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.