"So, Mrs. Dola did this as revenge for what your husband did to you?" I asked, surprised. Mrs. Dola shook her head, her sweet smile returning.
"Hmm, of course not, Ryan. I did it because I wanted to, it had nothing to do with revenge or anything. What's clear is that I've never done it to any man other than my husband. I don't know what made me unable to resist when I accidentally touched you a while ago in the classroom," she explained.
"Sorry, ma'am, what should I do with what has already happened?" I was confused, not knowing how to respond to what had just happened.
"It's okay, Ryan. After all, we both enjoyed it, so there's no need to worry about it. Come on, let's go to the restroom over there!" she replied casually, leading me to the restroom. Although the old warehouse, which had previously been used or visited by the school library, was still in good working order, the toilet located at the back of the room was still functioning properly, allowing both Mrs. Dola and I to clean ourselves of the sweat stains and other stains that had seeped onto our bodies.
For me, this was my first experience making love with the opposite sex; it could be said that my virginity had been taken by my own teacher, Dola. I never imagined that this would happen. Mrs. Dola had not only taught me business and commercial law, but also taught me how to make love with an incomparably pleasurable sensation.
After cleaning up in the toilet, we exited the warehouse, which had previously been the school library. Dola then led me to her Mitsubishi Lancer GTi, which was very trendy in 1995. The sedan then sped out of the parking lot next to the school building. No one suspected anything, so much so that us being in the same car was a common occurrence for students and teachers at that time.
"Where are we going, Mrs.?" I asked, sitting next to Mrs. Dola, who was controlling the steering wheel.
"Yes, I'll take you back to your boarding house," she replied with a sweet smile.
"Oh, I wondered where else I was going to take you," I smiled back.
"Thank you, honey. You've given me a pleasure I'll never forget." She said.
"Yes, you're welcome, Ma'am," I replied.
"Is this really your first time doing this, Ryan?" Mrs. Dola asked.
"Yes, Ma'am, and I never thought this would happen either." I answered honestly.
"Do you regret it, Ryan?" Mrs. Dola asked again.
"No, Ma'am. I really enjoyed it, and I'm sorry if I was a little rude, ignoring Mrs. Dola's pleas to stop." I replied, shaking my head.
"It's okay, in fact, I like you even more, and you're truly amazing! Even though it's the first time you've done that. Oh yeah, if we're not in class or meeting at school, you don't have to call me Mom. Just call me Auntie, okay?" Dola requested. I just nodded.
*****
Dola's sedan suddenly slowed down and pulled over in front of a food stall that offered a variety of food and drinks. I, sitting next to her, was surprised but remained silent, even though I was curious about why my teacher had suddenly stopped there.
"Come on, Ryan, let's get out!" she invited.
"Hey, didn't Mrs. Dola say she was going to take me to my boarding house? Then why did she stop and ask me to get out here?" I asked, growing increasingly curious.
"Hmm, yes, I'll take you to your boarding house, but let's stop at that stall first. I want to take you to lunch, let's get out!" she replied, inviting me to get out of the car again. I finally nodded and got out of my teacher's sedan with me.
Upon arriving at the food stall, Mrs. Dola then led me to one of the tables the owner had prepared for customers.
"What would you like to order, Ryan?" she asked once we had sat down at the spot chosen by the beautiful teacher.
"It's up to you, Mrs. Dola. I'll just go with what she ordered," I replied.
"Oh, okay then, waiter!" Mrs. Dola then called one of the food stall's waiters.
After Dola ordered the dishes she wanted, the waiter, who had been called to come over, hurriedly left the table where I was sitting with Mrs. Dola to prepare the dishes.
Not long after, two waiters arrived with Mrs. Dola's orders. After placing them on the table, they left.
"Come on, Ryan, let's eat while they're still warm, and they look delicious and appetizing!" she invited.
"Okay, ma'am, let's go!" I said.
As I was eating, Mrs. Dola frowned as she watched me eat.
"Why aren't you eating so much? Isn't the food served here delicious?" she asked.
"It's delicious, ma'am," I replied with a smile.
"I can see you don't have much of an appetite. What's wrong?" Mrs. Dola asked again.
"Nothing, ma'am. I was just thinking about what we did in the former school library warehouse," I replied anxiously.
"Oh, what's wrong? You said you didn't regret it and enjoyed it?" Mrs. Dola was starting to feel uneasy about my change in attitude.
"Yes, I don't regret it and I enjoyed it. But what I'm worried about is whether Mrs. Dola won't get pregnant? After all, I almost put all my fluids into her," I replied, asking back, as if I'd just realized that what we did in the former school library warehouse was risky, and I was truly worried.
"Hmm... Don't worry! I'm not fertile, so I just let your love fluids fill my vagina," she replied with a smile.
"What do you mean, Mrs. Dola?" I asked, not understanding...