After School Lessons

Johnny

(OOC: Wow, Maid. Loved the detail of your post.)

This is boring! He thinks to himself after a while.

What time is it?

He looks at his watch.

It's only twenty past eight.

Looking back, he sees that she is still waffling on.

Am missing the game tonight! Wonder who's winning?

He yawns.

Only an hour and an half to go...
 
Anju pulled the stack of books...

closer, riffling through the bookmarks, hoping for something that would hold Johnny's interest as well as her own. In the meantime, she droned on.

"Gametes need motility to be able to meet and unite and food to nourish the developing embryo. In animals, and some plants, these two rather contrasting needs are met by anisogametes. That is sperm that are motile and small and eggs that contain food."

Johnny yawned and Anju slammed the book closed, startling him. His face turned a bright shade of crimson as he tried to apologize, offering any number of excuses for not seeming to pay attention. No, this wouldn't do at all. Not at all. If she bored her pupil to tears, he would not learn a thing.

This was Johnny's weakest subject. He had never even gotten an average grade in Sciences. He was showing promise now and Anju would not fail him.
"No, I think that I am the one who should apologize, Johnny. This," she emphasized, pushing the books away with disdain, "would put a corpse to sleep, I fear. I should have done my
own homework. This is... boring. There is no other way to get around it."

Now what to do to keep his attention? Anju would have to think about this. A twinkling of an idea came to mind and she shoved it aside. But wait! Maybe that would just be perfect... she turned to Johnny and smiled.

"I think we'll end this lesson for today. It is not productive for either of us. Let's resume say... in two days. That should give me enough time to gather some materials that will
not put both of us to sleep."
 
Johnny

"... in two days. That should give me enough time to gather some materials that will not put both of us to sleep."

He gives a small sigh of relief.

Now I get home and watch that match.

"Thanks, Miss." He says as he sprints for the house.

"I will see you at school tomorrow, Johnny." Chowdry calls out after him...
 
The following day found Anju...

speaking once again to Jane Holmes. After a half hour of discussion, she finally realized that she was barking up the wrong tree. Never having known Jane on a 'personal' level, Anju was certain that she was still a maiden lady and that the woman was not going to be of any help whatsoever.

When the library came up a bust as well, she phoned the local Family Planning office. The woman she spoke with suggested using a film and photographs rather than diagrams, though the diagrams would also come in handy. "It's always best to be straight-forward, Mrs. Chowdry" she had added. "It leads to less confusion in the long run."

Anju had to agree, and thanked her before hanging up. This, however, didn't make things any easier. Especially in view of the fact that Johnny had been aroused more than once during their lessons. Then again, there was her own reaction. The fact that her 'mystery lover' now had a
face. A face that Anju was not quite ready to admit recognizing... Not even to herself.

She had lunch in the Dining Hall with Eleanor which didn't help the situation. When did it ever? She blushed when her friend caught her staring at the boy as he stood talking with his mates.

"Frankly, Anju" Eleanor had been saying in that all-knowing tone of hers. "I don't see why this is such a big deal. It's only Human Sexuality for goodness sake. It's not like you've never boffed anyone before. How hard can it be to explain? Hell, he probably knows it all anyway."

That's when she caught Anju staring at Johnny. "Ooh... He is a hot little number, isn't he? I wouldn't mind getting into
his pants."

Anju snorted in disgust. "
Sex! Is that all you ever have on your mind, Eleanor?"

"Can you think of anything better? Maybe you should give him a
hands on demonstration? If you don't, I will." Eleanor Pomeroy was up and moving before Anju had a chance to retort. For some reason she believed what Eleanor had just said and she felt a pang of... What was it? Jealousy?
 
Johnny

The day of the next lesson comes too quickly for the lad, having enjoyed the night off before. To make it worst, it is raining.

"I will give you a lift, honey. I don't want you to catching your death." She tells him.

