I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both for ease in posting and for reader consumption. That said… I hope you enjoy this long winded tale. It is a true story, all of this really did happen.

Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven of many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, one of many, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim.

Being Jim Ch.6 Lessons of Life

By Frodov

This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past. Names and a few details have been changed to provide anonymity for those involved. Discretion is a precious commodity and is becoming rarer and rarer every day.

Sometimes to better understand the “whole”, the big picture in its present state you must pick a thread and follow it back through the weave to earlier times or events, to see the interactions that colored that thread or created it. Often one thread is formed from multiple smaller connected threads, much like the cloth is woven from many threads. But isn’t that life? This story reaches back to my time in college. I was working full time mostly in a part time job delivering pizzas to pay for my gas and insurance to allow me to commute to and from school and home. Remember this all happened before cell phones and the internet, cable TV was still in its infancy. The 80’s big hair bands, big hair, a different time.

-Part Three-

Monday morning turned out to be a beautiful day. It was warm even in the early morning as I tended to the animals and did a few chores on the farm before I cleaned up and headed to town. When I arrived at the teachers’ house Michelle was already halfway done mowing the front yard. She waved at me and smiled as I pushed my mower to the back yard to get started. Coming around the garage I saw that Penny and Maggie were taking advantage of the beautiful day as well, both were stretched out on their loungers face down getting some sun again. Maggie lifted one hand up and gave a lazy wave. Penny of course had to be Penny, instead of a simple wave she raised her whole upper body up off the lounger and shook her shoulders. This of course caused her beautiful breasts to jiggle and wiggle in their pendulous position. Maggie backhanded her on the shoulder in admonishment and shook her head as if to say “What am I going to do with you?” Penny smiled and winked at me before settling once more in a prone position and resumed her sun worshiping. I never broke stride and kept mowing but I was smiling the whole time. It took me another forty five minutes or so to finish mowing the back yard, at some point the ladies had gone back in the house. I must have had my back to them when they left as I never saw them leave. I pushed my mower back around the house and loaded it up in my truck before making my way to the kitchen door in the garage. Michelle must have already gone inside as the dinosaur of a mower was parked in the garage and her car was still parked in front of the house.

I know I had been told to just come on in when I was finished with my mowing but my upbringing and conscience just wouldn’t allow me to do so, so I knocked on the door and waited. Penny opened and took one look at me and just rolled her eyes and motioned me inside. She handed me a clean towel and shooed me towards the hallway and the bathroom before sitting down at the table and picking her coffee cup back up and the papers she was reading.

I showered and then dressed in clean clothes, I knew that Jules was coming by sometime today so I went ahead and put on street clothes instead of just a tee shirt and boxers. I went back to the kitchen after dressing and as I walked through the doorway Penny looked up and then did a double take. She didn’t say anything but simply let one eyebrow creep up her forehead.

“Jules is coming by sometime this afternoon to take some more measurements. I figured I should probably be dressed.” I said and shrugged then took a seat across the table from Penny.



“Yes, Maggie told me that she had spoken with our Miss Jules. Thank you for exercising your better judgment of course, but you do realize that Jules is familiar with our house rules, don’t you?” Penny asked with a smile.

“Speaking of Maggie, is she working with Michelle today?” I asked curious as I hadn’t seen either since I saw Maggie and Penny sunbathing earlier. Penny actually avoided my eye but smiled slightly before clearing her throat.



“(ahem)… She is working with Michelle today actually but it is something a bit… unusual for what we’ve done in the past with other students.” With this said softly, Penny raised her eyes to meet my own before giving me a wink. “You know Maggie and I both have remarked on your advanced… skills… and understanding of what we have been teaching you. Last evening while discussing you and, well, Michelle, we wondered if you might lend your… assistance… to us for an exercise today. We will understand perfectly if you decline of course, but we both feel that you could help us out with this exercise as you are uniquely qualified in our opinions.” Penny said tilting her head slightly to one side and raising one eyebrow in that impish questioning way of hers. Puzzled as to what she was talking about I had to ask.

