It Started As Revenge

About three months ago, I had to deal with a situation involving my son and his bus driver. It started early one morning, as my son was getting on the school bus. I put him on and then began walking back into my house when the bus driver began beeping the horn repeatedly. I immediately knew what was happening and ran back to the bus. My son is epileptic, and I knew he was having a seizure by the way she was beeping the horn. She opened the door, and I ran into the bus to assist him. He has been an epileptic for several years, so I was used to him having seizures. I quickly grabbed him and did what I had to do. The seizure only lasted about 30 seconds because, like I said he was a seizure patient and has and machine built into his chest that helps stop the seizures.

As I attended to him, the bus driver began to panic. This was the first time she had ever seen something like this happen and she was in straight panic mode. I tried to calm her down and explain that I knew what was happening, but she wasn't hearing me. She grabbed her phone and called her dispatcher, and they wanted to call 911. I told them it wasn't necessary because this was a normal occurrence for us, and we've already had instructions from his doctor on what to do. They weren't hearing me, and the bus driver was completely useless in that situation.

I was frustrated, because I had been told by the school that everyone who had anything to do with my son, would be trained. I could clearly see that the bus driver had no idea, with what was going on. At that point, I decided to take my son off the bus, and drove him to school myself. I was irritated and aggravated but was told that the situation would be corrected.

Later that afternoon, I received a phone call from a friend of mine who works in the Board of Education. He told me that the bus driver had come into the office, and requested my son be transferred to another bus, because she didn't want to deal with that situation again. I completely blew my stack at that point. Thankfully, my friend was a big timer in the Board of Education and could make a lot of decisions. Knowing that my son was involved and realizing that the bus driver wasn't being very professional, he made a decision and decided to suspend the driver and leave my son on the bus. On top of being epileptic, my son is also autistic and putting him on another bus in the middle of the school year could really mess with his mind. My friend told me that he was going to look into the situation and figure out what to do. I thanked him for his help, and we hung up the phone.

I was happy and upset at the same time. I don't want anyone to lose their job, but at the same time you can't do what she did, just because my kid had a seizure. I also felt bad because she was young, had a family of her own, and probably needed a paycheck.

Two weeks after all this happened, I was having my morning coffee and browsing the news, when the doorbell rang. My son was in school, my wife was at work, and I wasn't expecting any company, so I was a bit surprised. I went to the door and when I opened it, I saw Mayra, my son's bus driver standing in the door. I was shocked to see her and asked what she wanted with a bit of anger in my voice. Softly, she asked if she could have a few minutes of my time, to talk to me. I said sure, and invited her in. We made our way to my living room, where we sat on the couch. As we did, she began to talk.

She started off by thanking me for taking the time to listen to her, and then began to apologize for everything that had happened. She admitted to freaking out and panicking when my son had a seizure and said that it was the wrong thing to do. She realized that she needed to be professional in that moment and she ended up doing the opposite. She regretted her actions, especially asking to have my son transferred to another bus. I sat back and listened to her apology, as she continued to talk.

She explained to me that she had two kids at home and being suspended was hurting her financially. She also mentioned that she had applied for reinstatement on her bus, and that the Board of Education was reviewing her case. She told me that they would be reaching out to me, to get my opinion and see if I was okay with her driving the bus again.

Once she was done, I thanked her for her apology and told her that I was going to have to think about my decision and what I would tell my friend in the board. I explained to her that I was not happy with the way everything went down and that I wasn't sure if I was ready to have her back behind the wheel of my son's bus. She understood and pleaded with me, reminding me again, as she had two kids to feed.

We went back and forth about it, and she understood my frustrations. She apologized repeatedly and pleaded with me. At one point, she even asked if there was anything she could do to change my mind and convince me to give her the opportunity and chance to drive the bus again and that's when my mind went to another place.

You see Mayra, was a great looking woman. She was about 35 years old, probably weighed around 140 pounds, had a nice slim build with a decent looking ass and a perky set of tits. She often wore tights, with matching tops and always looked great. I found her to be very attractive, but I knew she was married so never really tried anything. I would fuck her if ever given the opportunity.

Now, as she asked me if there was anything she could do, the dirty side of my mind began to operate. I quickly looked at her, and without really thinking it through, told her that we couldn't do, what I wanted her to do in order to convince me because she was married. She went to say something, but then froze for a second and just stared at me. I figured our conversation was over, but was surprised when after a minute or so, she softly asked me what she would have to do if she agreed to it. Her response caught me off guard as I was actually expecting a slap in the face.

I was shocked, that she answered back quickly and even considered what I was saying. I guess she was backed into a corner. Trying to be in charge, I told her that I would want a little bit of everything, and if that happened, then I would make the right decision for her, when talking to the board.

She sat silently, staring down the floor for a few minutes, before looking up at me and asking if she could think about it. I told her it wasn't a problem, and that I didn't want her to do anything that she didn't want to do. With that, she got up, thanked me for my time and was on her way.

A few days later, I had just come in from putting my son on the school bus and was about to turn the TV on, when the doorbell rang. I went to check who it was and there stood Mayra. I greeted her and asked what was up, and she softly responded, asking if she could have a few more minutes of my time. I said she could, and once again invited her inside.

