Mornington-By-Mere – (54) The Student and the Teacher

(Part 01)

When the Mornington Estate exercised its option to purchase Mornington Field from the MOD it also acquired all the buildings and infrastructure on the airfield itself as well as 29 houses in the village formally used as quarters for military personnel.
The buildings on the airfield itself were to be converted in commercial premised while the former married quarters were soon available to rent.
30 year old single mother Kirsty Martin moved into number 2, Military Row, with her six year old daughter Sasha on the 18th of July, to live with her older sister Lianne.
After she and her boyfriend split up she and her daughter moved in with Lianne in Finchbottom but it was a bit cramped in her flat so when the opportunity of a house in Mornington presented itself Lianne snapped it up.
Lianne worked in Finchbottom for Downshire Denticare and divided her time between there and Mornington she had always loved the village and had often dreamed of living there but never dared hope that it might actually happen.
She couldn’t imagine why no one else was prepared to work there but she didn’t think about it often after all their loss was very much her gain.
So a three bedroom house in Mornington was manna from heaven and they all loved living there and Kirsty was thrilled to be away from Finchbottom and Sasha loved having her own room.
Sasha was also looking forward to starting at the village school in September and Kirsty hoped to get part time work up at Mornington Field once the premises were let.
As it turned out she didn’t need to wait that long as she managed to get a part time job as a classroom assistant at the village school which suited her down to the ground.

The only downside for Lianne living in Mornington was having to journey to Finchbottom three days a week and battle through the rush hour traffic on the Expressway.
She would have liked to work all week in Mornington but there just wasn’t enough dentistry required for that.
But her tortuous journeys turned out to be relatively short lived as at the beginning of November she was asked to work at the Highfinch practice for three days a week instead of Finchbottom and she didn’t need asking twice.
It was further to drive than Finchbottom but it was a much easier one and because of the greater distance the company had agreed to provide bed and breakfast accommodation in Highfinch which meant for Lianne that for her three days she would be able to stay over for two nights on expenses, so she thought she had really landed on her feet.

This turn of events was also welcomed by Kirsty as it meant that she and Sasha had the house to themselves for the best part of three days a week and that circumstance led rather serendipitously to a chain of events that would change her life for ever.

(Part 02)

Kirsty Martin was a 30 year old single mother who differed from her older sister in almost every way, she was tall while Lianne stood 4ft 10 in her socks, Kirsty’s hair was dark and luscious and her sisters was mousy and wayward, she had penetrating green eyes while Lianne’s were grey and a bit squinty, Kirsty had a strong jawline and perfect cheekbones, and her sister had a pointy chin with a mole on it.
She had perfect skin and a marvellous smile and Lianne had a face full of freckles and her smile was lopsided.
Kirsty had a perfect figure and was quite athletic, Lianne on the other hand did not, she was slim though and despite her imperfections she was not unattractive but she was not sporty by any stretch of the imagination.
Kirsty could get herself ready in no time flat and not have a single hair out of place while her sister would spend an age getting ready and still managed to look like she’d been dragged through a hedge backwards.
The result of her appearance, despite having a daughter, meant that she was widely regarded in the village as a bit of a milf, but she had her doubts about that because if any of the red bloodied men in Mornington truly thought of her in that way then they were not banging on her door to tell her so.
She would have liked to meet someone as there hadn’t been anyone in her life since she split up with her boyfriend in Finchbottom, but little did she know that she was about to blossom into a brunette haired cougar.