Knowing his mother, it is not best to argue. However, the car's engine has the last say and will not start. So he has no choice but to go by foot.

Even with a coat on, he is soaking by the time he reaches Chowdry's front door...
 
Hearing the knock, Anju opened the door to find Johnny standing there, soaked to the skin and shaking.

"Good heavens, boy! Have you completely lost your mind? What were you thinking coming out in weather like this without your mack?" As he stepped into the foyer, a huge puddle forming at his sodden feet, she closed the door behind him, instructing "Get those clothes off before you catch your death."

"Miss??"

"Don't argue, Johnny. Undress. Now." Perhaps it was the mother in her, perhaps it was something else. Anju didn't stop to consider that her student would find her request out of the ordinary. He was a boy. A wet boy. And he needed to get warmed up and into some dry clothes as quickly as possible. Crossing her arms, she stood waiting while he slipped out of his shoes and began to pull his tee shirt over his head.

When he finally stood before her, naked save for his boxers, Anju grabbed the shivering boy's arm and led him straightaway to the guest bathroom where she turned on the shower. Testing the heat of the water, she looked over her shoulder at Johnny. He was standing stock still, staring wide-eyed at his tutor with his hands covering the front of his boxers.

"Well?" She pointed impatiently toward his undergarments. "Take them off and step in here to get the chill off of you."
 
Johnny

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"Well?" She pointed impatiently toward his undergarments. "Take them off and step in here to get the chill off of you."

The boy is blushing furiously as he stands there, wearing just his boxers, his mind still trying to accept the fact that Chowdry is telling him to strip completely.

"H-here, Miss? In front of you?" He asks.

"Of course." She says, sounding as if what she is requesting is a common thing. "Now come along. I do not want your mother complaining that I allowed you to catch a cold."

Realising he has no choice, he gingerly slides his boxers down. Making sure that he keeps his groin covered with his free arm and hand.

"That is better." She says, snatching the garment away from him...
 
Quite unintentionally, Anju's eyes flickered downward over his body when she grabbed the garment from Johnny. He wasn't very muscular, but he had a nice form. Her eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of his...

"Now into the shower with you!" She sputtered, quite embarrassed at having noticed Johnny's penis. And there was the fact that even flaccid, he was larger than her husband by far. She had suspected before, but now...

"Go on. Get in there and let the hot water warm you up. I'll go fetch something for you to put on while these things dry."

Hurrying from the bathroom, Anju went immediately to the laundry room. Deciding against just drying them, she started the washing machine and added detergent before putting the clothes in. Yes, it would keep Johnny there longer, but there was acid rain in this area and it would better serve him if his things were washed thoroughly before he put them back on.

All the while, the image of Johnny naked kept coming back to mind. What was she like? She wasn't supposed to notice things like that. He was her
student for Pete's sake! Yes, she'd been evil and looked on other occasions, but he had been fully clothed.

Oh! And that makes it better? Anju argued back and forth with herself, the whole time wondering how they would ever get through a lesson on human sexuality now. How
she would, that is.
 
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Johnny

Under the jets of the shower, Johnny finds himself shivering despite the heat of the water washing over him. He still cannot believe what he has done and doing. He had stripped naked in front of Chowdry. Not only that, but did she look at him, at his cock??? The thought sends another shiver down his spine as well as makes his organ starts to pulsate.

"I am just leaving this bathrobe outside the door" quickly disspells that notion. Instead he looks for the shower gel or soap only to find that there are none.

Fuck!

Not sure what to do, he just stands there, trying to figure out what to do next.

"Is everything alrighty, Johnny? We haven't got all day!"

"There isn't any soap!" He shouts out before thinking.

There is a pause and the bathroom door opens.

"You sure?" She asks.

"No. Miss."

Fuck! She's coming to the shower door!

At that thought, he feels a throbbing sensation in his groin. Looking down, he sees that his cock is swelling up fast. At that moment, the glass door slides open and Chowdry pops her head inside.

