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A New Teacher's Welcoming - Part Twothis story is part of the FanClub (fm:group, 8374 words) [2/5] show all parts

Author: Friskee_cpl Picture in profile
Added: Sep 20 2018Views / Reads: 1556 / 1157 [74%]Part vote: 9.47 (17 votes)
Our hapless new teacher Julian is getting some great sex, but why is it always so complicated, and sometimes, even dangerous.
 


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If it hadn't been for the plume of dust that lingered above their driveway, I would have got lost for sure. Sharon Arnold, my immediate boss in the English faculty, lived with her husband Marcus on a property about eight kilometres out of town. Eucalypts lining the drive and a cow letter box were the only clues I'd been given other than ‘It's just down Maynard Lane.' 

My car, still full of my humble possessions, rattled down the corrugated dirt driveway. A cold six-pack of beer added a treble high to the mid-range of the boxer engine and the bass of the weary suspension.

Their home was certainly impressive. Unlike many others I drove past on the way, this was a modern home with large glass north facing windows that looked out over an in-ground pool and the farm beyond.

With nothing to distract me other than buying a cheap steak, a tub of salad and some beer, I arrived right on time.

A few guests were already wading in the pool, children ran about screaming and the barbecue was smoking. I was introduced to everyone by Marcus, a tall likeable man who took my beer and passed me one of his own homebrews. I'm usually reluctant to drink homebrew, I've had some paint strippers in my time, but this one was superb.

Once I'd discovered that Marcus was one of the local real estate agents ...

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