aching to touch him, but he was out of her reach. She grabbed hold of the only thing available to her, the comforter. She felt no fear this time, but instead a burning sensation was coursing through her body, and his actions were the cause. As he reached her feet, he carefully removed her shoes and stockings, and then pulled the slacks all the way off.
She was exposed before his eyes, only clothed in her underwear, feeling not one bit shy or ashamed. He sat back on his heels, playing with her feet. Looking at him, she was surprised at the expression on his face. There was not a trace of disgust; he was devouring her with his eyes as he massaged her feet.
She cried his name. “Jeff!“ He focused on her face and crawled back up to her side. She watched his progress, noticing he still was wearing his opened jeans. As he lay down beside her, she started to move. He started to protest, but she stilled him with her eyes. “What was good for the goose is good for the gander,“ she declared. It was her turn to do the same to him. She rolled him on his back and leaned over and kissed him full on the lips. He started to reach for her, but she sat back on her heels. Quickly grabbing his hands, she placed them under his head, begging him with her eyes to keep them there. He nodded, smiling that he understood.
Satisfied, she began her exploration of his body. Using her hands first, then her lips, she caressed his exposed, upper body. She heard him occasionally call out her name as she made her way down his body. As she reached his stomach, he reached out to touch her. She sat up and looked pointedly at him, frowning. Feeling a little guilty, he chuckled and returned his hand back under his head. Smiling, she continued on her path. At the waistband of his underclothes, she crawled to his feet. She undid his laces on his shoes and removed them. Reaching under his pants leg, she removed his socks. Now, the pants , she thought. Moving up, she grabbed the waistband of his jeans, and said one word, “Up!“ He did as commanded and with one, strong tug she had the jeans down to his ankles. As he rested his buns, the pants came off.
***
Chapter Ten
In the aftermath glow of their lovemaking, Jeff and Annie spooned. She was extremely relaxed, as her body heat returned to normal. “Well, did I pass? Or, do I have to do it again, Teacher?“ he asked, kissing her ear lobe.
“Let me think. Oh, you pass,“ she said happily, snuggling deeper against him.
“Damn. I was hoping to have to try again,“ he swore lightly, hugging her close to him. Annie purred deeply like a kitten at her contentment. Hearing and feeling her purr, Jeff whimpered softly like a playful puppy. “I thought you said you were inexperienced,“ he whispered. “The things you did to me. WOW. To whom do I owe for those pleasures?“
Annie giggled lightly. “I guess you should thank the authors of the romance books I read. I will gladly provide you with their names if you want,“ she offered.
“Romance books provide you with that much detail?“ he asked, shocked.
“Yessssss,“ she replied, rolling out of his arms to face him.
“I might have to read one,“ he offered, looking into her eyes.
“Oh, you do not need it. Believe me. You already possess the knowledge,“ she said, provocatively kissing him. “However, I could give you a copy, if you like, so you can gain insight on just what expectations women want guys to fulfill. You know, thinking about it, I feel sorry for you guys. The romance books paint a picture of seduction which I thought, before you, was all fiction. I definitely did not experience this level of satisfaction in my past real encounters. I was too shy, too afraid, too self-conscious, too stupid, too inexperience, too . . .,“ she paused. “I was just too uncomfortable with them,“ she shared
She was exposed before his eyes, only clothed in her underwear, feeling not one bit shy or ashamed. He sat back on his heels, playing with her feet. Looking at him, she was surprised at the expression on his face. There was not a trace of disgust; he was devouring her with his eyes as he massaged her feet.
She cried his name. “Jeff!“ He focused on her face and crawled back up to her side. She watched his progress, noticing he still was wearing his opened jeans. As he lay down beside her, she started to move. He started to protest, but she stilled him with her eyes. “What was good for the goose is good for the gander,“ she declared. It was her turn to do the same to him. She rolled him on his back and leaned over and kissed him full on the lips. He started to reach for her, but she sat back on her heels. Quickly grabbing his hands, she placed them under his head, begging him with her eyes to keep them there. He nodded, smiling that he understood.
Satisfied, she began her exploration of his body. Using her hands first, then her lips, she caressed his exposed, upper body. She heard him occasionally call out her name as she made her way down his body. As she reached his stomach, he reached out to touch her. She sat up and looked pointedly at him, frowning. Feeling a little guilty, he chuckled and returned his hand back under his head. Smiling, she continued on her path. At the waistband of his underclothes, she crawled to his feet. She undid his laces on his shoes and removed them. Reaching under his pants leg, she removed his socks. Now, the pants , she thought. Moving up, she grabbed the waistband of his jeans, and said one word, “Up!“ He did as commanded and with one, strong tug she had the jeans down to his ankles. As he rested his buns, the pants came off.
***
Chapter Ten
In the aftermath glow of their lovemaking, Jeff and Annie spooned. She was extremely relaxed, as her body heat returned to normal. “Well, did I pass? Or, do I have to do it again, Teacher?“ he asked, kissing her ear lobe.
“Let me think. Oh, you pass,“ she said happily, snuggling deeper against him.
“Damn. I was hoping to have to try again,“ he swore lightly, hugging her close to him. Annie purred deeply like a kitten at her contentment. Hearing and feeling her purr, Jeff whimpered softly like a playful puppy. “I thought you said you were inexperienced,“ he whispered. “The things you did to me. WOW. To whom do I owe for those pleasures?“
Annie giggled lightly. “I guess you should thank the authors of the romance books I read. I will gladly provide you with their names if you want,“ she offered.
“Romance books provide you with that much detail?“ he asked, shocked.
“Yessssss,“ she replied, rolling out of his arms to face him.
“I might have to read one,“ he offered, looking into her eyes.
“Oh, you do not need it. Believe me. You already possess the knowledge,“ she said, provocatively kissing him. “However, I could give you a copy, if you like, so you can gain insight on just what expectations women want guys to fulfill. You know, thinking about it, I feel sorry for you guys. The romance books paint a picture of seduction which I thought, before you, was all fiction. I definitely did not experience this level of satisfaction in my past real encounters. I was too shy, too afraid, too self-conscious, too stupid, too inexperience, too . . .,“ she paused. “I was just too uncomfortable with them,“ she shared
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