Desperately, he tries to cover his rock hard manhood.

"I was sure I put some there only this morning." She looks around. "Ah! There it is, behind you."

Turning round so that his back is pointing towards her, he sees a small shelf with the soap on.

"Sorry, Miss." He says sheepishly and then quickly freezes.

I'm showing her my naked ass!!!

Looking round, he is in time to see her eyes quickly flick away...
 
She couldn't help smiling...

at Johnny as he glanced over his shoulder at her. She thought she had it now. The way to approach this lesson on Human Sexuality. She would begin by dealing with male physiology. His male physiology.

"Just get yourself washed up, Johnny," Anju said with a glance at her wristwatch. "Your clothes are in the wash and that gives us plenty of time for a lesson. Exams aren't that far away you know."

Sliding the shower door closed, Anju turned and brought her hand up to touch her face as she went back downstairs to wait. Perhaps it was only the steam from the shower, but she was feeling decidedly warm.

"Miss?"

By the time she heard Johnny calling out that he was finished, Anju had assembled a few things to help them along with their lesson. This time she was certain that he would not be bored. And neither would she.

"In here, Johnny. In my office." She looked up at her pupil as he walked nervously into the room. Her husband's robe was far too large on the lad and he held it awkwardly around his body, despite the fact that the sash was tied securely in a knot.

"Sit. There," she gestured toward the chair opposite her own. "I made some chai to help keep you warm. Good then. Let's begin, shall we?"

Johnny glanced at the cup and back at her as she opened the first book and spun it around so he could see the picture inside. "I presume you know what this is."


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Johnny

Still flustered over what had happened in the bathroom, the boy takes a little time to recognise what Chowdry is showing him. Dressed only in a large robe, he is feeling more and more nervous by the minute.

"Well?" Prompts his teacher.

"Erm..well...erm...it's a..." He starts.

"I am waiting." She says in the firm crispy Indian accent.

"It's a penis." He blurts. His face glowing at the effort.

I want to go home!...
 
"Yes. Nothing to be embarrassed about. The only people who don't have a penis are those who have a vulva. That's the name for the female genitalia, in case you weren't familiar with the word. I know you and your mates tend to call it by a lot of other names, but we will use 'vulva' for now and discuss those other names when the time arrives."

Anju glanced across her desk at Johnny. His face was glowing red with embarrassment. No matter, he would get more comfortable with time. At least she hoped he would.

"Okay then. What you may not know is that there is more to the penis than you would think. First of all, there are five main parts that are visible to us: See here." Anju opened another book and turned it to face her pupil whilst pointing out the various parts she was beginning to describe. "The glans or head, the corona, the frenum, the urethral meatus, and the shaft. There is a sixth for uncircumcised men... the prepuce or foreskin. I will explain each of these in a moment."

She looked across the desk at Johnny once again. "Are you circumcised or not?"


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Johnny

Huh?"

What did she just asked him?

"Are you listening to me?" Looking away from the diagram, he sees that Chowdry is looking straight at him.

"Er...er..." He stutters.

"I asked you whether or not you are circumcised or not?"

He feels his face heating up. It is not so much the question, it is also...

"I-I" He starts.

"Yes?"

He has better admit it.

"I-I don't know."...
 
He didn't know? Anju was flabbergasted but tried not to let it show. How could his parents have omitted explaining something as simple as this to the boy? How was she going to explain it? Well, no matter... she would puzzle it out as they went along and fought to stifle the tremor of excitement that spread through her body at the thought.

"I see," she said quietly. "Does your penis resemble either of these images?"

"Umm... Yes, Miss." Johnny looked as though he wanted to fall into the deepest hole he could find and pull the dirt back in over the top of himself.

"Well?" Maybe he
did know afterall.

"Yes, Miss."

"Which, Johnny? I am asking so I can explain."

