Jenny's Tutor
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Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
27
Views:
18,541
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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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 8
©2010 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
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 8
It was a quarter to five when they got home. Elsie began unpacking all her purchases, while Jenny grabbed her school bag. "Mommy, I want to do my homework now."
"That's a good idea, Sweetie." Jenny always had a page of arithmetic to do for second grade. But when Elsie glanced over at her daughter, she was taking her clothes off. "Oh, you mean your exercises for Joel!"
"I thought I could do them both together, Mommy."
"Sure, Sweetie, there's no reason you can't be naked when you do your adding and subtracting. But, remember what Joel said, you have to do your exercises at the same time every day." She took her Blackberry out of her purse and programmed it to beep at 4:55 every day. "OK, Sweetie, at 5:25, you can get dressed again." She smiled to herself. Joel really had worked a small miracle. Jenny was actually showing some enthusiasm for doing her exercises. She must want to start getting her gold stars like Brad.
That evening when Chester Harkness heard his wife's report, he too was pleased. He promised he'd try to get home early enough on Wednesday to see Jenny doing her first exercise. And he was very happy to be part of her second exercise. He sat on the side of her bed before she slipped her nightgown on and pointed to each of her nipples as she called out "titties." Then he put his finger on her darling asshole and she shouted "poopy." And finally, he put his finger in her adorable honey pot and she practically screamed "cunny." How he was tempted to do more, to kiss her, to lick her young breast, to eat that bald pussy. His penis was urging him to go further, but he managed to resist. He'd paid $750 for the tutor's expertise, and one of the stipulations was that he and Elsie couldn't initiate any activities outside the curriculum. So he tucked his baby into bed and hurried down the hall to join his wife and test out some of the merchandise from the Pleasure Palace.
On Wednesday, Jenny finished her arithmetic right after she got home from school, like she usually did, then went outside to jump rope. After a while, she got bored and came inside again. "What can I do?" she asked her mother.
"You can help set the table for supper, Sweetie." She handed her the knives and forks. Suddenly, the alert rang, and they both looked at each other. "4:55. Time for your exercise, Sweetie." Jenny quickly stripped and went back to get the napkins. Her daddy did come home in time to see his baby helping her mother, wearing nothing but a big smile.
On Thursday, Chester called and told his wife he had to work late at the office. Elsie didn't feel like cooking. "Jenny, Sweetie, how would you like to go to McDonalds for supper." Jenny thought that was a super idea. She loved the Happy Meals. So at 4:55, there they were, sitting in a booth with their burgers and fries when the alert sounded. Jenny and Elsie stared at each other. "We can wait 'til we get home to do your exercise today, Sweetie."
"No, Mommy, you heard what Joel said, we gotta do it now, no matter what we doing. I want to get my gold star." She was starting to tear up.
"Well, OK, Sweetie." Jenny took off her play clothes and sat there in the middle of McDonalds in her birthday suit. They finished eating quickly, and then Elsie grabbed all of the clothes, and they went out to the car, as clerks and fryers, women eating with their kids, construction workers and hungry teenagers, all followed them with their eyes.
On Friday, both Elsie and Jenny kept careful track of the time. "What time is it now?" Jenny asked over and over. When 5:25 came, she could finally relax again. By now, she was even feeling relaxed when Daddy had her name her girl parts each night in bed. And Chester himself was getting used to the routine also so his dick wasn't quite so desperate for attention.
On Saturday, Chester was home all day, so when 4:55 came, he was there to see his daughter dutifully take off her clothes. He was so proud of her. He asked her to sit on his lap while he watched the ball game on TV. Her nudity was beginning to seem quite natural to the whole family.
The bell rang, and her mother opened the door. There was a man in his fifties in a brown uniform carrying a box about the size of a toaster. "Special delivery package, Ma'am, for a Ms. Elsie Harkness. You have to sign for it."
"Oh, it must be the..., well, it's something I ordered. Come on in, let me get my pen." The delivery man nodded to her husband and daughter and waited for Elsie to finish signing the form. She gave him a buck tip, and he left.
"Mommy!"
"What, Sweetie?"
"I just realized he saw me naked. I forgot I didn't have no clothes on."
"I'm sure the nice man thinks you're a beautiful little girl."
On Sunday, at 4:00, the Gundersons came over for a round of bridge. When the PDA announced the time for Jenny's exercise, Phil Gunderson was treated to a lovely display of seven-year old pulchritude. Elsie felt she had to explain why Jenny took off her clothes.
Cathy Gunderson was very supportive. "It's very important to practice every day, no matter what. When Phil Junior started taking violin lessons, it was like pulling teeth to get him to do his exercises. He'd much rather have been out playing ball with his friends. That was seven years ago, and now, he plays beautifully. He's in the school orchestra, and he may even get a music scholarship to college."
"You hear that, Jenny?" Phil chortled as he rubbed his crotch under the card table. "You keep practicing, Darling, and you too could win a scholarship!" Chester broke into laughter.
"Well," Cathy continued, "I think it's wonderful the opportunities children have nowadays. When I was a girl I knew nothing about sex. Remember, Phil, on our wedding night?" Phil nodded.
"You were a virgin?" Elsie asked. "Oh you poor girl." They all laughed.
