This chapter was so much fun to imagine up. Enjoy! Btw, I made up the school Finn works at. That way I can be the Figgins of it and make up my own rules.
September 8th, 2020
Rachel was on edge. She knew if they got caught Finn could get into massive amounts of trouble, like, getting fired amounts of trouble, but Rachel was determined. It was Finn's first day of his new job at a private school teaching music to Kindergarten through 8th graders and she wanted to make it extra special for him.
When he left their small apartment on East 88th Street on the Upper East Side that morning, Finn had been so excited. He had worked himself to the bone getting his master's degree to find a better job and it finally paid off. Now he was working at one of the best elementary schools in New York. Finn didn't know if it was luck or just all his hard work, but everything fell into line when he learned from a colleague that Wilson Elementary was in search of a new music teacher as one of their two teachers was retiring at the end of the year. As Finn was nowhere near tenure yet, he was able to opt out of his contract at his previous position once he found out he got the job at Wilson.
Rachel had memorized Finn's schedule for the day and headed out of the house to get to the school by his lunch period. She had texted him earlier to tell him to stay in his classroom for a few minutes before heading to lunch as she had a little surprise for him. Upon arriving she signed in with security and they pointed her in the direction of Finn's classroom. They seemed surprised to find out she was Finn's wife or anyone's wife really as she was dressed like the fifteen year old version of herself, a look she hadn't rocked since about midway through her freshman year at NYU. Despite being nearly 26 years old Rachel could still pass for a teenager with the right clothes and make-up.
The idea for what she was about to do had come to her when she was going through her old clothes to donate to the homeless shelter earlier that year. Rachel had gotten rid of most of her animal sweaters, mini-skirts, and knee socks but one outfit in particular she couldn't bring herself to part with. She knew it would be tricky and at his old school impossible as he didn't have his own classroom, but now he did have his own room complete with a lock on the door. It was now or never.
As Rachel walked down the hall she could see Finn talking to another teacher. Since he wasn't in his classroom already Rachel improvised. Quickly, she ducked behind a rather large 8th grader to continue on her way to Finn's room before he could re-enter it. She shuffled into the room and checked that there were no stray students hiding anywhere in Finn's classroom before hopping onto the front edge of his desk. Rachel readied herself and tried calming her rapid heartbeat by taking some deep breaths. This could end terribly if they weren't careful.
A minute later Finn finally walked back into his classroom and balked at the sight of his wife sitting on his desk in an outfit he hadn't seen her wear in over ten years. It wasn't one of her infamous animal sweaters but it was an outfit he'd always remember. A deep red half-sleeved sweater, a khaki chord skirt that nearly showed off one of Rachel's best assets every time she bent over, grey-green argyle knee socks and penny loafers. It was a simple outfit but it was important. "Rachel, what are you doing here?" he asked bewildered, shutting his door behind him. He wasn't expecting her and especially not in an outfit that made her look like that teenage girl he kissed in the auditorium for the first time.
Rachel launched into character. "Well Mr. Hudson, I wanted to talk to you about my grade. I think I deserve more than just an A for all the hard work I've put into your class. I want an A+." She kicked her leg up and pointed her toe out. Rachel smiled sweetly at Finn and bit her lip cutely.
"Rachel, what's going on?" Finn had an idea of what was going on but he couldn't believe that Rachel was really trying to pull it while he was at work. He walked over to his desk chair and sat down behind Rachel.
"Like I said Mr. Hudson, I want an A+ and I'm willing to do anything to get it," Rachel said mischievously as she spun her rump on Finn's desk to face him. As her legs settled, open, in front of Finn he could see that she wasn't wearing any panties. He gulped as he stared between her thighs.
It killed him to do it but Finn had to put a stop to this. He could get fired if anyone caught them and it was only his first day! If he lost this job due to his inability to say no to sex with his wife he'd have a hard time ever finding another teaching job again. All of his hard work and training would be for naught. "Rachel, we can't do this right now," he said removing his gaze from her nether region to look her in the eye. "I'm all for playing naughty school girl and bad teacher at home, but not here. I could get fired."
Determined not to break character, Rachel pushed on. "But Mr. Hudson, I'm not pleased with my grade," Rachel pouted. She got off Finn's desk and placed her hand on his thigh. "I just want some extra credit." To keep his co-workers or students from walking in, Rachel moved over to the door and locked it. "I promise, if you give me some extra credit now, I won't bother you again."
Finn could feel himself caving as Rachel sashayed back over to sit on his desk in front of him again. Hesitantly he made his decision. Figuring they could pull it off if they worked quickly, Finn decided to play along. He was a sucker for hot sex with his super hot wife. "Well, Miss," he debated what to call her as she had been Mrs. Hudson for over a year but ultimately decided on her maiden name, "Berry, what exactly did you have in mind for extra credit?" He placed a timid hand on Rachel's knee before slowly creeping up her thigh.
Rachel hopped down from Finn's desk and put her hands on his chair's arm rests. "I was thinking fellatio," she said in a low voice before kissing Finn hard on the mouth. As she continued to kiss him, Rachel undid his pants button and pulled down the zipper. Rachel removed her lips from Finn's and went onto her knees in front of him. His breathing became labored as his temperature rose and he could feel himself getting harder by the second.
