John sprinted home.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! he thought to himself as he ran. How did I let things go that far?

Now safely back at home, John put his head in his hands and thought about what had just happened. Kate had been shocked when he'd told her to stop. He had thought about leading her deeper into the woods and finding a secluded spot to continue their tryst. In fact, that's exactly what he had wanted to do! But as soon as Kate's small hand released his cock, a voice in his head screamed at him to get out of there.

"Sorry, Kate. I can't. We shouldn't be doing this. I'm really sorry. I hope you understand," he'd told her. "Do you need me to walk you home?"

"But, I thought you wanted me?" Kate had replied, a quiver in her voice.

"I did. I mean I do," he'd assured her. "It's just that I can't. It's not right. I don't want to leave you here on your own though."

"It's fine. Just go," she'd said with tears in her eyes.

Leaning back on the sofa, John realised he couldn't leave things like this - if nothing else he needed to make sure she wasn't going to turn up at his house unannounced.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and started typing: 'Kate, I'm really sorry about everything. It's all my fault. Please let me know you made it home safely.'

Kate's reply was almost instant: 'Yes. I'm home now. I just don't understand why you rejected me. xxx'

John's heart sank: 'Please don't think like that. Maybe we need to talk once we've had a chance to calm down a bit? xxx'

Kate: 'Yes. I'd like that. xxx'

John: 'When are you free? xxx'

Kate: 'Could you pick me up from college on Monday? Then we can talk. xxx'

John: 'OK. I'll see you on Monday. I'll be in a black Mercedes. Look out for me. Sorry again. xxx'

Kate: 'I'll find you. See you then. xxx'

***

As John pulled up outside Kate's college he suddenly felt a sense of terror as he saw kids in school uniform streaming out of the gates.

What the hell? thought John. This is a school!

A flash of blonde hair caught his eye and he saw Kate confidently strolling towards the car.

Shit! thought John. She's in uniform too.

Kate's long blonde hair was pulled into two pleats. Her white uniform blouse was stretched tight across her ample chest with her tie hanging loosely around her open collar. Her short, pleated skirt flared out as she walked, showing off her smooth thighs and shapely legs down to her black knee-high socks.

Stop staring you old perv! John scalded himself.

Kate smiled and waved as she approached the passenger door of the car. John nervously waved back as he unlocked the door and reached across to open it.

Kate slid into the passenger seat, skilfully smoothing her tiny skirt over her thighs to avoid flashing her underwear.

"Kate, you've got some explaining to do," said John in a tone of voice that let her know he was deadly serious.

"W-w-what?" replied Kate.

"Not now. Let's get out of here." John quickly pulled out and drove off.

"Where are we going?" Kate enquired.

"Anywhere away from here," said John. "I can't be seen hanging out around a school!"

After twenty minutes of awkward silence, John turned off the road into a small lane and pulled into a parking spot on top of the hill with great views of the surrounding countryside.

"I always used to cycle up here when I was younger," John said, turning to look at Kate. "It was always a great spot to just stop and think, away from everyone else."

"It's really beautiful," Kate agreed. "And so quiet. It's like there's no one else for miles around."

"Kate," John said more seriously. "Why didn't you tell me you were still in school?"

"Hey? I thought you knew."

"You told me you were in college and that you're off to uni next year!"

Kate laughed out loud. "Oh! You think I'm still in school, school?"

"Well? You're wearing the uniform and that was certainly a school you came out of."

"I'm in the sixth form silly. Look here's my ID." Kate rummaged through her bag and pulled out a provisional driving license. "See? Eighteen!"

John breathed a sigh of relief, then snapped himself back to reality. "Kate. We really need to talk."

"I'm not going to like this am I?" Kate pouted.

"Kate. I'm fourteen years older than you. I'm married for god's sake. You're still in school..."

"Sixth form," Kate interrupted.

"Fine. You're still in sixth form. What happened last week shouldn't have happened."

"But it did happen," she reminded him.

