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Title: The Tutor
Let me tell you about my wife.
Her name is Jennifer. She is a wonderful woman. She accepts me, and all my little quirks, and still loves me with all her heart.
Right now she
Jennifer is 5
Now, let me tell you how we met.
It was my sophomore year of college. I was struggling in my Advanced Business Theories class, and she was the TA (teaching assistant). It was a Thursday, about 3 weeks in to the course, when she asked me aside after class.
I nodded.
It certainly felt like a dismissal. I frowned as I turned to get the rest of my things. I turned back,
I turned into the laundromat
As I walked in, she was on me immediately,
I was take aback by her forcefulness, but tossed my bag in a nearby chair, and headed over to where she was. Along the way I noticed that we were the only ones there, and wondered if this place were open all night.
I was incredulous.
I pondered things, for a moment, before deciding I could handle this.
Jennifer stepped back, watching me with just a small bit of interest.
I began sorting her clothes in to separate piles, when I noticed some of the lights went off. I looked up to see Jennifer unrolling a large shade over the front window, as well as the front door. She also locked the front door.
When she turned from the door, she saw me.
In short order, I had all her laundry in washers, except her underwear.
She hopped up, and came over.
I gaped as she pulled her t-shirt off, then began unbuttoning her pants. She saw me staring, and said,
Off came her bra, then her underwear. I saw, immediately, that she liked to shave most of her pubic hair, but I couldn
After tossing her jeans, and shirt, into one of the washers, she took a quick look to make sure my separating was right.
Not even realizing that she had been planning to do her laundry, so she was obviously planning on me giving her money
She handed them back saying,
She turned away, and began sorting through her underwear, again appearing to dismiss me.
I went and got the detergent, and change, and came back. I started the 2 washers, which were full, then asked,
I reached down for a handful, but she put her hand on mine, and stopped me.
I stammered, unsure of myself.
She picked up a pair of underwear, bringing them to my cheek, and rubbing them against it.
I leaned away from her hand, a little.
I leaned forward and sniffed, warily. But they smelled strange. A strong, musky odor. I knew right away what it was, and took another whiff, before she could pull them away.
She held them back to me, and I sniffed them again. She then tossed them back on the table before reaching down to rub my cock. I was surprised that she found me with a hard on. I certainly didn
Now, I may have thought a lot of what she was doing was a little strange, but I can tell you that when a naked woman tells me to get undressed
She reached down, picking up a pair of her underwear, as she sauntered over next to me. Reaching out, she wrapped her panty-covered hand, around my hard cock, and began slowly sliding it up and down.
I did as she said, and was quickly lost in the feelings of her hand on my hard on. After a few moments, I felt her pushing something into my hand. Looking, I saw it was a pair of panties.
I closed my eyes, again, bringing the panty crotch up to my nose, and inhaling deeply. Her musky odor was strong, and I got more excited as I thought about where the scent came from, and from whom.
Hesitantly, I stuck my tongue out. Certainly not knowing what I was in for. I mean, smelling is one thing, but tasting is a whole
After all of her encouragement, I had no qualms about enjoying myself further, so I pressed the crotch of her panties, harder to my mouth, trying to taste every drop of her nectar. She did not miss the change.
And then I was cumming. Shooting long, sticky ropes all over myself, the table, her hand. A small drop even landed on the top of her boob. She milked me until I couldn
Reaching her hand behind my head, she pulled me toward her,
Giving in much easier than I could ever have imagined, I leaned forward and licked my ejaculate from her body. Once done, I tried to kiss my way down to her nipple, but she pushed me away, saying,
Stepping back, she added,
I did as she said, even sniffing a few more panties, as I was dumping them in. I caught Jen
I next noticed her, as I was walking towards her chair, and was surprised to see her in a tank top and shorts. Where had those come from?
I sat down, and we began to study. We discussed Gross National Product, Gross Domestic Product, and Average Individual Annual Income.
Do you know, Microsoft once paid a dividend, on its stock, that increased the national Gross Domestic Product by 10It
Somewhere along the way, I put the clothes in the dryer. Then sometime around midnight I found myself standing, back at the table, folding her clothes. And I found myself trying hard to fold them the best that I knew how.
When I was finished, she said,
However, she just kept putting her clothes into the basket, and ignored me. Again, confused about what was going on, I left. But I was there, every Thursday night, doing her laundry; although, nothing like the first time, ever happened again.
Let me tell you about the second time we were together
A couple minutes before 10, on that Saturday morning, found me knocking at the door to Jennifer
I had spend most of the last day thinking on what happened Thursday, what it might have meant, and if I really wanted to continue with all of this. But I surprised myself when I realized that I did want to be there, and I was looking forward to what else might happen.
Jen answered the door in a pair of cutoffs, and halter, with her hair tied back with a scarf. She certainly looked the part of someone planning on working on their apartment.
As I stepped in, it was immediately apparent that Jen was not in to keeping things clean. Dirty dishes were stacked on the counter, and in the sink. Newspapers, and books, were stacked all over the kitchen table.
I followed her in to the living room, and found things in the same state. Stacks of papers, and such, anywhere there seemed to be free space. She turned quickly, bumping in to me, and spilling red wine down the front of my t-shirt and shorts. Where did she get a glass of wine from?
It sure sounded like she knew what she was talking about, so I set about taking my clothes off. Even though they were wet, I did keep my briefs on.
Laughing, as I slipped out of my underwear, I said,
I nodded, standing there naked, in the middle of her living room. This was the second time she had gotten me out of my clothes, though this time was an accident. I looked around, thinking I might sit down, but then didn
After a couple of minutes, Jennifer came bounding back in to the room.
I followed her in to what has to be the most feminine room I have ever seen. Pink was everywhere. A lace canopy above the bed. Stuffed animals everywhere.
She went over to the dresser and pulled out shorts and a top. When she turned back, I was a little surprised to see they were both pink.
Looking at her, questioningly, I took the clothes and began to try them on. First, I slipped the shorts on. Except for being really, really short and tight, in the butt, they seemed to fit okay. Though it was a strange feeling, not wearing any underwear, I guess I could get through an hour or two, like this.
The top was a little tougher. I had to start over, putting it on, a couple of times. Once I had it on, I realized it wasn
Feeling a little shy, I turned from her as I pulled the panties up my legs.
I turned toward her, as I began putting the shorts back on, wanting to prove to her I could stand up to her teasing.
I followed her back to the kitchen, pulling the shorts from my butt, along the way. I was wondering what she could want me to do in here, since it certainly didn
Again I was wondering if this was really worth it, but decided I would give it a try. Who knows how things might go, today. So I looked around, and decided to begin by doing the dishes.
Somewhere around an hour later, I was just finishing putting the dishes away, and had already cleaned off the table, and organized all the papers; though I had created a pile for ones I thought she could get rid of.
She looked up from her work, as I entered to living room.
Looking around, and sighing heavily, I picked up the nearest pile of papers, and began to bring some semblance of organization to the room.
Another hour had passed, and I had just put the vacuum away, when Jennifer called me.
I stepped in to the kitchen, seeing her stacking up her work and putting it in her bag.
I began preparing the food, as she had said. Thinking to myself how interesting of an evening it might be with us eating cheese and crackers, and drinking through two bottles of wine. It did turn out to be an interesting evening
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