“Um… What exactly would I be ‘qualified’ for that you would need my help with?” My mind racing trying to figure out what Penny was even talking about.

“Maggie and I both know for a fact that you are naturally kind and gentle at heart and a very considerate and understanding young man of course, but that coupled with your… talent… and the very fact that you are indeed a man. Well, we would like to borrow you, if you agree, to help us out with another student that is having some difficulty in feeling comfortable with… kissing.” Penny giggled and then bit her lower lip to hush herself before batting her eyes at me. My mind took two steps back and fell on my ass figuratively speaking as I reeled finally putting the request together. Penny and Maggie wanted ME to work with Michelle… kissing! Had I not already been sitting down I’m sure I would have collapsed out of shock. I could feel first my face going pale then getting warm from the blood rushing to cause me to blush. Even my ears felt warm. My lips and mouth were moving with nothing coming out.

“I… uh… I mean… huh?” I stammered not really knowing what to say. Oh my god! Part of my brain was screaming YES YES YES!! And part of my brain was saying NO NO NO! Kissing Michelle? My heart flipped in my chest and my stomach was suddenly filled with a swarm of butterflies. Penny just sat there silently watching the turmoil play out on my face and grinning like a Cheshire cat.

“Jim, darling, it wouldn’t be like kissing a complete stranger, the very fact that she knows you and has past experience with you as a person is why it occurred to Maggie and myself in the first place. She already trusts you. You know how important that is, to anyone. If you must know, she’s as much embarrassed about the idea as you are but as it’s important to both for both of you, please consider it.” Penny said as she reached out and put a hand atop of mine that were pressing down on the top of the t able as if trying to keep it from floating away.

“I… I… I don’t know what to say, really. I mean… this is kind of awkward. I mean I know that both you and Maggie know I’m kind of interested in Michelle but we’ve not even talked about anything really… I don’t know how she feels about me…” I mumbled and trailed off into silence. At this Penny’s smile got even larger and there was a twinkle in her eye.

“Jim darling, you have absolutely nothing to worry about as far as that is concerned. I happen to know that our young Michelle is quite taken with you and would in no way be offended with your participation with this exercise. There are… concerns that she has shared with both Maggie and myself that I cannot elaborate upon, as that is not our place to do so, but I can assure you that you are held in high regard with Michelle. All we ask is that you exercise your previously demonstrated open minded thinking and simply be yourself with Michelle. You will be helping both her and yourself really… both of you still need to bolster your self confidence. Now neither I nor Maggie would ever consider forcing you, either of you into doing this… but I would ask you to consider it, if nothing else, as a favor to me.” With this last plea Penny’s smile slipped away and she averted her eyes as she suddenly found the table top to be fascinating or something. That’s when I realized that there was something else at play here that she was either too embarrassed or too ashamed to bring up. So even as I was embarrassed and nervous about it I agreed to give my… assistance. Penny brightened immediately and her beaming smile returned and I could have sworn there was a hint of a tear in her gleaming blue eyes.

Patting my hands, Penny stood up and told me to stay where I was and that she would be back in a few moments. And then she left the kitchen. In a few moments I heard a soft knock on one of the doors down the hallway, I assumed it was on Maggie’s bedroom door, followed by some soft conversation in voices too low to tell what was being said. Then the door closed again. I looked up and Penny was coming back into the kitchen with a smile on her face. She motioned for me to stand up and taking my hand she led me to the living room and the couch. Before we could be seated however, I heard the door open down the hallway and I looked up to see Maggie leading Michelle by the hand towards us. Michelle was almost pink in the face as she let her eyes dart around the room trying to look at anything but my face. Maggie on the other hand had a delicate almost nonexistent smile on her lips but her eyes were absolutely glowing as she looked between myself and Penny. As they approached the couch Maggie positioned herself behind Michelle so that the two of us were standing toe to toe in front of the couch.



