Name, John Duncan
Occupation English/Maths teacher
Divorced
Age 43
Height 6'1"
I was talking to an old friend who asked if I would do him and his wife a big favour. He said that his daughter Amy had done badly in her exams and seeing that I was a teacher, did I mind giving her some home tuition so that her grades would improve. Not one to refuse a friend a favour I agreed and said that I would call round at the weekend and talk about it with them.
It had been a few years since I had first met them and at the time was still married to my ex-wife.
The weekend came and I drove over to their house. Ringing the bell, the door was answered a few seconds later by a young woman who I took to be their daughter.
"Hello, you must be Amy, Your Mom and Dad are expecting me to talk about giving you some extra home tuition." I said looking at her and thinking, this young lady has a bit of an attitude.
I followed Amy down the hallway and couldn't help notice the way she swung her hips as she walked. She was about 5'.8" tall with nice rounded hips, at a guess I would say they were about 36"and her pert little breasts were about a 32". She wore a short pleated skirt, white blouse and white knee high socks.
We walked into the lounge and her father stood up shook my hand and told me to sit down ushering me to the couch.
Amy sat at the table with her Mom as her Dad and I talked about the extra lessons then turned to Amy and asked her what subjects she needed to improve on. I turned slightly towards the table and noticed that Amy was sitting with her legs slightly opengiving me a glimpse of her white panties.
Amy piped up,"my problem is in math, I just don't seem to get it." smiling a little she was looking her new "tutor" over , she had always had a thing for older men.
"So when can we get started, I admit I need a lot of help."
I had to avert my eyes as Amy started to talk and looking questioningly at her Dad said, "How about I come over on a Saturday morning and we can run through where you are up to and I can help with any homework?"
Looking back to Amy for an answer, I swear that she had opened her legs slightly wider.
I make arrangements for to call on Saturday morning and sit talking for a while to Amy's Dad and Mom. As I talk to her Mom I take sneaky glances in Amy's direction and notice that she is keep on opening and closing her legs slightly but enough to arouse my interest at the patch of white material nestled under her skirt.
Eventually I make my excuses and get up to leave for home and Amy stands up walking towards the door to let me out. As we reach the front door Amy opens it but just enough so that as I walk past I brush against her and am able to feel the fiirmness of her pert little breasts brush against my arm.
"See you on Saturday Amy," I say and walk down the pathway to my car.
I sat in the car for a few moments to allow my cock to soften as Amy brushing her breasts across my arm on the way out had triggered thoughts of me putting my hands over them and caressing their firmness.
It had been a while since I had had any close contact with females and I wondered if she had done it on purpose and found that I was looking forward to seeing her on Saturday.
Amy said goodnight to her parents and headed up the stairs, she needed a rub, and she knew just the massager to do it.
Locking her bedroom door behind her Amy pulled open her top drawer pulling out her pocket rocket, she walked over to her bed parted her pretty little thighs and removed her panties, as she touched her self she thought only of how it would feel to have him touch her, kiss her, fill her.
A while later she pulled of ehr shirt and skirt and crawled into bed, to sleep
On arriving home I poured myself a large whisky and sat down to read. I couldn't concentrate on the book as my mind kept wandering back to Amy brushing her firm little breasts against me. I felt my cock start to harden at the thought of fondling her young flesh a soon it was throbbing in the confines of my pants. I picked up my whisky and headed upstairs to the shower hoping the cool water would calm me down.
As I worked up a lather with the soap my hand started to idly stroke up and down my cock and I imagined that it was Amy's wet pussy. Did she shave her pussy I asked myself, as thoughts of her naked body soon had me jerking my cock.
Amy crawled out of her bed on Saturday morning stretching, she walked slowly to the bathroom.
Leaning over she turned on the tap and climbed under the hot spray of water, washing her hair and then her body she got back out of the shower, wrappign a towel around herself, walking down the hall to her room.
Once in her room she dropped the towel and headed for her closet, she had to pick out the perfect outfit, ruffling through her close she settled on a pink skirt, and a white tube top. This meant she did not have to wear a bra.
She slid into her pink lace thong and her skirt, then she slid her top over her head.
Waking up the next morning I showered again and started to get dressed. I thought back to last night and how I had jerked off in the shower thinking about Amy's body and my hands running over her little breasts making her nipples hard so I could suck them into my mouth and tease them with my tongue until she was begging me to fuck her tight little pussy.
I snapped out of these thoughts and told myself that she was a friends daughter and I was only going over to help her with her school work.
Amy walked down stairs her books in her hand, she would never get math but, well she was interested in trying.
Going into the kistchen she got a glass of pop and sat at the island, she hated the dinning room it was so formal and here she could sit closer to John.
Amy topped her fingers on the table and sipped her pop while she waited
'would he still come?'
Arriving at Amy's house I rang the doorbell and waited, wondering if she would be home alone or if her Mom or Daddy would be home as well.
Wicked thoughts started to cross my mind as to how I could start getting close up and personal with her, or if she would tell her mom and daddy if I tried it on with her..
hearing the door bell Amy jumped up from her seat in the kitchen. Walking to the front door Amy opened it.
"Hey, come on in, I have my books in the kitchen."
Letting him walk past her Amy locked the front door and followed him to the kitchen.
"Would you like something to drink."
"If you have any lemonade, I would love a one," I said to Amy and sat down on the stool near her open books. I watched as she walked over to a cupboard and took a glass out then went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle, unscrewed the cap and poured the lemonade into the glass.
As Amy walked backtowards me I couldn't help but notice her hard little nipple were sticking out and pointing the material of the tube top she was wearing.
Amy pured his Lemonaid and walked back oevr to him, taking the stool next to him at the island, she set down his glass.
"So where should we start?"
Amy crossed her leg allowing her foot to graze his leg as it settled over her thigh.
I felt Amy's foot graze my leg and thought, this is only the second time I have met her and both times she has made body contact with me in some way. Sitting so close to me as she opened her books, I moved my leg a little so that our thighs made contact testing the water to see if she moved away. Two can play at that game, if Amy was coming on to me I would love to see how far she was willing to go.
As Amy didn't move her thigh away from mine, she looked at me coyly and I leant closer so that I could see her books to find out what level she was up to. Her body seemed to radiate a kind of sensual heat and her breathing was a little erratic as she spoke.
Was she testing me to see how far she could flirt I wondered..
Amy looked down at her book and then back up "So do you have any ideas as to what might make all of this 'sink in'" smiling she sipped her cola through a straw.