him walk away. "How dare he say that to me?!" she fumed inside her head, "I ought to...I...." She felt the blood rise to her face. She was furious. How could she let a fifteen-year-old boy talk to her like that about her own daughter in HER own house? Why did she not say anything back? Why did she feel so helpless around him?

Eddie strolled out of the kitchen with a soft drink in hand. He walked as if he owned the place. He grinned broadly at Eve and jogged upstairs.

Eve was still fuming. She wanted to go upstairs, grab Eddie by the collar and literally throw him out. Another part of her, however, wanted to grab him, rip his jeans down and thrust her eager mouth onto his cock. She got up and quickly walked into the kitchen. She looked in the refrigerator though she was not hungry or thirsty. She slammed the door and went to the sink to get a glass of water. She leaned against the counter with her arms crossed. Her mind was awhirl with conflicting thoughts and emotions. She put her empty glass down and paced back and forth for a while. She went back into the living room and stared up the staircase. She quietly crept up the stairs and down the hall to her daughter's room. She bent forward and put her ear close to the door. What she heard did not help put her mind to ease any.

"Oh, yes, Eddie," she heard her daughter half moan, "stick it to me. Harder, harder!"

Eve could hear her daughter panting. As she listened to the sounds of moans and heavy breathing, she herself became aroused. As if it had a mind of its own, her hand went into her sweatpants and panties. She started to stroke herself. She listened as Chloe's breathing became harder and more audible.

"Oh, fuck me, Eddie!" Chloe's breathy voice seeped through her bedroom door. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

Eve wondered if her daughter was always like this during sex. She was unsure about her daughter's sex life, though the two had had the "birds and the bees" talk and had discussed such things as STD's, pregnancy, safe sex, date rape, etc. Eve's own breathing started to become heavy. She realized she was now crouched outside her daughter's bedroom and was fingering herself wildly now. She stood up quickly and quietly went to her own room. She closed the door gently and locked it. She slumped against the inside of the door. She was sweating now, and her chest was heaving. She slumped to her knees. She pulled down her sweatpants and panties and started to finger herself again. She rolled over on her back and continued going after herself. As she did so, she heard a cry of ecstasy from her daughter's room. The cry was well muffled from the barriers the sound had to overcome, but she heard it nonetheless. She fingered herself faster and deeper, but could not get herself off. She fin ally gave up, curled up into a ball and wept.

After several minutes, she went into her bathroom and washed her hands and face, and stared at herself in the mirror above the sink. She was totally ashamed of herself. She was letting a fifteen-year-old boy treat her like a helpless fool. Her sexual frustration added to the feelings of helplessness and shame. She waited until the redness left her eyes and went back into her bedroom. She could hear voices in the hall. She listened as her daughter begged Eddie to stay a while longer, but Eddie resisted. Chloe and Eddie went downstairs. She carefully and silently opened her door and listened. She heard the front door open. A few minutes later she heard it close. She left her room and went downstairs. Chloe was looking out the front window. "Is he gone?" Eve asked.

Chloe turned around, "Yeah, he just left. He rode his skateboard over. He only lives like three blocks away. Isn't that great?" Chloe looked at her mom and blushed a bit. She then glanced at the floor. "Uh, I guess you probably, um heard...." Her voice trailed off as she stared at the floor.

"Yeah, I couldn't help it."

"Uh, I don't know what to say. It's like the first time I've ever did it here ya know."

"Chloe, this is my townhouse, and I don't want you doing that sort of thing here. You understand, young lady?"

"Yeah," Chloe looked up again, "sorry. Like I said, I don't know what it is about Eddie that makes me...you know...makes me want to do anything he says."

Eve knew exactly what her daughter was talking about. "Chloe, you're almost eighteen. You should be telling HIM what to do. Regardless, don't do that again, understood?"

"Yes, ma'am." Chloe gave her mom and hug and went upstairs.

Eve watched her daughter go upstairs. She knew the main reason she did not want Chloe having sex with Eddie in their place, was that she was jealous and did not want to hear Chloe's cries of ecstasy. She sat on the couch and turned off the TV. She briefly pictured Eddie having sex with Chloe, but did her best to shut out the image. She then once again had an intense desire to suck Eddie's cock. The desire was driving her mad partly because it was frustrating her sexually, and partly because she knew it was so wrong of her to want that. She locked and bolted the doors, turned off the downstairs lights and went upstairs.

Eve dressed for bed and performed her nighttime toiletry rituals. She climbed into bed, turned off the light and lay staring at the ceiling as her eyes adjusted to the dark. She could not keep the desire to have Eddie's cock in her mouth out of her mind. She realized if she started masturbating, it would only lead to another agonizing frustration. She turned on her side, curled up into a loose fetal position and tried her best to drift off to sleep.