Finally standing close together Michelle looked into my face, and her eyes met mine. I think she finally realized that I was just as nervous as I was as she gave me a timid smile and was having trouble keeping eye contact with me. Before either of us said anything though Maggie took charge of the situation.

“Jim, thank you for agreeing to this unusual request, before we go any further however I must tell you that this was mine and Penny’s idea, not Michelle’s. Penny and I have been working diligently with Michelle on many of the same things that we have been working on with you, however, as we are decidedly all females, there are certain nuances that would be better suited to being demonstrated by a male, like yourself. Now as Penny might have explained, this something we’ve never done before with any previous students we’ve tutored in the past. It is uniquely fortunate that the two of you have a shared past and are familiar with one another thereby creating a level of trust that is needed for this exercise.” As she was saying this I noted that Maggie was rubbing her hands idly up and down Michelle’s arms from her shoulders to her elbows and back as if reassuring Michelle in a tactile way. “Michelle, you know from personal past experience that Jim here is a kind and gentle man. The fact that he agreed to participate in this exercise speaks volumes on his caring and giving nature, and perhaps to the idea that he is quite fond of you to begin with. Oh now Jim, don’t be embarrassed, you are after all among friends.” Maggie almost chuckled as I blushed red enough to possibly catch my hair on fire. Michelle looked up into my face and smiled somewhat sheepishly at seeing me blush or possibly at Maggie’s words.



“Why don’t we all have a seat on the couch here and get comfortable?” Penny spoke from behind me as she took up her seat at our end of the couch turning almost sideways so that she could allow for Myself and Michelle to be seated in the middle with Maggie taking the far end of the couch on the other side of Michelle. Maggie and Penny were of course still dressed in their robes over at least their bikini bottoms from their earlier sunbathing. Michelle was dressed as I’ve seen her several times in a school girl’s plaid skirt with knee socks and a white button down blouse, this one having short sleeves. Her hair was pulled back with one of those large hair clasps that pushed most of her hair back over her ears to fall loosely down her back. I noticed for the first time that Michelle’s fingernails, while short to the point of being almost not there, were painted a pearly pink that made them look almost wet. Her hands were clasped in her lap as she sat nervously waiting for whatever was going to happen to begin. Her lips, were moistened, with a gloss of some sort, not colored like lipstick however. In the back of my mind I realized that she was every bit as nervous as I was. From The far end of the couch I heard Maggie clear her throat before she spoke.

“Now darlings, we know this is highly unusual and you are both… nervous, but you need to relax and let go of your tensions and apprehensions. If you are embarrassed about being ‘watched’ think of it this way, you both have been in the same situation, perhaps without the audience, with both Penny and myself in the past. You both survived those situations and you will this one as well. Open yourselves up to the experience… hopefully you with both learn something in the process.” Maggie said in a soft reassuring voice. I picked up the subtle prompting from Maggie that one of us needed to break the ice and start this exercise. I also knew that I couldn’t just lean in and start kissing on Michelle yet, she felt like she was wound up so tight that she would bolt if I so much as turned my head too fast towards her. So I didn’t, rather, I took my left hand, as she was sitting beside me on my left side, and held my hand out palm side up slightly higher than her own hands in her lap. At first, Michelle was puzzled by this and simply looked at my offered hand in confusion. Then, hesitantly she raised her left hand and settled it into my open hand her palm down. I slowly, gently squeezed her hand and then slowly brought it to my lips and kissed the back of her fingers softly.

Michelle turned her head following her hand to my mouth and watched me kiss her fingers softly. Her head tilted and her eyebrows knitted questioningly as her lips parted and her jaw sagged open. I smiled sheepishly and shrugged my shoulders then surprised myself by speaking.