Diving in, Rachel pulled Finn from his boxers and started running her fingers up and down his shaft. They stared at each other intently as Rachel cut to the chase and took Finn into her mouth. She took him in about halfway before sucking up and playing with his tip. Finn gripped the arm rests of his chair as she licked the underside of his penis from the base up to the tip. Rachel ran her tongue back down his shaft similarly, then moved her mouth lower to take his balls between her lips as she worked his length with her hand.
Finn had come a long way from the boy who practically jizzed in his pants the last time Rachel had worn that outfit and he knew he could watch Rachel suck him off for a good hour at least these days but sadly his lunch period was not that long. Unfortunately, Rachel was going to have to get him off sooner rather than later.
Rachel removed her mouth from his skin and ran her hands up and down Finn while staring up at him through her eyelashes. "Is this A+ worthy, Mr. Hudson?" she asked breathily.
"I need you…to…to sing for me," Finn croaked out. Rachel instantly knew what he meant. She took Finn's tip into her mouth then began sucking more and more of Finn into her until finally Rachel couldn't fit anymore. Then she began humming, low at first then high and back to low. The alternating vibrations caused Finn's hips to buck up and Rachel choked a bit as more of Finn was forced into her. Once his hips settled back on the chair Rachel relaxed her throat and mouth and continued her humming and sucking and rubbing until just before she could feel Finn get ready to burst. Then she stopped completely.
"Mr. Hudson, I don't think this is enough. I really want the highest grade I can get, not just an A+, I want a 100." Rachel stood up and sat back down on Finn's desk in front of him. He looked pretty peeved that Rachel had stopped and kept him from getting what he was craving but he quickly got over it as she hiked up her skirt to reveal her dripping wet center. "Show me how you play your favorite instrument," Rachel said playfully, running her fingers through her wetness just to drive Finn wild.
Finn stood up, pushed Rachel back onto his desk more, forcing her onto her elbows, and gripped her hips, pulling her forward to slam himself into her. Rachel let out a strangled moan trying to keep quiet so no one would hear them. Her body bounced every time Finn's hips met hers and Rachel wrapped her legs around his waist locking her heels above his butt.
He couldn't believe this was happening; his wife was amazing. How many other guys' wives would show up dressed like a sexy schoolgirl to their place of employment for a midday romp? Finn knew he could get into serious trouble if anyone found them, especially a student, but he had to admit the danger of it all was really turning him on. Besides, his door had a lock on it and by now everyone was in the middle of class or lunch.
Finn could feel his orgasm building as he thrust into his wife. He watched himself pumping into her repeatedly, loving the feel of sliding in an out, seeing her wetness glistening on him. Wrapping his hand around her neck, Finn pulled Rachel up to kiss her fiercely on the mouth before moving his lips to her jaw and down her neck. He shoved Rachel's skirt up above her hips and grasped her ass firmly in his hands before picking her up.
Rachel held onto Finn's shoulders while pushing herself down onto him before he pulled her back up. She was getting sweaty and her body was aching with the need to finally come. "Put me…back on the desk," Rachel sighed out. Finn complied but practically fell on top of her as he underestimated the force he placed her down with. A few items fell off the front of his desk but he really didn't care. Rachel took his hand and put it just above her clit. Finn got the hint and brushed her nub lightly sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
Their chests rose and fell quickly and both could feel that well-known sensation of coming so hard they saw stars rising in them. With a combination of a hit on her spot and a flick over her clit, Rachel bit down on Finn's shoulder to keep from screaming so loud someone for sure would check what was going on in Mr. Hudson's classroom. Seconds later Rachel could feel Finn's member swell and release inside her. His mouth formed into the familiar little 'o' and his eyes shut as his head drooped forward onto Rachel's shoulder.
Rachel lay on Finn's desk with her head hanging off the edge. Finn lied on top of her with his face on her shoulder. Neither one moved as they caught their breath and came down from their mutual orgasms.
"Was that good enough Mr. Hudson?" Rachel asked in a small voice as she ran her fingers through Finn's hair. Finn moved away from Rachel and pulled himself out of her before sitting back down in his chair. Rachel sat up and got off his desk. Finn tucked himself back into his boxers and pants while Rachel smoothed her skirt back down and leaned her butt against his desk in front of him.
"I think you definitely deserve a higher grade Miss Berry. One hundred and ten percent if you ask me," Finn said in his teacher voice before pulling Rachel back into his lap and lightly kissing her.
"Thank you Mr. Hudson. I really appreciate everything you've done for me today. You're my favorite teacher and you're so good at your job." Rachel kissed the tip of Finn's nose and stood up. "I'll let you get back to your lunch." With that Rachel walked over to Finn's door, unlocked it and left, closing it behind her.
Finn sat in his chair stunned. Rachel had never done anything quite that scandalous and he still couldn't fathom how it had actually happened. He pinched himself to see if he was just dreaming but all that accomplished was the pain accompanied by a pinch. It was real life. Finn Hudson really did just fuck his wife on his desk in his classroom at school. Rachel Hudson was the most awesome woman in the world.