The boy felt as if her eyes would bore right through him. He knew full well why she was called the Dragon Lady and didn't want to incur her wrath but he didn't understand why she was asking again when he had already answered. "Miss?"

"Have you gone daft? I asked
which picture. Now which is it?"

His face was beet red and Anju wasn't sure if he was going to faint or burst into tears. She couldn't help feel a twinge of sympathy for him, but this was quite ridiculous.

"
Which?" She repeated, her tone of voice letting him know that she would brook no nonsense.

"Dunno. B-both, Miss."

How could he
not know? Anju was beside herself. Before the boy could react, she had moved around her desk and yanked the front of the bathrobe he was wearing open.

"Now let's see." Her eyes dropped and widened. "You are definitely... " This was no shrivelled snail like the one her husband sported. This one was... Anju's hand went to her throat and a throaty moan escaped her lips before she could stop herself. "Un. You are... uncircumcised."
 
Johnny

The boy is growing more and more apprehensive at his teacher's questions to the point he can hardly think anymore.

"Which?" She asks him in that tone which tells him he is in trouble if he doesn't answer.

"Dunno. B-both, Miss." He blurts, almost feeling like he is going to cry. Mrs Chowdry's next action takes him by complete surprise as she comes round to him and pulls his robe apart.

Now let's see." She says, kneeling down in front of him. Unable to move, he just watches her as she look down at his... dick.

"You are definitely... " Chowdry makes a strange groan, her hand flying to her throat, making her heavy chest wobble. "Un. You are... uncircumcised...." Her voice trails off.

Despite his fear, Johnny starts to feel strange as she continues to look at his dick, as if she has never seen one before. He had expected her to get up, but she continues to stare at it.

Ohh! I feel strange!

It starts as a tingling, then it becomes a throbbing and to his realisation and horror, he feels his dick starting to swell, to harden.

I am getting a hardon in front of Chowdry!

Open-mouth, the boy just sits there as his penis, which has a mind of its down, expands down his leg before swiftly (despite its bulk) starting to rise its swelling head. Arrogantly expanding itself to its full girth in front of his teacher's face.

"Oh my!" He hears her say...
 
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Anju watched, mesmerized...

as Johnny's penis began to swell and grow. She knew she should look aside, but she just couldn't. It was just... A second "Ohhh" escaped her lips. She should stand back up or something. It wasn't very seemly for her to be squatting in front of her pupil like this. But she had to know so that she could explain. Didn't she? But now what?

The tingling in her choot was so strong that it almost kept her from thinking. She was hot and wet and aching, but she had to stay in control. She had to...
touch it.

"Perhaps this is a good thing, Johnny. It will be much... easier... to explain the parts of the penis using your own. You don't mind. Do you?"

Looking up at Johnny, Anju tried to sound 'business-like' as her fingers slipped around his girth. Her body twitched in response to his and she struggled to remain composed. But it was so...

"This is the foreskin, or prepuce." She pushed the skin back gently, though it had retracted quite a bit on its own. It's a loose tube of skin, attached at the base and the head, that covers the shaft of your c... penis."
Was it getting warmer in here? "It's as normal to be circumcised as not. And you are not."

"There are some who think there is no purpose to the foreskin. Others would disagree. It's very sensitive, yes?" Subconsciously her hand had begun to move up and down its length and she barely heard Johnny's low gasp. "That is because it is filled with nerve endings called stretch receptors that are stimulated when the foreskin is stretched, rolled or massaged."

Anju looked up at Johnny again. His eyes were slightly closed, but she definitely had his attention. "Do you masturbate?"
 
She didn't wait for his answer...

and if he gave one, she didn't hear it. "The foreskin sliding up and down the shaft," Anju paused to run her fingertip along the length of his penis to illustrate what she meant by 'shaft'. "helps to avoid friction while masturbating or having intercourse because it acts as a lubricant of sorts."