“I thought my head would explode when Penny first asked me if I would do this ‘exercise’ with you. Truth be known I have often wondered what it would be like… to kiss you. But I’ve always been so shy and… well… bashful I thought that I might never find out. Every time I talk to you I seem to chicken out and… see? I can’t even talk about it. I would understand if you changed your mind.” I mumbled and glanced away releasing Michelle’s hand. Then I was surprised again when she took my hand back in hers and squeezed it, hard! This caused me to look back up into her face and I saw that she had that look in her eyes, those big beautiful blue green orbs with the golden flecks. Her eyes were huge, and almost pleading as she smiled timidly and nodded her head almost imperceptibly. I swallowed nervously and gave her my own slight nod before I leaned my head a little closer to hers. Michelle matched my movement with her own slow lean. Our foreheads met touching one another softly, our noses almost touching. We both realized that sitting as we were side by side was not only not very comfortable but not very advantageous to what we were intending to do. In an unspoken agreement we both withdrew from one another and half turned in our seats. I drew my left leg up under me, and Michelle her right so that we were more or less facing one another only slightly apart. We both smiled awkwardly and raised both of my hands palms up, Michelle placed both of her hands in mine, palms down. Over Michelle’s shoulder I caught a glimpse of Maggie and her enigmatic smile with one lone eyebrow reaching for her hairline. Behind me I heard Penny make a soft gasp then a hum of approval.

Again Michelle and I leaned in towards one another this time instead of our foreheads meeting, our noses brushed softly along one another as we found out lips just a breath away from the other. Michelle swallowed and she actually closed her eyes just before our lips met. Her lips were frozen in place as if she were afraid of contact and then not sure what to do once it was made. I marveled at their softness and their warmth. I opened my own a fraction and softly drew in her upper lip then released it and pulled back a bit. Michelle reopened her eyes and they searched mine. I thought that perhaps some of the doubt or hesitance had faded a bit… I thought I noted some hint of curiosity now adding sparkle to those gold flecked eyes. Her hands squeezed mine gently as if asking for another taste. This time however as she leaned in closer her eyes remained open, the two blue green orbs morphing into one as we drew closer and closer. Again our lips met gently, pressing softly one set into the other. I could feel Michelle’s lips moving experimentally against my own, she drew my bottom lip into hers as she pulled gently testing my pliability or resistance. As she drew my bottom lip in between hers I pulled her upper lip between mine and we could both feel the ice melting as our breathing warmed and quickened.



I knew that it was a risk but some instinctive impulse caused me to probe her lips with my tongue, hesitantly, running along the parting of her lips tickling the front of her teeth. I was surprised by the slight gasp she drew in just before her own tongue met mine for the first time. I must have made the right decision or done something else right as I felt Penny’s hand softly pressing against and gripping my right arm above the elbow, as if to prompt me to go further. Pulling back from our still tender kissing, both to catch our breath and to look into one another’s faces, both Michelle and I were smiling and blushing. Over Michelle’s shoulder I heard Maggie softly speak to Michelle in an almost whisper. “I think you now understand what I was saying about not being afraid of a kiss, and about trusting yourself.” Michelle blushed a bit more and nodded by way of acknowledgement.

I released Michelle’s left hand from my right and reached up to run the backs of my fingers softly along her left cheek. I continued on and my fingers wrapped around the back of her curly auburn haired head, then I drew her into me and our heads tilted slightly side to side as we collided again with our lips, and our not so bashful tongues. I guess my hand on the back of her head gently drawing her into me caused Michelle to give in to some hidden hunger as she began a much more passionate round of kissing than what we had initially begun just minutes earlier. I’m not sure when I realized it but I discovered that Michelle had raised both of her hands and were now holding either side of my neck as she lashed and probed my lips and mouth with her own tongue and lips. At this I thought I was not really enjoying, it was as if she were putting on a show or something, be it for me or perhaps for Penny and Maggie. It just didn’t feel ‘real’. I released Michelle’s head and pulled back a bit to look into her eyes. Puzzled, Michelle had a questioning look in her eyes as if asking what she was doing wrong.