.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 8
It was a quarter to five when they got home. Elsie began unpacking all her purchases, while Jenny grabbed her school bag. "Mommy, I want to do my homework now."
"That's a good idea, Sweetie." Jenny always had a page of arithmetic to do for second grade. But when Elsie glanced over at her daughter, she was taking her clothes off. "Oh, you mean your exercises for Joel!"
"I thought I could do them both together, Mommy."
"Sure, Sweetie, there's no reason you can't be naked when you do your adding and subtracting. But, remember what Joel said, you have to do your exercises at the same time every day." She took her Blackberry out of her purse and programmed it to beep at 4:55 every day. "OK, Sweetie, at 5:25, you can get dressed again." She smiled to herself. Joel really had worked a small miracle. Jenny was actually showing some enthusiasm for doing her exercises. She must want to start getting her gold stars like Brad.
That evening when Chester Harkness heard his wife's report, he too was pleased. He promised he'd try to get home early enough on Wednesday to see Jenny doing her first exercise. And he was very happy to be part of her second exercise. He sat on the side of her bed before she slipped her nightgown on and pointed to each of her nipples as she called out "titties." Then he put his finger on her darling asshole and she shouted "poopy." And finally, he put his finger in her adorable honey pot and she practically screamed "cunny." How he was tempted to do more, to kiss her, to lick her young breast, to eat that bald pussy. His penis was urging him to go further, but he managed to resist. He'd paid $750 for the tutor's expertise, and one of the stipulations was that he and Elsie couldn't initiate any activities outside the curriculum. So he tucked his baby into bed and hurried down the hall to join his wife and test out some of the merchandise from the Pleasure Palace.
On Wednesday, Jenny finished her arithmetic right after she got home from school, like she usually did, then went outside to jump rope. After a while, she got bored and came inside again. "What can I do?" she asked her mother.
"You can help set the table for supper, Sweetie." She handed her the knives and forks. Suddenly, the alert rang, and they both looked at each other. "4:55. Time for your exercise, Sweetie." Jenny quickly stripped and went back to get the napkins. Her daddy did come home in time to see his baby helping her mother, wearing nothing but a big smile.
On Thursday, Chester called and told his wife he had to work late at the office. Elsie didn't feel like cooking. "Jenny, Sweetie, how would you like to go to McDonalds for supper." Jenny thought that was a super idea. She loved the Happy Meals. So at 4:55, there they were, sitting in a booth with their burgers and fries when the alert sounded. Jenny and Elsie stared at each other. "We can wait 'til we get home to do your exercise today, Sweetie."
"No, Mommy, you heard what Joel said, we gotta do it now, no matter what we doing. I want to get my gold star." She was starting to tear up.
"Well, OK, Sweetie." Jenny took off her play clothes and sat there in the middle of McDonalds in her birthday suit. They finished eating quickly, and then Elsie grabbed all of the clothes, and they went out to the car, as clerks and fryers, women eating with their kids, construction workers and hungry teenagers, all followed them with their eyes.
On Friday, both Elsie and Jenny kept careful track of the time. "What time is it now?" Jenny asked over and over. When 5:25 came, she could finally relax again. By now, she was even feeling relaxed when Daddy had her name her girl parts each night in bed. And Chester himself was getting used to the routine also so his dick wasn't quite so desperate for attention.
On Saturday, Chester was home all day, so when 4:55 came, he was there to see his daughter dutifully take off her clothes. He was so proud of her. He asked her to sit on his lap while he watched the ball game on TV. Her nudity was beginning to seem quite natural to the whole family.
The bell rang, and her mother opened the door. There was a man in his fifties in a brown uniform carrying a box about the size of a toaster. "Special delivery package, Ma'am, for a Ms. Elsie Harkness. You have to sign for it."
"Oh, it must be the..., well, it's something I ordered. Come on in, let me get my pen." The delivery man nodded to her husband and daughter and waited for Elsie to finish signing the form. She gave him a buck tip, and he left.
"Mommy!"
"What, Sweetie?"
"I just realized he saw me naked. I forgot I didn't have no clothes on."
"I'm sure the nice man thinks you're a beautiful little girl."
On Sunday, at 4:00, the Gundersons came over for a round of bridge. When the PDA announced the time for Jenny's exercise, Phil Gunderson was treated to a lovely display of seven-year old pulchritude. Elsie felt she had to explain why Jenny took off her clothes.
Cathy Gunderson was very supportive. "It's very important to practice every day, no matter what. When Phil Junior started taking violin lessons, it was like pulling teeth to get him to do his exercises. He'd much rather have been out playing ball with his friends. That was seven years ago, and now, he plays beautifully. He's in the school orchestra, and he may even get a music scholarship to college."
"You hear that, Jenny?" Phil chortled as he rubbed his crotch under the card table. "You keep practicing, Darling, and you too could win a scholarship!" Chester broke into laughter.
"Well," Cathy continued, "I think it's wonderful the opportunities children have nowadays. When I was a girl I knew nothing about sex. Remember, Phil, on our wedding night?" Phil nodded.
"You were a virgin?" Elsie asked. "Oh you poor girl." They all laughed.
.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.