Monday morning came too soon as Eve had gotten little sleep. She and Chloe ate their morning bowls of cereal and talked about school, carefully avoiding what had happened last night. They both dressed and went to school.

Eve's first period class dragged on and on, and she spent her planning period grading papers in a vain attempt to keep her mind off of Eddie. Third period arrived and so did Eddie. She instructed the class on problems several of them were having with comma splices and run-on sentences. The few times she glanced in Eddie's direction, she saw him leaning back in his seat with a triumphant smile on his face. She hated that look, for she knew why he was so proud of himself. She managed to avoid his gaze for the rest of class.

As the lunch bell rang, the students got up to leave. Eddie made sure he was the last one out. As he passed Eve, he turned to her and looked her square in the eyes, "Chloe is one terrific fuck!" he said haughtily. He winked and left the classroom.

Eve stood there stunned. She had wanted to slap Eddie, but could not do it. She closed her classroom door and walked over to the chalkboard. She picked an eraser and flung it across the classroom. She wanted to pick up her chair, the trashcan, the dictionaries on the shelves by the wall, everything and hurl them across her classroom. She was furious. She had not felt this angry in years. The fact she knew part of her anger stemmed from her self-loathing over her helplessness around Eddie only made things worse. She slumped into her chair and held her head in her hands. It took the entire lunch period for her to calm down.

Her last three classes seemed to last forever. She went straight home and called the district's teacher absentee service to call in sick for Tuesday. She paced around the townhouse for some time before driving to the drugstore for some over-the-counter sleeping pills. She returned home and had dinner ready when Chloe came home from cheerleading practice. They ate and watched the news. Eve told her daughter she was taking tomorrow off because she just needed a day. Chloe knew her mom did that from time to time and thought nothing of it. When she was finished with dinner, Chloe cleaned the dishes and went upstairs where she spent the rest of the night in her room. About two hours after dinner, Eve slipped upstairs and listened outside Chloe's door. She heard her daughter on the phone. "Oh, I so want to feel your cock inside me again!" Chloe said in a breathy voice to whoever was on the other end of the line.

Eve clasped her hand over her mouth. She leaned her back against the wall opposite of Chloe's room. She silently went back downstairs. "Who the hell is this boy!" she fumed inside her head. She refused to believe Chloe had been like that with Ryan. "Chloe isn't like that!" she tried to convince herself. She sat down on the couch and flipped on the TV. She stared at the TV not really watching whatever was on, but just the images on the screen. She did this for an hour. She finally clicked off the TV threw the remote on the couch then went upstairs. She made sure her clock radio alarm was off, took the sleeping pills, and went to sleep. She got her first good night's sleep in a week.

Eve woke up the next morning after eight o'clock. She put on her sweats and went downstairs. She read the paper over a bowl of cereal. Made some coffee and went to watch the morning talk shows. Unfortunately for her, one of them was about relationships between young people and older people. She quickly changed the channel, but it was too late. Thoughts of Eddie crept back into her mind. She decided to take a long walk around the neighborhood in hopes that would keep her mind off of Eddie. It helped a little, but the boy kept creeping back into her thoughts. She returned home, and tried to keep busy by doing some laundry, watching more TV, reading some, and she even managed to take a nap.

Late in the afternoon, the doorbell rang. Eve peered though the peephole and saw the grinning visage of Eddie Gallway. She gulped and stepped back from the door. Her heart rate increased, as did her breathing. She jumped as the doorbell rang again. She tried to calm herself and opened the door.

"Hello, Ms. Kepler," Eddie said in a musical voice, "Can I come in?"

"Chloe's at cheerleader practice, Eddie," Eve said hoping he would go away, "She won't be back 'til around five-thirty."

Eddie looked at his watch, "Well, it's four now. Why don't I just wait her and surprise her?" He grinned at his teacher.

Eve studied Eddie. He was wearing faded, baggy blue jeans, and a deep scarlet t-shirt. A skateboard was propped against his leg, and he twisted his silver ring as she smiled at her. "Oh, OK," she said. She opened the door wider to let him in.

Eddie leaned his skateboard against the wall by the door. "Got anything to drink?" he asked.

Eve resented his tone of voice. He had not so much as asked her if she had anything to drink as told her to get him something. "Let's see what I have in the kitchen." She turned and led him into the kitchen. Eddie asked her for a glass of milk. She took the gallon jug of milk from the refrigerator and put it on the counter. She reached up and opened a cabinet to get him a glass. Suddenly she felt him right behind her. She swallowed hard and put the glass on the counter.

"Ya know, Ms. Kepler," said Eddie in a whisper, "if you don't mind me saying, you got a pretty nice ass for a woman your age."

Eve licked her lips. Her mouth had gone dry. She just stood there staring at the empty glass on the counter.

