Gary snapped his hand away then sat glaring at the wall covered with old paint. He felt his penis retract then he tried to sense he was fondling the lady’s huge breasts. After a few moments, Gray realized he needed to actually be touching the lady’s breasts if anything was going to happen. An hour later, Gary rolled over on his side with his back to his bride and fell asleep with thoughts of the buxom blonde across the street gently sucking his penis as she manipulated his scrotum with gentle maturity.
Sunday morning, Gary woke to find Suzy gone. He glanced at the alarm clock and after noticing it was 8 o’clock he panicked. “Holy shit, I can’t believe I slept this late … fuck … Suzy never even tried to get me up … damn … I’m loosing time with my teacher … shit … what am I going to wear … fuck it … the same ol same ol … why not … it worked the last time,” reasoned Gary as he paced the bedroom’s squeaky wooden floor. Then he glanced across the street and noticed half opened drapes in the right hand living room window.
A half hour later, Gary found himself standing on the lady’s front door stoop pressing the doorbell button. A few moments later, Gary decided nothing would happen that day then suddenly the door opened and to his surprise the lady was standing with a cup of coffee in her hand at her waist.
“Well … good morning, Gary” Lane said with a harsh voice as Gary scanned her voluptuous body behind the shear cloth of her nightgown.
“Hi … Lane … Um … Am I too early?” Gray asked with a nervous tone to his voice.
Lane quickly scanned Gary’s clothes and giggled a little inside. She had already outlined her syllabus and needed to get a few things out in the open before taking on the innocence before her. “Come in …please … have a seat at the table … let’s chat,” she said as she opened her free arm offering Gary direction.
Gary thought; ‘this is going to be wild, I can feel it.’
After Gary sat, Lane approached him, set her coffee cup on the table and began running her fingers through Gary’s hair. Gary felt his penis rise and he wondered how long it would take the lady to get him to ejaculate in his pants.
“Gary … lesson number one … personal hygiene,” Lane said as she circled behind Gary then placed her hands on his shoulders, “Take your time when bathing Gary, and thoroughly wash everything … your hair …your face … your body … your armpits … your penis … your scrotum … your anus … and especially your mind.”
Gary felt his world imploding and there was little he could do to argue Lane’s point. Then he waited for her next words as his penis began to retract while Lane gently rubbed his shoulder muscles.
“I know, I have a problem with body odor … I’ll go take a shower and get cleaned up … then come back … should be an hour or so,” said Gary confidently.
“Don’t waist your time honey, I won’t answer the door when you come back … I have a small package of personal care products for you on the kitchen counter … I want you to study each item carefully, read the directions … think about me when you use them and get back to me next weekend … okay?” said Lane as Gary felt her gentle hands lift away from his shoulders.