We walked into my living room, and before I could react or do anything, she walked over to me and stood directly in front of me. Without saying a word, she reached for my shorts and began to untie them. I was shocked and surprised but didn't say anything and waited to see what she would do next.

Once they were untied, she pulled them down, along with my boxers, allowing my cock which was beginning to harden, to spring free. She quickly grabbed and began to stroke it before dropping to her knees. She then took it into her mouth and began to blow me, sliding my cock in and out of her mouth slowly, as she caressed my balls with her left hand.

I couldn't believe what was occurring and the fact that she had agreed to do this and was enjoying every second. It happened so fast that I had no time to really react. I looked down at her and she looked so sexy with my cock in her mouth. It was such a turn on to see her like that, that it didn't take me long to tense up and blow my load in her mouth. She continued to suck on my cock, swallowing every drop that I shot down her throat and even licked my cock clean.

When she was done, she stood up in front of me and asked if I'd enjoyed with a smirk on her face. I told her it was great and began reaching for her shirt to see how she would react. She offered no resistance and I pulled it up and off her, leaving her in her bra. I then took her by the hand and led her down the hall to my bedroom. Once in there, I continued to undress her, slowly taking off her bra, tights and panties, leaving her completely naked in front me. She had a very sexy body, and I took a second to admire, and even complimented her before leading her over to the bed where I laid her down.

I then climbed onto the bed and went to work licking and sucking her nipples as she lay back. I did that for a bit before leaving a trail of kisses all the way down to her pussy. I quickly went to work, licking her clit and working my tongue all around her pussy. I wasn't sure how she would react but from the moans that were coming from her, I could tell that she was enjoying it.

I worked my tongue and use my fingers as well and was surprised when she reached down and pushed my head into her pussy. I continued to eat her out before laying down on my back and having her climb on me in a 69 position. I continued to eat her pussy, and she quickly grabbed my cock and began to lick and suck it again. She sucked my cock with such passion and let out some sexy moans as she did.

We did this for a bit and as my tongue worked her clit, I felt her tense up. I worked my tongue even faster and she soon let out a loud moan as she began to cum all over my face. I continued to lick her up as her entire body convulsed and her knees weakened. She came incredibly hard and tasted incredibly sweet.

After she came down off her high, I had her get off of me, but stay on all fours. I then positioned myself behind her, grabbed my cock and began to rub it against her opening. Her pussy was nice and wet and, I easily penetrated it, burying my cock inside of her. She was nice and tight, and felt amazing.

I grabbed her hips and began to slowly thrust as she gripped the bed and began to moan. I took my time at first, enjoying the feel of her pussy as well as staring at her sweet ass. As I fucked her, she began to moan louder and louder, which turned me on even more. I slowly picked up my pace and began fucking her harder and harder and while I did so, she began to moan for me to fuck her which was another extreme turn on. My wife had never moaned or pleaded with me to fuck her, so this got me going. As I fucked her, Mayra moaned loudly and it seemed like she was enjoying herself, which was a bit strange considering the situation.

I picked up my pace until I was fucking Mayra as hard as I could. I went at it like this for a few minutes before feeling my balls beginning to churn. I warned her that I was going to cum and she yelled out for me to cum inside of her. That's all I needed to hear, as I quickly exploded, filling her pussy with my hot seed. I continued to pump in and out of her, until I had shot off the last of my load, and then pulled out and collapsed onto the bed as she did the same.

As we laid there, she looked over at me with a smile and told me that she hadn't been fucked like that since her college days and that it felt amazing. Apparently, she wasn't getting a lot at home, and she said that it felt great to be fucked so hard. I was surprised to hear her say that, but certainly didn't mind.

We laid for a bit, before she reached over and began to slowly stroke my balls and cock until I got again. She then got up, climbed onto me and began to ride me.

She started off slowly, gradually increasing her pace and road me like I had never been ridden before. She moved her hips in such a sexy way. I gripped them tightly as she did and enjoyed the feeling of what was occurring. Whether she wanted to be doing this or not, she was making a great effort of it.

As she rode me, she began to sweat and moan loudly, and I reached up and played with her tits. It took me a little while longer, but I eventually blew another load inside of her and she continued to ride my cock until she had milked it of every drop.

We ended up fucking each other three more times that day, including me bending her over in the shower and fucking her as hard as I could. Eventually, we cleaned up and after a brief discussion, she headed home.

She had given me not only an amazing day and experience, but also a surprising one. She did what she had to do, and I did the same. I was a man of my word and called my friend at the board of ed that same day and told him that I had a change of heart and for him to reinstate her.

The following Monday, she was back behind the wheel of the bus and greeted me with a big smile when she pulled up in front of the house.

I figured everything was good, and was pleasantly surprised when later that morning, the doorbell rang, and I saw Mayra standing there. I greeted her and asked her what was up, and without saying anything, she guided me into my house and once in the living room, jumped on me.

We kissed each other, before stripping each other naked and fucking like two jackrabbits for a few hours, before she had to go back to work. I couldn't believe that she had come back on her own to fuck me again, and since then, she's been back several times and just can't seem to get enough cock inside of her...