She had a job at the village school working part time as a classroom assistant which fitted in well with her because her daughter Sasha was of school age.
Kirsty was always home by 2.30pm which gave her an hour of sanity time before she had to go out and pick Sasha up.
If there were days when she had to work outside of school hours, and Lianne was in Highfinch, one of her neighbours, Susan Newbold, at number 13, would babysit for her.
It wasn’t often and it wasn’t usually for long but one day in May Sasha was at home all day for an inset day and Kirsty had to go to school.
Susan, not for the first time, stepped into the breach and looked after her daughter for her.
Unfortunately things at the school didn’t go as well as planned, so as a result she was half an hour late getting home and when she walked through her front door she was instantly greeted by her excited daughter.
“Mummy, mummy” Sasha called “I’m playing with Alan”
“Are you darling?” she said not knowing who the hell Alan was.
“Come on, you can play too” Sasha added
Kirsty was led by her excited daughter into the lounge where she found Alan Newbold sitting on the floor in the middle of an assortment of toys, Alan was Susan’s eldest son, just back from
University after completing his second year.
He was tall, broad and muscular with a sportsman’s physique, brown curly hair that fell on his face, brown eyes, a square jaw and a dimple, in short Kirsty thought he was gorgeous.
“Oh hi Alan” Kirsty said

(Part 03)

Kirsty was led by her excited daughter into the lounge where she found Alan Newbold sitting on the floor in the middle of an assortment of toys, Alan was Susan’s eldest son, just back from
University after completing his second year.
He was tall, broad and muscular with a sportsman’s physique, brown curly hair that fell on his face, brown eyes, a square jaw and a dimple, in short Kirsty thought he was gorgeous.
“Oh hi Alan” Kirsty said
“Hello Mrs Martin” he said “Mum asked me to take over as she had to get to the Doctors”
“I’m not a Mrs” she said “Please call me Kirsty”
“Ok Kirsty”
“Is she behaving?” she asked
“Oh yes we’re having great fun” he said
“Come on mum you can play with Alan too” Sasha said
And she took a moment or two to consider what it might be like to play with Alan on the floor, but then she said
“I think Alan probably wants to go home”
“I’m in no rush” he said “if there’s stuff you need to do”
“Well if you could just entertain Sasha while I get her tea” she said “I would be very grateful”
“No problem” he said amiably

Alan continued to play with the Sasha for another 45 minutes while Kirsty cooked her tea and when she called her to the table Sasha thanked him for looking after her and then kissed and hugged Alan goodbye.
“I wouldn’t mind doing that myself” Kirsty thought as she watched the well-toned 20 year old hug her daughter.
As Sasha ran past her into the kitchen he brushed his brown curly hair off his face and smiled.
“You can brush my hair with that hand anytime you want” she said in her head, but out loud she said
“Thank you so much Alan”
“My pleasure” he remarked as he stepped out the door
“You could be my pleasure” she thought as she closed it behind him.

As May drifted into June Alan frequently babysat for Sasha and Kirsty looked forward to the days she would walk in the house and he would be there playing with her daughter.
Then one night after Kirsty had put Sasha to bed she had a long relaxing bath and was on the way downstairs to a well-earned glass of wine when there was a knock on the front door.
“Damn” she exclaimed
She was wearing her white fluffy bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her head like a turban and was hoping if she opened the door like that it would deter whoever it was from disturbing her for long.
“Hello” Alan said as she opened the door
“Oh hello” Kirsty replied but inside her head she was screaming in her head “I look like a washer woman and I’m not wearing makeup, so I look like an old haggard washer woman”
“I left my phone here earlier” he explained “Would you mind if I look for it?”
“Not at all” she said wishing she had gotten dressed “Come in”
“Where do you think it might be?” Kirsty asked
“Down the right hand side of the seat pad on the sofa” he replied and she walked over to the sofa and bent over and delved between the seat pad and the arm.
“You were right” she said producing his phone

(Part 04)

As Kirsty answered the was wearing her white fluffy bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her head like a turban and was hoping if she opened the door like that it would deter whoever it was from disturbing her for long.
“Hello” Alan said as she opened the door
“Oh hello” Kirsty replied but inside her head she was screaming in her head “I look like a washer woman and I’m not wearing makeup, so I look like an old haggard washer woman”
“I left my phone here earlier” he explained “Would you mind if I look for it?”
“Not at all” she said wishing she had gotten dressed “Come in”
“Where do you think it might be?” Kirsty asked
“Down the right hand side of the seat pad on the sofa” he replied and she walked over to the sofa and bent over and delved between the seat pad and the arm.
“You were right” she said producing his phone
“I know” he responded “Because I put it there”
“Oh I see” she said and smiled and then she processed what he’d said and corrected herself
“No I don’t see”
“I put it there so I would have a reason to come back” he enlightened her
“Why would you do that?” she asked
“So I could do this” he replied and leant in and kissed her lips softly and she instantly responded.