The tone of Anju's voice had grown lower, hoarser as she continued the 'lesson'. "Now on to the
urethral meatus. That would be this little opening on the tip of your penis." She touched it lightly, spreading out the droplet that had formed there.

"This is the opening of the urethra. Where urine and re-ejaculatory fluid and eventually semen come out. See? This is pre... Did you say you had masturbated or not?" Anju continued, almost speaking from rote. "The urethra in a male has both a urinary function and a reproductive function, unlike in women. But we'll get to that another time. Yes... "

The image of laying back and spreading herself open...
Stop this, Anju! You have really gone overboard now. But she couldn't stop. She wanted, needed to go on.

She was almost surprised to find that she was still smoothing the precum over "This is the glans. Kind of looks like a mushroom, doesn't it? Or a helmet. It's the most sensitive part of the penis, by the way." She drew in her breath as she felt him twitch again and licked her lips to moisten them. Her mouth was so...
dry.
 
Johnny

"Little" Johnny is not really listening as he savours the feel of her hand on his erection. Never has he felt anything so good. Looking down, he sees the purple helmet (as she has called) it only inches away from her face, her mouth.

Ohhh. If she would only suck it!

The sudden thought of her thick brown lips sliding over his hot flesh causes his cock first to lurch.

"Ohhhh, Miss!" He gasps as he feels a tingling sensation in his groin. Suddenly his body stiffens and something starts to shoot up the inside of his cock...
 
It happened so fast...

that Anju didn't have time to consider what was actually happening.

"Ohhhh, Miss!"

Alarmed, she looked up at Johnny's face to see what was wrong. Had she gone too far? She had been foolish and now she had upset the boy. Before she could complete her thought, his penis twitched again, more violently this time, and he erupted.

"Oh my... " She watched transfixed as her student quickly wrapped his fingers around his thick shaft and began stroking it. The sperm was shooting onto her face and hair and all over his chest and legs. Anju reached out to guide his hand, wanting to feel the force of his pulsing orgasm.

She had never seen anyone cum before and she could feel herself teetering on the edge of her own. Gods! She hadn't even touched herself! Anju slipped her free hand under her skirt and rubbed herself over the silky wet gusset of her panties.

So what if he noticed. Things couldn't be any worse than they already were. She had practically seduced her student. No. There was nothing to lose. Anju whispered to Johnny as she rubbed, "It's okay, Johnny.
This is masturbation."
 
Johnny

Shaking, the boy fights for breath as the pleasure waves slowly die down. As if coming out of a waking dream, he slowly focuses on the face watching him.

"It's okay, Johnny. This is masturbation." He hears her tell him.

Then he sees that her face is soaking, covered in small chunks of white stuff and reality hits him like a speeding training.

I have just cum!

And suddenly he is filled with such elation. He has cum...

over Mrs Chowdry!!!

He freezes as the realisation dawns. Eruptly, elation is replaced by fear at what he has done, causing Johnny to leap to his feet, almost knocking his Indian teacher over, and scrambles madly away from the room.

"Johnny!!?? Where are you going?" He hears her call.

He doesn't answer. He has to get away. Instead, he rushes out the front door and only to then realise he is wearing just a robe, the front still open. He stops.

"Johnny." Sheepishly, he turns to see Mrs Chowdry standing at the door...
 
Anju's heart lurched...

when her student bolted from his chair. Well, she had taken the risk and played the fool's game. She would lose everything now and she had no one to blame except herself. Maybe... She rose to follow him as he fled toward the front door.

"Johnny," she called out, hoping that he would answer. Perhaps if she apologized? Anju reached the front door as Johnny ran out onto the front walk and stopped. Why was he... ??

The sheepish look on Johnny's face said it all. Anju grinned at him, crooking her finger to call him back. Johnny was still only wearing a robe. An
open robe at that. Both of them had forgotten that his clothes were in the wash.

"Come back, Johnny. You can't go anywhere undressed like that," she said. "I'll put your clothes into the dryer and you can leave when they are dry."

