I was staying overseas with friends of the family, my folks were part of an overseas american company (managers) and wanted me to stay there while on a business trip for a couple of weeks, as I was nearing finals in school. One of the people I was staying with, Ms. Q as I will call her, aided me greatly in preparing for the exams, as I still had some problems with the philosiphy and art of their culture, not to mention the more subtle nuances of the language.
Part of her help was teaching me to better understand the artwork, and how it symbolic meaning interplayed in the language. I was getting parts of it, but after a twelve huor day I was frustrated and hitting a brick wall. Ms. Q said she had a great incentive for me, if I could crack the next part succesfully. Her smile was somewhat full of mischief, but like normal, I figured i was reading too much into it. I failed miserably on the next part, and she got me a drink (not alcohol) to ease my mind.
Talking with her, she inquired about my love life, and i had to explain there was no real time right now for one. I had to excell above everyghing to fit in, but asked her some general questions about women, for the future. I was not a typical teen, lusting after everything in sight that was human female. I found such behaviour undignified, and was declared ‘prudish’ and ‘old fashioned’ by other american teen boys.
Ms. Q was in her words ‘delighted’ that someone respected her advice, and her wisdom, that was my age. After some time, she pulled my soda away and scooted her chair to right in front of me, bending close enough i caught a glimpse of her breasts, but looked away quickly. She giggled like a musical glass chime, and soon had my hand in hers, slippped it under her shirt, and placed it on hr breast. I just looked at her in shock, and she tehn kissed me fully, hand on my cheek.
The next bit was confusing, but I remember her being nude, and then getting on top of me, after removing my pants. She slid my cock deep into her, and started riding me for all it was worth. It didnt last long, and was a secret between the two of us for a long time, yet she was the best teacher ever.
To Ms. Q, the best first teacher ever.
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