“Michelle, thank you, really, but relax. You seem like you are working too hard, you don’t have to do anything to impress me or anything. The very fact that I’m kissing you at all has blown my mind. If I’m doing something wrong or not to your liking tell me. This is not a contest, be yourself, not something you think you should be doing to impress me or anyone else. Maybe I’m wrong but I find the softer the kiss the sexier it is… but I’m no expert. I have always felt that I should kiss someone else the way I would like to be kissed… if that helps.” I said with a bashful grin knowing full well that I was blushing like crazy. I was so afraid that Michelle would take what I said the wrong way and be offended by it, instead she actually blushed and bit her bottom lip… and looked over my shoulder at Penny I’m sure. To this day I do not know what she got from Penny but when Michelle looked back to me her brows knitted a bit and her eyes half closed as if in determination. With her hands still on either side of my neck she pulled me back to her lips and instead of the hungry aggressive kissing she had just been doing, she took up the soft sensual kissing we had first begun with, with the addition of a little tongue slip now and then. I don’t know if it was me that moaned first or Michelle, it was almost simultaneous. I felt a soft pat on the middle of my back as if in encouragement, and then I was lost again in Michelle’s lips. Gently pulling lips and even nipping playfully with teeth on tongues and lips alike. We turned our heads so our noses were on the other side from where we started. I found my hands caressing her forearms as she continued to hold me on either side of my neck.



It wasn’t until there came a soft chime of the door bell from somewhere down the hall that we broke again to breath, and discovered that we were the only ones still on the couch. Somehow and at some point Penny and Maggie had risen from the couch and excused themselves to leave the two of us alone in our ‘exercise’. Once more the chime sounded and Penny exited the kitchen and glanced over at us smiling as she made her way down the stairs to the front door landing. Michelle and I both parted and sat back smiling like two little kids caught with our hands in the cookie jar. I’m guessing we both looked fairly flustered. It was after penny opened the front door that we heard Jules’ voice greeting Penny and Penny greeting her. Michelle and I both snapped out of our dreamlike state and sat up straight and tried to look natural. About that time Maggie exited the kitchen and looked our way and like Penny didn’t say anything but smiled a knowing smile before going down the stairs as well. Fortunately for Michelle and I they took Jules on down to the basement, allowing us to gather our wits about us. I turned to Michelle who was looking at me and studying me as if I were some kind of an alien or something. She had this curious smile on her face.

“You know, both Penny and Maggie have hinted that you were somewhat unusual as far as their “students” went. They didn’t give any details but there was some hinting I think that I should get to know you better. Perhaps for that ‘independent study’ you talked about.” She said with a sly smile, again biting her lower lip.

“They said ‘unusual’?” I asked, not sure if that was good or bad. “I hope that was meant as in a good way.” I voiced.

“They didn’t say really, but judging from what I just experienced with this ‘exercise’ I think I can say that it was meant as a compliment.” Michelle said with a wink, before adding. “… and I think I would agree. I may not be the most experienced girl with kissing guys but that was… nice.” And just like that, my hair caught on fire and I was seeing stars… okay not really but I was blushing like crazy and my mind was a whirl. That’s when I heard Penny calling our names from the beaded curtain asking us to join them downstairs. I stood up and offered my hand to Michelle, she paused a moment looking up at me then accepted my hand to help her stand as she shook her head. We walked down the stairs and to the gathering downstairs in the ‘classroom’.

“Hey guys.” Jules called to us as we passed through the beaded curtain. “Hey.” said Michelle.

“What’s up Jules?” I said.

“If you two can spare a few minutes I need to measure some of the apartment again to make sure I got the figures right before I order paint.” Jules said matter of factly as she tossed me a tape measure and she headed to the apartment door with a pen and pad in her hands. Penny and Maggie were standing side by side by the projection table, both with their arms crossed over their breasts leaning their heads close to one another as if in a quiet conference. Over the next half hour or so Jules had Michelle and I stretch the measuring tape over different walls and doorways both up and down especially around the inside of the small kitchen and the front room. The final measurement was of the wall of folding doors to the closet opposite the bed in the bedroom.