"It did. And I should have stopped it before it got that far." John paused waiting for Kate to agree.

"I really like you, John," Kate replied. "And I will never forget that kiss we had. I know it's wrong, and I know you're married, but I don't regret it one little bit."

"Kate..." John chipped in.

"Don't!" Kate snapped back at him. "Let me talk."

"OK."

"I've never had any luck with guys. Every boyfriend I've ever had has treated me badly. They weren't abusive, but they just didn't care about my feelings. I just thought that's what all guys were like. Then you came along - my knight in shining armour - and you saved Geoff. And then you helped me. You've changed the way I think about men. I know now that not all men are selfish and that some men can care about me and my feelings..."

"Kate?" John interrupted.

"I haven't finished yet," she stated. "And then it felt like we were getting closer. I know we can't tell anyone. And I know it can't be a long-term thing. I'll be leaving for uni next year anyway. But I still wanted it to happen - like really wanted it to happen. And thinking that you wanted it too was making me feel really good about myself. I've always struggled with confidence in the past. But now you're pushing me away and ignoring my feelings, just like all those other boys did."

"I'm not pushing you away Kate. Please don't think that."

"You are!" she sighed.

"I'm here now, aren't I?"

"Yes. But only because you want to tell me we can't see each other!"

They sat in silence for a few minutes. John stared out of the window and then turned to look at Kate.

His eyes focused on her smooth legs and travelled up her body. Kate had removed her tie and undone a couple of buttons on her blouse leaving just a hint of cleavage. John's eyes followed the v-line of her blouse to her slender neck and up to her face.

My God, she's beautiful, he thought. 

John smiled.

"What?" Kate asked. "Why are you smiling at me?"

"I was just thinking how beautiful you are," John replied before he could stop himself.

"Oh?" Kate turned to face him.

Fuck it! John thought to himself and he leaned in for a kiss.

The kiss started off tentative, small pecks on the lips as they stared into each other's eyes, but then passion took over as they threw caution to the wind. Sparks flew through John's body as their tongues entwined and then swirled around each other. John's hands swept down Kate's sides and rested on her hips as he kissed her neck and started to trace the lines of her collar bones.

Kate cooed, her hands in John's hair, pulling him closer.

Kate interrupted their passionate embrace. "The armrests in the way."

"Hey?"

"The armrest. Can we get in the back?" Kate asked.

"Uh huh," replied John, checking that no one was lurking outside as he opened the door.

Kate slipped through between the seats and sat in the back waiting for him. As John climbed back in Kate took hold of his shirt and pulled him down on top of her as she laid back across the seats

"That's better," she confirmed as John flopped on top of her before their lips made contact once again.

John reached down, his hands finally making contact with those smooth thighs. He slid his hands up, under her tiny skirt and gripped at her perfect bubble butt. His hands carried on up, pushing under the tight fabric of her blouse and over her tight stomach.

"Let me help you." Kate locked eyes with John as she slowly undid the buttons of her blouse one at a time, shrugged it off her shoulders and giggled as she threw it into the front seat.

John drank in her beauty. The piercing in her belly button sparkled and drew his eyes to her tight-toned stomach. His eyes travelled up to the lacy white bra that clung to her full breasts, a hint of nipple just visible through the fabric.

He planted a kiss on her stomach and then trailed up to the bottom of her bra. He kissed between her cleavage, eliciting small 'oohs and aahs' as he went. His hands lightly caressed her body then came to rest on her breasts, his thumbs moving gently over her nipples and feeling them react beneath the fabric.

"Wow!" he exclaimed. "You're perfect."

Kate giggled again. "I'm glad you think so. But now it's your turn," she said as she started to tug at his shirt.

John sat up and quickly pulled off his shirt, suddenly aware of the tent that had formed in his shorts.

"Well, hello again," smirked Kate as she reached out to grab John's cock through the fabric.

John jumped at the contact and then laughed. He looked around to make sure the coast was clear outside. "Why do I feel like the older boyfriend sneaking around in the back of the car with my younger girlfriend?"