"I bet with a few weeks on like a Stairmaster, you could have a great ass for a woman your age."

Eve felt Eddie's hands slide down the back of her sweatpants. His touch sent shivers down her body. She felt her heart thumping in her chest. Her throat felt tight. She felt Eddie's hands run over her panties then slide up and then back down inside her panties. As his hands ran over the flesh of her buttocks, Eve felt herself becoming quite aroused. Eddie suddenly squeezed her buttocks. The sensation she received sent another shudder down her body. She felt herself grow wet. She lightly bit her lip.

Eddie continued to caress her ass. "Ya know, Ms. Kepler, at first I was made I had to show you my penis, but the more I like think about it, the more I really enjoyed having your mouth around my dick. That's why I never complained to my parents you know."

Eve's arousal grew more intense. She knew her entire upper body was heaving each time she took a breath. She licked her lips again.

"Did you like sucking me off, Ms. Kepler?" Eve slowly turned around. Eddie pulled his hands free and took a step back. He grinned into his teacher's eyes. "Well, did you?"

Eve nodded. She felt like a four year old child who was answering a mall Santa she was scared to death of. She swallowed hard again.

"Well, why don't you have another go?" Eddie took Eve's hands and guided them to this zipper. She held his gaze as she undid his pants. She pulled them down as she sank to her knees. She then pulled down his boxers. Eddie was already hard. She reached up and gently grabbed his erection. "Wait," said Eddie, "this time I'm in charge. You do what I say this time."

Eve had always felt like Eddie was in charge. She looked up at him and nodded sheepishly. "OK," she said in a barely audible whisper.

"Good, now let go, put your hands behind your back, and close your eyes."

Eve did as she was told. She felt Eddie playfully slap her cheeks with his cock. Each time he did another shudder of arousal flowed down her body. She felt herself grow wetter.

"Open up."

Even opened her mouth like she was at the dentist's office.

"No, not that wide. Just wide enough for my cock."

Eve made a mouth like a fish caught in the motion of gasping for air. She felt Eddie's hand on the back of her head. He guided her head forward, and she felt the tip of his hard penis tracing her lips. She licked a drop of pre-cum, and then Eddie slid his cock into her mouth. He forced her head forward again making her take it as deep as she could. He then took his hand off her head.

"Bob your head back and forth."

Eve did as instructed. She felt like a complete fool, but she also felt an arousal she had not felt since the last time this happened.

"You would make a great trained seal or rocking horse maybe."

Eve felt even more foolish. "Why does he have to make fun of me like that?" she thought. Her feelings of embarrassment and foolishness were soon overridden by her feelings of arousal. She had never particularly enjoyed giving blow jobs, but for some reason she just loved having Eddie's cock in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his shaft and massaged it with her lips. It was like sucking on a cylindrical honeycomb or succulent fruit.

"OK, I'm about to come," Eddie said some minutes later, "but DON'T swallow!"

Eddie pulled his dick to the front of Ms. Kepler's mouth and shot his load into her mouth. As soon as his hot cum hit her tongue and the roof of her mouth, Eve orgasmed. It shook her whole body. It was the sexual release she desperately craved for days.

After Eddie had drained himself into her mouth, he pulled his cock out. "OK, now open your eyes, and look up at me."

Eve looked up at Eddie. He had that damned triumphant smile on his face. Her breath came audibly from her nostrils and her upper body was still heaving. She felt her panties grow wet.

"OK, gargle with it."

Eve's eyes grew wide at the unexpected command. She slowly tilted her head back and gargled with Eddie's cum. She once again felt like a fool. Eddie laughing at her did not help any either. She had never felt so stupid.

"Keep it up." Eddie zipped himself up and poured himself a glass of milk. He too a few sips while watching his teacher make a fool of herself. "OK, here," he took the jug of milk and handed it to Eve. "Take off the cap and spit what's in your mouth into here."

Eve's eyes grew wide again, but she did as he said; she spit the mouthful of cum and saliva into the jug. "Why am I doing this?!" she screamed inside her head. When she was finished she handed the jug back to Eddie.

"OK, now let's play a little joke on Chloe. You say nothing to her about this milk." He patted the jug. "Just put in back in the fridge like there is nothing wrong with it. Don't throw it out or mess with it, and you drink as much as you normally would." Eddie handed her back the milk jug.

Eve got up and put the milk back in the refrigerator. She closed the door and stood with her back to Eddie.

"Hmmm," he said, "I think I'll wait in Chloe's room. I think I'll give her a good welcome home shagging!"

Eve wanted to do or say something, but she just stood there like a scolded child. As Eddie walked by her, he hooked his forefinger and goosed her. The unexpected goose sent another wave of arousal through her body. She heard him leave the kitchen as she stood facing the refrigerator with her chest heaving and body tingling.