“We won’t be painting the doors or the doorways so I had to measure them to subtract them from the total area that needed to be painted.” Jules explained. “Next week we can start taking things off the walls and moving all the furniture to the centers of the rooms, that way we can just cover it all with drop cloths instead of moving everything out of the rooms to paint then moving it all back when we were done. Long handled rollers can paint the ceilings from the outside edges.” She explained to Michelle and I. I nodded seeing the logic in that, of course I asked about the carpet that Maggie had said was probably going to be replaced as well. Jules told me that she didn’t do carpeting… at least the flooring kind. I nearly choked laughing silently, Michelle didn’t seem to get the joke and just looked at me funny.

Jules wrote down her last measurements and walked back out of the apartment heading out to the classroom to talk to Penny and Maggie. Michelle and I followed closing the door behind us. As Jules made her goodbyes to the ladies she looked back at me and started to say something but stopped herself and smiled, then she did say. “See you at Dom’s in a few minutes Jim!” And she headed through the beaded curtain and up the stairs to the door landing. I gasped and looked at the wall clock behind the projector table and realized how late it was getting. I wouldn’t be late for the dinner shift but I had to leave NOW in order to make it on time. Penny and Maggie just smiled at me and Maggie waved a hand to dismiss me. I turned to Michelle not knowing what to say… So I simply reached out and took one hand in both of mine and squeezed as I looked her in the eyes. Those beautiful beguiling blue green gems with the gold flecks in them.

“Thank you Michelle… really… I gotta go. See you soon, I hope.” And with that I ran up the stairs and down the hall to collect my dirty clothes to take home later, then made my way back to the front door and out to my truck.



I’m not sure what sort of conversations the ladies had with Michelle after I departed, that was never made privy to me, not even by Michelle. Later I was asked what possessed me to say what I did to Michelle about kissing someone how I would like to be kissed. I had to confess that it just came to me even as I said it. I got pretty much the same expression from both Penny and Maggie when they heard that, but no more questions.



That evening one of the people scheduled to close called in sick at Dom’s so I volunteered to help close. Jules was the other closer so we both knew that it was be done pretty quickly as we worked well together. We didn’t count on a late night last minute rush of orders however, that had us busy making deliveries right up to closing time instead of getting any pre-close done like prepping the wash sinks and mop water and sweeping up. Even still we managed to get out not too much later than a normal weeknight closing. The last minute business left us little time to chit chat while we were cleaning up though so after we were done Jules cornered me in the parking lot before I could leave.



“So what happened today Jimbo?” Jules asked as she leaned up against her car door.



“What do you mean Jules?” I asked not willing to just roll over and tell all, especially stuff that wasn’t any of her business to start with.

“Oh come on! I swear when you and Michelle came downstairs this afternoon you two looked absolutely guilty about something.” Jules grinned that hungry grin that she gave me when she sensed some good gossip. “And the looks you two were giving each other when we were taking measurements looked more like a conversation than casual glances. So spill it farm boy… what gives?” She prodded further.

“Jules, you know the rules, discretion…” I began only to have her throw her hands up in frustration and shake her head in disgust because she knew I wasn’t going to say anymore. She took a long look at me then shrugged her shoulders and sighed, as she turned to open her door to get in her car and leave I couldn’t resist so I said. “I think I’ll ask Michelle for her phone number next time I see her though…” And with that I smiled and winked and then climbed into my truck to go home too. I drove off with Jules sitting in her car with her mouth open watching me drive away.



It was Friday that week before I found I had any more free time, and that was due to a cancellation of a gutter cleaning job I had scheduled for that morning. It seems a relative of my customer had offered to do the job for less and they opted to let him do it. Yeah I was a little disappointed as it was what I considered easy money, even if it was a messy job. I always scooped the debris out of the gutters and put it in a five gallon bucket keeping the stinky gunk off the ground around the house and porches etc. It might have meant a few extra trips up and down the ladder but it saved a lot of cleanup on the ground after I was done. Oh well… Free time was free time, and I had tutoring I could get in before dinner rush at Dom’s that night. I stopped by my shop and borrowed the phone to call Penny and Maggie to see if it was okay to stop by. As always, they were delighted to hear from me and told me to come on by.