"Maybe because that's exactly what you are!" suggested Kate as she reached up to run her hands over his chest.

Her hands travelled lower and slipped under the waistband of his shorts. Her small hand slowly wrapped around John's now painfully erect cock.

"Tell me to stop and I'll stop," she said as she slowly started to pump her hand up and down the shaft.

John leaned forward and kissed her neck, then reached behind Kate's back to unhook her bra. 

Kate shook her bra off and onto the floor then quickly returned her hand inside John's shorts.

John was mesmerised by Kate's flawless breasts. They were round and firm with small, dark nipples pointing up at the roof of his car. He leaned in and kissed underneath them, slowly lifting them with his hands. He moved his mouth over a nipple, gently sucking on it and flicking his tongue over it.

"Mmmmm," Kate moaned. "That feels good."

"So does that," said John. "And if you don't stop it's going to get very messy!"

"That sounds good to me," Kate teased.

"Not so fast," said John as he pulled away from her touch and leaned down to plant a kiss on her thigh. "Your turn first."

John kissed up the inside of Kate's thighs. He could feel the heat coming from her groin as he travelled higher. He lifted her skirt and saw her white underwear, a damp line clearly visible. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her underwear and pulled them off in one motion, leaving Kate exposed and giggling.

"It's cold down there now," Kate giggled.

John leaned back in and kissed above her cleanly shaved mound. Then he parted her lips with his tongue and slowly licked between them, tasting her juices as he went.

"You're soaked!" he told her.

"I've been soaked all day just from thinking about seeing you."

John pushed his tongue into Kate, wanting to taste more of her. Kate's hands found their way into John's hair and pulled his face hard against her as she circled her hips against him.

"Yes. This is what I've been dreaming about since we first met John. I've wanted this so badly," Kate moaned.

John slowly dragged his tongue between her lips, searching out her clit for the first time. 

"Urgh. That's it. Right there." Kate jerked her hips hard up into John's face and clamped her thighs around his face.

John, slowly inserted a finger into Kate's pussy as he gently kept up the pressure from his tongue.

"Wow, you're so hot in there Kate," John said as he pushed in a second finger.

"I want you inside me, John. I need you to fuck me," she pleaded.

"Not yet," John chuckled, a wicked grin on his face.

John took hold of Kate's hips and pulled her hard against his face. His tongue circled her clit before he gently sucked it into his mouth.

Sensing she was getting close he picked up the pace.

"Yes. Yes!" Kate panted. "So close. Oh my god."

John flicked his tongue over her clit, sending Kate over the edge. Her thighs clamped his head in place and her hips bucked violently upwards as a powerful orgasm ripped through her young body.

Eventually, she released his head from her vice grip.

John slowly pulled himself up, kissing her stomach and breasts as he rose up her body.

"No one has ever done that to me before," Kate sighed. "Wow." Then they kissed, their tongues lazily circling each other as John's hands rose up to rest on her breasts.

Kate reached down, pushing John's shorts down before taking hold of his painfully hard cock. She adjusted herself underneath him to line him up with her entrance.

"Are you sure you want this?" John asked. "No going back."

Kate nodded as she pushed her hips up, the tip of John's cock making contact with her lips for the first time. "Now. Please!"

Slowly John slid himself up and down between Kate's lips, using her wetness to lubricate his cock.

TAP TAP TAP!

"What was that?" Kate asked.

"Shit!" John replied.

Then a voice came from outside. "Get out of here you two. You should be ashamed, messing about in my private lane. Get off my land!"

"Fuck!" Exclaimed John. "Quick get your clothes on!"

Kate climbed into the front to retrieve her shirt.

John quickly wriggled back into his clothes and opened the door, coming face to face with the landowner.

"I'm really sorry," said John. "We're going now."

"You'd better be," said the owner as he looked into the car and raised an eyebrow when he spotted Kate. "Bloody hell man! Get out of here!"

John jumped into the driver's seat and sped off.

To be continued...