As the kiss continued it grew quickly in intensity, it was a moment he had dreamed of since she first arrived in the village, he had at first admired her and then he wanted her and she featured prominently in his dreams.

For her part Kirsty was just enjoying the attentions of a man, the first such attention she had received in a very long time, and she hoped it wouldn’t end with a kiss and she was not disappointed, because he made love to her on the floor in the very spot where he had played with Sasha and she had been so envious as she watched.
So as she had hoped it didn’t end with a kiss, and she was not disappointed at that either.

“That was very unexpected” she exclaimed as they cuddled on the sofa and drank a glass of wine “and very nice”
After a little while of reflective silence and half a bottle of wine she broke the silence and said to him.
“I think as you’re home for the summer we should try to do something to keep you occupied, which might also help to turn very nice into bloody marvellous”
She giggled at her brazen behavior while he just smiled at the prospect of enjoying her again.

As a result of that first evening together they began an affair that filled their every waking thought during the summer, they would meet at her house when she got home from work in that precious time before Sasha came home from school or if she wasn’t working they would spend the whole day together.

(Part 05)

All summer long they spent precious time together but it became increasingly more difficult to find the time for intimacy as the school holidays wiped out their regular afternoon delights and with the long summer evenings Sasha was taking longer and longer to settle.
So rather than getting together 5 afternoons a week they struggled to do one, but that said they still managed to make the most of what little time they had to themselves.
However as the summer days slipped slowly and inexorably towards Autumn Kirsty thought their passionate love affair would come to an end when the summer did and he returned to University.

On the last day of his summer break he wanted to say goodbye so he showered, dressed and went downstairs and slipped out the door, but someone else got to Kirsty’s house first, the washing machine engineer.
He knew it would probably be an hour before he was done so he decided he would try going for a walk first and after traipsing around the village for over an hour he headed to Kirsty’s again.
The engineer’s van passed him as he walked back towards the house so he was feeling hopeful as he used the spare key and let himself in and he found Kirsty standing at the kitchen sink watching Sasha playing in the garden.
“Hello gorgeous” he said as he crept up behind her, but she didn’t say anything in response because she was crying but she turned around and buried her face in his chest instead.
“Why are you crying?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around her.
“Because I’m really going to miss you” she sobbed “and because it’s over”
“What’s over?” he asked
“Us” she replied snottily
“What makes you think it’s over?” Alan asked
“Because you’re going away” she retorted “and you’ll be with all the pretty girls your own age”
“This isn’t the end” he assured her “it’s the beginning”
“What?” she asked as she looked up at him through tear filled eyes.
“I don’t want it to end” he said “and I don’t want one of the “pretty” girls my own age, I want you because I’m in love with you”
“You are?” she asked in disbelief
“Yes and I thought you were in love with me” he said
“I am” she confessed
“Then why should it be over?” he asked but she didn’t reply because her mouth was over his.

The affair continued in secret during his last year at University, although it was more emotional than physical for the most part although they still had their moments when the opportunity presented itself.

They didn’t make their relationship public until after he had finished his third year and the announcement caused more than a few ripples in Mornington.
Her sister Lianne was delighted as was her daughter Sasha but the reception was more lukewarm from many in the village and the ripple took on tsunami sized proportions in his mum Susan’s eyes.

However after the dust settled and it became clear that the relationship was not a mere infatuation and a year after their coming out they were married at St Winifred’s.