A few minutes later I pulled up to the ladies’ house and saw Michelle’s car parked out front. Better and better I thought to myself. Getting out of my truck and walking to the front door to ring the bell I thought I heard screaming from inside. I was starting to get worried when Maggie opened the front door looking a little disheveled. Weirder and weirder… Maggie greeted me with several loose strands of her raven hair flying freely about her face that was flushed and she was gripping her robe closed with one hand instead of it being tied as it usually is. Maggie smiled a curious smile I’ve only seen once and that was when she was flustered after feeling me up weeks ago as we got carried away kissing in the classroom.

“Jim! Darling! Come in, please.” Maggie said as she tried to wrangle the loose strands of hair back behind her ears and regain her composure.

“Maggie, did I come at a bad time, I can go and come back another time perhaps.” I offered

“Oh nonsense, I was just in the middle… of something.” She said and I swear she was blushing.

“So I am interrupting something…” I began only to be stopped mid sentence by the glare I got from those molten copper irises and knitted brows on Maggie’s face. After closing the front door Maggie pressed me up against the door and locked lips with me in a hungry passionate kiss that literally took my breath away.

“I have it on good advice that one should kiss another as they would like to be kissed themselves…” Maggie spoke in a low growl, those coppery eyes boring into my brain as if trying to tell me in no uncertain terms that she was especially hungry at the moment.



“I… uh… I’ve found it to be especially rewarding advice in my limited experience…” I stammered flustered from this new side of Maggie that I’ve not quite fully witnessed before. I had an inkling that she was far more passionate than her usual calm austere presence let on. Frankly it almost frightened me as this was something new. Just then I heard a definite scream like squeal come from somewhere down the hall upstairs. Glancing back to Maggie I saw her wide thin lips curl up on the ends as she took me by the hand and led me downstairs to and through the beaded curtain. She made a hard right down the short hall and to the door of the apartment. Before opening the door she turned to look me in the eye and took a deep breath.

“Jim, I will not force you to enter here with me, this is not an exercise or a lesson. You are free to go if you so desire and I will not think less of you if you do…” Maggie spoke softly but earnestly, a look of hunger and almost pleading in her blazing hot coppery eyes. “If you stay however, know that this is not part of what we try to teach our students. It’s just something… something that I need… I feel I can trust you with this personal matter.” With that said all the self confidence that she had showed just moments before all but evaporated and I could feel Maggie trembling in my hand, her lips that had smiled slightly before leading me down the stairs were not an almost invisible thin line as she tried to keep from letting them tremble as well.

“Maggie…” I began as I brought my free hand up to her left cheek and caressed it gently while looking her directly in her eyes. “You know I trust and respect you like no other, if there is anything I can do for you you should know that I am willing to do that and more. You might have to guide me or even instruct me, but I am willing to do anything for you.” With that said I leaned in and kissed her gently on her trembling lips. I felt her hand squeeze mine in acknowledgement and then her lips responded like a slow fire. First warming to my touch then touching off an inferno that was blazing like moments before on the door landing upstairs. With her free hand she opened the door to the apartment and dragged me through the doorway before closing it behind us, all the while kissing me like I had the breath of life. At some point her robe had fallen open and off of one shoulder. The contrast of the dark blue silk of the robe and her alabaster white skin and her dark nylon stockings had an intoxicating effect on me. Breaking our kiss once more she said but one word. “Come.” And then turned and lead me through the small kitchenette to the back bedroom of the apartment. As we neared the bed Maggie let go of my hand and let the robe fall complete off of her, turning to face me with her hair flying out from her twisted bun atop her head, standing there in nothing but her stockings and her pearls. To say I was mesmerized would make it sound like I had an idea what was going on, but in fact I was simply swept up in her emotion and desire. That’s not to say I did not notice things, after all that is who I am, I observe, I notice. Maggie was flustered, disheveled, and apparently horny as hell. Her pale white skin from her neck to her dark hair nested plum was pocked and marked with what could only be hickeys. Someone had been kissing and nibbling on her body from head to almost toe… quite possibly to her toes but it’s hard to tell with the nylons on her legs after all. Just then another squeal could be heard from somewhere upstairs and Maggie looked at the ceiling and I swear she sighed before leveling her gaze on me again with that pleading look in her eyes. “Jim… May I?” Maggie asked as she stepped closer to me and lifted the hem of my tee shirt. Looking her in the eyes I nodded and raised my arms as she lifted my shirt up and over my head.



