Jenny's Tutor
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
27
Views:
18,553
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction about sex between adults and minors, aged 6-17. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Chapter 20
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As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
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Chapter 20
It was cold and raining when he woke up on Saturday. His mother drove him to Karate and promised she wouldn't be late picking him up. "And please, Mom, don't embarrass me this afternoon. Tell Dad also, OK?"
Marcus was too nervous to eat any lunch. He changed his outfit three times, and then paced around the living room. His Dad empathized; he remembered being in Junior High. "I'm going out for beer for our bridge party tomorrow, Son. Want to go with me?"
"No thanks." Ten minutes after his father left, he heard a car on the driveway. It was Mrs. Harkness. Marcus grabbed his coat and umbrella and ran out to meet it. He protected his fragile little angel from the rain until they got inside. She'd brought along her yellow book. "We can hang our wet coats in the laundry room, Jenny. Follow me." While he was hanging up both their coats, Jenny began taking off the rest of her clothes. Marcus smiled. She was as anxious as he was to start playing. He quickly stripped, put his arm around her shoulder and began leading her to the stairs.
When they passed the kitchen, Jenny said, "Ooooh, that smells good."
"I just took a fresh batch of brownies out of the oven," explained Mrs. Spencer. "Want some?"
"Later, Mom. We was just going up to..." But Jenny had already turned into the kitchen. Deflated, Marcus found himself sitting naked beside his girl friend at the kitchen island, when he really wanted to get her upstairs on his bed. His mother set plates of warm chocolatey brownies in front of them. Jenny nibbled at hers, giggled, then fed some to Marcus. He couldn't help laughing also. He didn't have her in his bed yet, but every moment with Jenny was still wonderful.
Mrs. Spencer refilled their plates. She didn't sense any need to hurry. "How long have you been going to Joel, Jenny?"
Swallowing another bite of brownie, she answered, "I had six lessons so far."
"Do you like it?"
"Oh yes. I get gold stars every week. I brought my book if you want to see."
A deep voice behind them said, "I'd like to see your book."
"Oh, hi, Dad, yeah you can look at the book later, Jenny and me was just about to go..." But it was no use, Jenny had already gone back to the laundry room to retrieve her exercise book.
Mr. Spencer watched her every bare-assed step with keen interest. "Bring it into the living room, Darling. We can sit on the couch and look at it." Marcus looked longingly toward the staircase as he sat on one side of his father. Somehow, his Dad managed to maneuver himself in between the two naked lovers. Jenny didn't seem to mind at all. "Now, let's see what you've learned so far, little girl." He opened the book on his lap.
"Well, the first week I learned how to get naked. No undershirt. No panties. It felt real funny at first. Now I don't mind it at all."
"I can see that. You're a very pretty little girl, Jenny." Marcus stewed as he listened to his own father hitting on his girl friend. Jenny giggled and told Mr. Spencer what happened at McDonalds that first week. "Ha, ha. You must have been embarrassed. But it wasn't as bad as when Marcus had that lesson."
"No, Dad, don't tell about the..."
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Chapter 20
It was cold and raining when he woke up on Saturday. His mother drove him to Karate and promised she wouldn't be late picking him up. "And please, Mom, don't embarrass me this afternoon. Tell Dad also, OK?"
Marcus was too nervous to eat any lunch. He changed his outfit three times, and then paced around the living room. His Dad empathized; he remembered being in Junior High. "I'm going out for beer for our bridge party tomorrow, Son. Want to go with me?"
"No thanks." Ten minutes after his father left, he heard a car on the driveway. It was Mrs. Harkness. Marcus grabbed his coat and umbrella and ran out to meet it. He protected his fragile little angel from the rain until they got inside. She'd brought along her yellow book. "We can hang our wet coats in the laundry room, Jenny. Follow me." While he was hanging up both their coats, Jenny began taking off the rest of her clothes. Marcus smiled. She was as anxious as he was to start playing. He quickly stripped, put his arm around her shoulder and began leading her to the stairs.
When they passed the kitchen, Jenny said, "Ooooh, that smells good."
"I just took a fresh batch of brownies out of the oven," explained Mrs. Spencer. "Want some?"
"Later, Mom. We was just going up to..." But Jenny had already turned into the kitchen. Deflated, Marcus found himself sitting naked beside his girl friend at the kitchen island, when he really wanted to get her upstairs on his bed. His mother set plates of warm chocolatey brownies in front of them. Jenny nibbled at hers, giggled, then fed some to Marcus. He couldn't help laughing also. He didn't have her in his bed yet, but every moment with Jenny was still wonderful.
Mrs. Spencer refilled their plates. She didn't sense any need to hurry. "How long have you been going to Joel, Jenny?"
Swallowing another bite of brownie, she answered, "I had six lessons so far."
"Do you like it?"
"Oh yes. I get gold stars every week. I brought my book if you want to see."
A deep voice behind them said, "I'd like to see your book."
"Oh, hi, Dad, yeah you can look at the book later, Jenny and me was just about to go..." But it was no use, Jenny had already gone back to the laundry room to retrieve her exercise book.
Mr. Spencer watched her every bare-assed step with keen interest. "Bring it into the living room, Darling. We can sit on the couch and look at it." Marcus looked longingly toward the staircase as he sat on one side of his father. Somehow, his Dad managed to maneuver himself in between the two naked lovers. Jenny didn't seem to mind at all. "Now, let's see what you've learned so far, little girl." He opened the book on his lap.
"Well, the first week I learned how to get naked. No undershirt. No panties. It felt real funny at first. Now I don't mind it at all."
"I can see that. You're a very pretty little girl, Jenny." Marcus stewed as he listened to his own father hitting on his girl friend. Jenny giggled and told Mr. Spencer what happened at McDonalds that first week. "Ha, ha. You must have been embarrassed. But it wasn't as bad as when Marcus had that lesson."
"No, Dad, don't tell about the..."
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.