Okay. Anju breathed a quiet sigh. She had a slight reprieve. But what was she going to do with it?

"Johnny. I have to clean up... and so do you. I would like to talk about what just happened as well."
 
Johnny

It is a really sheepish Johnny that follows Chowdry back into the house and up the stairs into the bathroom.

Making him go first, the boy quickly showers and comes out wearing his robe.

"You finished?" The Indian woman asks. She must have been standing by the door the whole time. Maybe to stop him from running out again. "Your clothes are dried and are in the spare room...there. Get changed and go and make yourself a drink. I will have a coffee."

The boy nods. Quickly getting dressed, he goes downstairs and makes the coffee while he has some juice.

"I see you are still here." Chowdry smiles as she enters the kitchen. He sees that she has changed her clothes and is now wearing an Indian dress (sari)...
 
Anju had chosen what she wore carefully...

The choli and waist-to-floor underslip she wore were made of magenta silk. The choli was fitted perfectly, short sleeved and low cut, accentuating the magnificence of her breasts beneath the six yards of sheer floral gauze that swathed her body before ending with the pallu draped over her left shoulder. She hadn't applied the bindi to her forehead, nor had she put vermillion in her part, but she had brushed it to a lustrous black sheen and it was held back with intricate combs dotted with pearls.

When she walked into the kitchen, Johnny was just finishing a glass of orange juice. Anju smiled at the look of admiration that flickered across his face. She had chosen well. There was something intimately sensual about a sari -- both for the woman who wore it and the man who looked at her in it.

"I see you are still here. Thank you for staying, Johnny. Come with me, please?" Taking up the coffee that he had made while she cleaned up, she led him back into her office. Once there, she motioned for him to take his seat again, knowing full well that he would remember what had happened there just a short while ago. That was what she hoped at any rate, as a slight shiver swept through her causing her nipples to pucker and strain against the skin tight choli.

Anju didn't sit, walking around the room instead. She sipped at her coffee, surreptitiously watching the boy as he watched her. Her sari billowed outward gently with her movement, the scent of her perfumed body filled the room.

"Right," she finally said quite matter-of-factly. "That was quite a lesson, wasn't it? You shouldn't be embarrassed or ashamed. What happened was quite natural, in fact. Indeed, I don't think we would have found a better way of explaining ejaculation in any text."

Anju moved again, closer to her student this time. She knew that he could see her bare midriff quite clearly. She could feel the moistness gathering between her legs and wondered if he, too was thinking about what treasure might lie just below.

Adjusting the pallu, she let her fingers trail over her breast mindlessly. She had seen what this boy had to offer and she would not be denied.

"I've come to a conclusion here. Sex is something we have to learn on our own by understanding ourselves and our bodies. Only then can we communicate with a partner about what we like and what we need, and really get a grasp on the whole of our sexual life. Do you see?" Anju pointed at the pile of books on her desk.

"We will continue to use these, but we will take a different approach now. A more personal approach. Are you willing? Your future depends on your willingness. You have to pass, you see?"
 
Johnny

In her office, the boy stands there rock solid as his teacher speaks. His eyes wide as he looks at her.

In school, Mrs Chowdry was called a lot of things but never hot. Now after what has just happened and seeing her wearing that Indian dress, seeing her bare bellybutton, causes him to feel funny inside, making his mouth dry. More than that, he can feel himself stiffening.

Almost mindlessly, he watches her as she runs her hand over her tit.

Fuck!

Now he is definitely getting another hard on.

"Johnny? Johnny?"

Huh? Shit! He realised that he hasn't been heard what she was saying.

"Erm, yeah, Miss."

"Have you listened to a word I have said?"

He feels his face reddening.

She is standing directly in front of him now. He can smell her strange perfume. Making him harder than ever. He wants to run, to get away. He also wants to stay, to learn more that this sexy woman will show him, hopefully show him...
 
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