Two weeks left of the term and this Monday morning was the first of the exams to see how much they had taken in over the past year. The five questions had been written out weeks earlier and now they were being handed round for them to answer giving them roughly thirty minutes to write down the answers to each. This morning was the fourth year and the fifth in the afternoon.
Tuesday was the sixth year in the morning and the seventh in the afternoon. Here I got a smile from both Thomas and Edward as I passed out their exam papers and fell a tremor go through me as Edward's hand brushed mine at the passing of the paper, knowing that in three weeks time we would be fucking each other.
Wednesday afternoon was the third year and I waited expectantly for Kit to arrive, but was disappointed that he hadn't arrived by lights out. The exam papers for his classes, like mine, had been written up earlier and it was the Dean himself who supervised his classes while Kit was absent.
But it was a joy for me that he came into the hall just as we had sat down for lunch. I would just loved to have kissed him welcome back but had to content myself with just giving his hand a squeeze as he sat down next to me. He told me during the meal that they had buried his father the day before and that his elder brother had now inherited the Knighthood. This was news to me for he'd never mentioned before that his was a titled family with its own estate and lands. But this didn't alter my love for him for he could have been a king for all I cared and that if he had of been, I would have been his queen.
Then the thought struck me of what I had just said to myself and realised that I had cast myself into the role of being the female of us pair. Maybe that was why I liked having him on top of me and doing the kissing of me and having him act the role of the seducer. This brought forth the vision of Pauline who was definitely the woman in his relationship with Dick, dressing up in the feminine underwear. What would I look like wearing the same things? I didn't know then but would find out a month later.
Back in our sitting room after lunch, we clung to each other, kissing like it was going out of fashion and let him cry in my arms, the first tears he had shed he told me afterwards for he knew that I would be the only one to give him the comfort he needed. We couldn't stay and make love for we still both had classes to attend but promised that we would make up for lost time that night. So with a few more kisses, we broke apart and, after him wiping his face, we went off to our duties.
We were both fidgety during supper and couldn't wait to get to our rooms and quickly strip each other of our clothes and fall onto a bed in a close embrace. Both us up and ready and we quickly had a mouthful each, sucking and chewing till our release.
God, I've missed you so much,' he said to me as we lay in each other's arms, stroking my face. So much that I even began looking at the serving maids who I think would have jumped at the chance of being of service to me.'
I'm glad you didn't,' I said, for I don't think I could stand you being hooked by a woman and leaving me.'
`I don't think you went without completely with me being gone,' he said.
`How say you?' I replied, looking up into his face.
`You've been reading too many historical books to use those words. I heard that Hawkins stood in for me at the weekend.'
`Oh,' was all I could say.
`In more than one way I shouldn't wonder.'
`Oh Kit! I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself. You weren't there and he...he wanted it as much as I did. Don't be angry with me please.'
I'm not angry Colin,' he said, giving me another kiss as he stroked my face for he was lying on top of me and supporting himself on his elbows. I gather he asked you about the week's hiking being offered?'
`Yes. He did ask me, but I said it was up to you,' I replied.
`Didn't he tell you he'd already asked me?'
`Yes.'
`And? What did you say?'
`That we would go then as you'd already agreed.' He smiled down at me and gave me another rather long kiss.
`I think it will be fun. Then you can try out young Fontaine.'
`Have you had him already?' I asked, almost dislodging him off of me.
`Not exactly. That weekend they were at the camp. You know, when you found them fucking each other. Well, I also met him in the woods and before I knew it, he was down on his knees sucking on me. So I finished up face fucking him and then let him do the same to me.'
`So that's how Hawkins knew that we were lovers then,' I said.
`I'm afraid so, but they won't say anything and look what we'll be getting out it. A whole fortnight of debauchery.'
`A fortnight? I thought it was just for a week of hiking and camping over the moors,' I said.
`Yes. Then another week at the Manor.'
`What will we do in that week?' I asked.
I'm sure that they will come up with something,' he said. Talking of something coming up...' He didn't need to finish the sentence for we both knew and felt to what he was referring and so he rolled off me and found a condom and quickly rolled it down on my erection and assumed his position and it was nice to hold his hips again. I pushed my cock into what I'm sure it now felt to be its rightful home and fucked him and cried out in joy of coming inside the man I loved. Then I had the pleasure of having my husband do the same to me.
