Sitting in Martin's home, where Karen moved after she had married the School Superintendent, the lovely third grade teacher read the local newspaper. The headlines made her feel very self-satisfied. The fact that the town's experimental school was no longer going to be an all-boys filled the entire front page.
After that fateful week-end, Karen and Martin had, not only with each other, but with the four older students, talked some more about Karen's ideas of education. Martin could not ignore the fact that each and every one of Karen's third grade class was not only studious, but better at their studies, and happier in general than any of the other students at the school. The educator and teacher found that they had a great deal in common, and had decided that they would become a team in running the school. Many of the male teachers had kept their jobs, but the school itself had been expanded to take some of the girls in the town. When it would re-open, after the summer vacation in a week, the number of students would be twice what it had been when Karen first arrived a year before. Karen herself had been placed in charge of educational theory at the school, and it was her job to try and find some way to educate the new girls in the same way the boys had been taught. Since she recognized Martin as basically a kind and gentle man, the lovely red-headed teacher knew that he would be at the center of her methods with the younger girls, but some of the male teachers, once she had gotten to know them, had also shown a remarkable talent for dealing with children.
Martin stepped from his shower, toweling down his hair, and approached his wife of six months. As Karen watched his dripping nakedness jiggle as he dried himself off, she noticed that his cock was becoming erect, as it always did whenever they were alone together. As it turned out, once Karen had opened up his sex life, he had proved to be as insatiable as she was. In a way, thought Karen as she became more and more aroused in her husband's presence, it would help him as he dealt with the girls the school would be taking on. He wasn't a person who would be exhausted after one or two fucks a day.
"That's a pretty good story about our school," Martin said, noticing that Karen was beaming with pride at the front page coverage of the school's new students. "It almost seems a shame that taking girls into school is so unusual for this town that it takes up the whole front page, though."
Karen smiled. She knew exactly what her husband meant. Some of the parents were still a little hesitant about sending their children to an experimental co-educational school, but so far, none of them had removed their children from the school. Karen took it as a sign that perhaps there was hope for the town yet.
"Yes," she answered Martin. "It is a shame… but someday, soon I hope, the townsfolk will see things the way we do. We might have to wait until our students grow up and have children of their own, but it will happen… and I want to be around to see it."
"So do I, lover," Martin said, coming closer to Karen. Some of the water still left on his body dripped onto her naked arm, exposed through her sleeveless shirt. He reached out to brush it away, and Karen placed her hand on his.
"I'll tell you something I won't wait for, though," she said. "With school starting soon, we might not have all the time with each other we want. Believe me, the students can take a great deal out of a person."
"Maybe we had better not waste any time talking about it, then," he told her, trailing his finger along her arm toward her breast. He noticed her response as she stiffened with lascivious sensations racing through her body at his touch. Her breast's nipples became hard with the lust he was instilling, and, after a moment, she reached out her hand and circled her fingers around the thick girth of his throbbing penis. "Shall we do a little educating of each other?" she asked, stroking his loose foreskin back and forth along the hotly pulsating length of his cock.
"Baby," he said, kneading her soft pliant breast, "it's like you believe… it's never too late to learn."
He bent down to her as she sat on the couch and pressed his lips tightly to hers. Karen wrapped her arms around his naked body, happy that she was finally able to teach the way she believed… the way she could see was right.