Maggie trailed her hands back down across my chest her eye following her hands. When her hands reached my belted waistline she paused and looked back up into my eyes and leaned slowly in and kissed me on the lips. Not the needy hungry kisses she greeted me with at the door but the soft sensual lingering kisses of a timid lover. Instinct brought my hands up along her bare flanks and to her elbows as I drew Maggie closer into me, her bare breasts pressing into my bare chest. Maggie let out a soft moan as she gripped my hips tightly. Pulling her head back she looked at me in askance as she brought her hands together at my belt buckle. Again, I only nodded and she began the task of unbuckling my belt and loosening my jeans. As she began to slide my pants down my legs to my knees I hooked one foot behind the other and kicked off first one sneaker then the other. Soon I was able to step out of my jeans as they pooled around my ankles. Maggie then noticed I was wearing briefs instead of the more familiar silk boxers. While probably not quite as attractive or flattering as the boxers they did tend to exaggerate my state of excitement by way of the bulge growing in the front “pocket” of the briefs. Maggie glanced back up into my eyes and a slow grin spread on her thin lips. She hooked her fingers under the elastic waistband and began to drag them down over my excited state and down to my knees. From there they fell the rest of the way to my feet and I stepped out of them. Maggie then reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck pulling my head down into another round of sensual soft kisses. Again I wrapped my arms around her waist, one hand on the small of her back and the other drifting down to cup on of her small cheeks of her backside. This earned me another slight gasp and a low moan as Maggie buried her face in the crook of my neck at my collar bone.



Maggie took over again at this point and pulled back enough to look me in the eye before turning us around so that the bed was behind me. Pulling her hands down from around my neck she placed them both on my chest and gently pushed me back and down to first sit then lay down on the top of the bed. She followed me onto the bed straddling me above the waist with her knees on either side of my body as she knelt on all fours above me looking down at me those persistent stray strands of hair again falling down along her face to hang down towards my own face. Seeing the two dark lacquered looking chopsticks like pins in the bun I reached up to the back of her head and slid them out letting her confined raven cloud of silky hair fall free from its confines. Maggie tilted her head back and shook from side to side to let the hair loosen up and fall. I took the pins and carefully slid them up to the pillows on the bed so they wouldn’t be in our way. With her hair now down, literally, Maggie was suddenly loosened, she smiled down at me with that hungry look and all but snarled as she leaned her body down to lock lips with me once more. Her hands found their way to either side of my head and she ran her fingers through my hair grasping almost painfully as her lips ravage mine and her tongue began the dance of the whirling dervish, whipping and lashing and stabbing dueling with my own for dominance of our lips and mouths. Despite my personal preference of softer kissing this was still a major turn on because I knew that this is what Maggie wanted, this was not an exaggeration or an attempt to impress me or anyone else, this is what she wanted, what she needed. I tried to answer in kind, trying to please her. Maggie’s smallish breasts were hanging down and her hardened pencil eraser sized nipples were grinding into the skin of my chest as the hair tickled them and my own nipples hardened in response.

Maggie’s silky raven hair hung about our faces like a curtain. My hands were holding her flanks at the hips gripping firmly but not too tightly my now full blown erection was pointing to the ceiling somewhere over our shoulders at almost a forty five degree angle.