This entry has been written by Mrs A.
Sandman thought he’d let me do a small entry today, I don’t really know what to talk about though.
What do you know about me from his posts? I teach Secondary School English and Drama both GCSE and A Level. I have started doing amateur dramatics. Oh yes, I have big tits and I had sex with him.
As he has mentioned it a few times and span some fictional stories loosely based on it, I thought I would tell you my version of our “infamous reunion”.
I went to this play to kill a free evening and it was a reasonable play in terms of plot. I didn’t recognise Sandman at first but soon remembered him. Towards the end of the first act he started to undress down to his boxers and I thought kudos to him. But I then had a phone call and had to leave, so I decided to buy a ticket for the next nights performance. What I hadn’t realised was that the version I was presently watching was a family edit. So when I came the following night and he started to undress to his boxers and to my surprise didn’t stop there. As you can imagine I was a little flustered, even more so when he turned to face the audience and it was all on show. His character didn’t make it past act one and it transpired he was the only person in the play who had a nude scene which to me seemed a tad unfair and odd.
I knew that they were having drinks after the show and I was in two minds if to say hello to him. I wasn’t sure how he’d react, if he remembered me, that one of his teachers had seen him naked. But I did go and he was a bit embarrassed I think and badly phrased a few questions. I confessed I was quite surprised to see him go full frontal on stage and then pretended to misunderstand a question. He asked something along the lines of “what did you think?” about the play, but I thought it would be a bit of an ice breaker if I answered if I thought he was asking about his nude scene, he still cringes when I tell people I said ‘Did they cast you because you’ve got a big dick?”, so I cheerfully answered and he feel hook, line and sinker but the ice was broken and we started chatting and we ended up at his place. Now he often says he had no idea what was going to happen that night but I think he must have had an inkling, I had asked if he was seeing anyone before hand. We’d had a few more drinks and I did quite deliberately waited so he’d catch me in my underwear as he had said he was going to sleep on the sofa, but I think he wasn’t being presumptuous. He was clearly feeling a little awkward and rather shyly undressed in front of me. I could tell he was nervous as it took me a bit of an effort to get his dick hard. I must confess it was a strangely liberating feeling as I took off the remainder of my clothes. I won’t go into too many details about the sex we had that night, but I gave him more than I would have had I known that it wasn’t going to be a one off event, but he was lasting well so I gave him a “special treat” shall we say.
Sandman often puts that night down to me wanting a “pallet cleanser” after my divorce, there may have been a bit of that but I was just feeling fruity that night and after seeing him naked on stage I would try my luck.
That’s all for now.