Husband? How did that thought jump into my mind? Was it because of the thought reference I had earlier of him being a king and me his queen. Husband. I rolled the word round in my mind as he was moving his cock in and out of me. Well I was now acting the part of a woman by having my man fuck me. The fact that it wasn't a vagina didn't make any difference, I was being fucked by the man I loved and ergo, I must be the woman for I loved it when he was doing exactly what he was doing now. I cried out in delight at bringing myself to terms with my own sexuality and therefore I would forever act the role as his wife and bow down to his wishes and serve him as he dictated.
I loved his throbbing cock inside me and gurgled with pleasure as he held me tight and came inside the condom and even though I cried out in dismay at his withdrawal, I quickly turned round and pulled off that rubber to suck and squeeze out was left of his sperm to savour the taste before swallowing the little that had remained inside his iron rod. There was no more sex that night for he was tired from his journey and we soon were asleep.
Friday morning was my last class exam, that being the second year's, and I'd already marked up Monday's and Tuesday's and would take these from today plus Wednesday's and Thursday's with me to the camp and mark them up over the weekend.
I wasn't surprised to note that my Thomas Hawkins had come out top in his class for he must have hung on to ever word I had spoken throughout the whole year. Edward Fontaine had come a close second, so I think they would be pleased with this.
In the afternoon, I took the barest of supplies to the tent for this would be the last weekend of the term as most of them would be leaving for their summer holidays on the following Saturday.
The boys were as exuberant as ever but more so I think with this being their last swimming till next term as they were led to the camp. Where, as soon as we entered the clearing, were stripping their clothes off and jumping into the water. They had a lovely weekend as did Kit and I.
After being well and truly fucked by him I told him of what I had been thinking over the last few days that I had come to the decision to be the wife in our relationship and I would do all that he told me to without question. This statement, which resulted me in getting a multitude of kisses from him and also brought on another aspect which transpired towards the end of the holidays. But for the moment, I was on my back with him on top kissing me and telling me how much he loved me, which I loved to hear and then said the same to him.
So the weekend passed with us making love at night after getting the boys to bed after spending most of the daylight hours in the water. The last week of term was for sports and not teaching. Inter-house football, cricket, rugby and hockey out on the playing fields. Our house, overall, came second in the games and also second place in the academic stakes.
As expected, Hawkins was named the top student of the year and had the honour of making what was a traditional speech of thanks to all the teachers and kitchen and cleaning staff at our final supper on the Friday night and after being there for seven years, wished that he could have stayed for another seven. He made me embarrassed by pointing out with his accolades, that as a teacher in his first year, I had done exceptional well and was to be applauded. This the whole college did making my face go red as I stood up and give him a bow to show my thanks.
`Would he have said that of me if I had fucked him?' Kit asked me in a whisper as I sat back down.
`Shut up,' I hissed back, my face still red, even more from what he had just said.
We were back in our sitting room and not really surprised when Hawkins and Fontaine asked for permission to enter and speak to us. They thanked us for the teaching over the year and re-iterated the offer for the weekend at the Manor as he called it.
`Don't bother with bringing dress clothes for dinner, we've plenty there to fit you out. Saves on the baggage. So we'll see you in a fortnight's time then?' Hawkins said. To this we agreed and got a good smile back from both of them as we agreed and I got a swift kiss on the cheek from both Thomas and Edward as we shook hands to say goodbye to them both.
`So another is seeking the favours of my wife,' Kit said smirking at me after the two boys had gone.
`After two weeks with them, you'll probably have three wives on your hands,' I retorted.
`I doubt it. Are you looking forward to it?' he asked.
`Some ways yes and some ways no. I'd rather really spend the whole six weeks with you on some lonely deserted island where we could stay naked all day and make love in the sun on a beach. Now that would be my ideal holiday.'
`We'll do that next year then,' he smiled at me and held open his arms for me to move into them for a kiss.
We had something similar that first week of the holidays after seeing off the boys by spending it by the pool in the woods. Swimming and lying about naked and making love out in the open instead of in the tent. Half of the following week too as we packed up the four tents that the boys had used. We even moved out tent to a new patch of grass to allow where ours had been standing for a year, time to regenerate itself. We were now both of us bronzed all over without any white patches and really looked healthy. We'd even done some Greek wrestling. Covering our naked bodies with oil and then doing battle by the pool to see who could throw the other in first. All slippery as we were, it didn't look as though either of us would win except he cheated by grabbing my cock and balls in a grip and twisting them to force me back till I fell in.
Still, it was a lovely time with just the two of us, having fun and me getting to have him fuck me at least twice a day when I wasn't sucking on his piece of meat that was now my totem.
We left the college very early on the Friday morning for we had two trains to catch to get us up to Flakestone Manor, North Yorkshire, where the Hawkins' lived.