Indiscretion
Really Really Experienced
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- Dec 16, 2009
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This is the first summer that I've had to work since I started college. I'm worn out from a tough year as captain of the tennis team and from studying hard to keep up my GPA for my med school applications. But I want to get some extra cash together so I can buy a new car.
I've done a lot of academic tutoring before. In fact, I've got a knack for it and word has got around town that I can get some pretty unimpressive high school kids into some pretty great schools. Of course, it helps that I am on very good terms with the Dean of Undergrads at Yale. Anyway, I can charge pretty much what I want to and there are plenty of well-to-do families who are happy to pay the big bucks so their no-good, spoilt kids have a shot at a big time school.
So this summer, I put the word around that I was able to spend 8 weeks living in a family's house tutoring the kids and giving some tennis lessons if required. I was overwhelmed by the interest that I received and there were some pretty high stakes bids on the table. Maybe I'll be able to afford a Porsche.
The family I selected were the Berengers. I don't know much about them save that I think he's an older guy and she's his younger second wife. There are three kids, all in high school. I guess he's some kind of bigshot because they're paying me big bucks to teach their kids enough to get them a decent score on their SATs. Apparently Mrs Berenger wants some tennis lessons as well and some personal training in the home gym.
It sounds like a pretty sweet deal but I still don't know what to expect. I'm a little apprehensive about working all summer. I like to party and I need to blow off some steam. I also have a high sex drive and if I need to have my cock serviced by an enthusiastic woman regularly or I start to get antsy. So as I hail a cab at the train station to take me to the Berengers' house, I'm not sure how this is all going to work out.
As the cab pulls up at what can only be described as a mansion, I whistle softly between my teeth. The grounds are enormous and beautifully manicured and the house itself is a princely example of 19th century American architecture. I pay the cabbie, grab my bags and my racket and ring the doorbell.
A guy in his mid-teens answers the door, and I can only assume that he is one of my new students. He introduces himself as Michael. He's pudgy, unprepossessing and doesn't display much enthusiasm for me, but I put that down to nerves about having a stranger coming to live with him all summer. "Mom's laying out by the pool", he says. "Come through and you can meet her. Dad's at work."
I follow him through a magnificently appointed house to the back yard, where there is a 25 m pool, beautifully landscaped. I see a woman who I at first take to be in her early 20s but on closer examination I see to be in probably her early 40s, laying by the pool on her back. She clearly puts a lot of work into her figure. She also clearly has paid for some work, by the look of her chest, which is plainly out for view as she is topless. In fact, she's practically naked, as she's wearing a pretty scandalous white thong bikini only. She looks at me over her sunglasses, drinking in my tall, muscular frame with her eyes, unabashed by how exposed she is. Immediately, I feel my cock start to harden in my jeans and start to think that this Summer could be more interesting than I had hoped for.
I've done a lot of academic tutoring before. In fact, I've got a knack for it and word has got around town that I can get some pretty unimpressive high school kids into some pretty great schools. Of course, it helps that I am on very good terms with the Dean of Undergrads at Yale. Anyway, I can charge pretty much what I want to and there are plenty of well-to-do families who are happy to pay the big bucks so their no-good, spoilt kids have a shot at a big time school.
So this summer, I put the word around that I was able to spend 8 weeks living in a family's house tutoring the kids and giving some tennis lessons if required. I was overwhelmed by the interest that I received and there were some pretty high stakes bids on the table. Maybe I'll be able to afford a Porsche.
The family I selected were the Berengers. I don't know much about them save that I think he's an older guy and she's his younger second wife. There are three kids, all in high school. I guess he's some kind of bigshot because they're paying me big bucks to teach their kids enough to get them a decent score on their SATs. Apparently Mrs Berenger wants some tennis lessons as well and some personal training in the home gym.
It sounds like a pretty sweet deal but I still don't know what to expect. I'm a little apprehensive about working all summer. I like to party and I need to blow off some steam. I also have a high sex drive and if I need to have my cock serviced by an enthusiastic woman regularly or I start to get antsy. So as I hail a cab at the train station to take me to the Berengers' house, I'm not sure how this is all going to work out.
As the cab pulls up at what can only be described as a mansion, I whistle softly between my teeth. The grounds are enormous and beautifully manicured and the house itself is a princely example of 19th century American architecture. I pay the cabbie, grab my bags and my racket and ring the doorbell.
A guy in his mid-teens answers the door, and I can only assume that he is one of my new students. He introduces himself as Michael. He's pudgy, unprepossessing and doesn't display much enthusiasm for me, but I put that down to nerves about having a stranger coming to live with him all summer. "Mom's laying out by the pool", he says. "Come through and you can meet her. Dad's at work."
I follow him through a magnificently appointed house to the back yard, where there is a 25 m pool, beautifully landscaped. I see a woman who I at first take to be in her early 20s but on closer examination I see to be in probably her early 40s, laying by the pool on her back. She clearly puts a lot of work into her figure. She also clearly has paid for some work, by the look of her chest, which is plainly out for view as she is topless. In fact, she's practically naked, as she's wearing a pretty scandalous white thong bikini only. She looks at me over her sunglasses, drinking in my tall, muscular frame with her eyes, unabashed by how exposed she is. Immediately, I feel my cock start to harden in my jeans and start to think that this Summer could be more interesting than I had hoped for.
