Given Lily's willowy body, you would naturally expect her to be small breasted. Her tits might have gone unnoticed if it wasn't for her soft nipples which rose like little cherry blossom Mount Fujis from gentle snow-white mounds. Yet, once you wrapped your lips around those delectable morsels, they became long, hard, and thick in your mouth, bursting with unimaginable flavor and undisguised passion.
But I am getting ahead of myself. Let me go back to the start. My name is Dan, and I just turned twenty-five when I got an email last Thanksgiving from Kimo, a college buddy from Hawaii. He had just been awarded a six-month oceanic research grant sailing the South Pacific, but couldn't get off from his high school teaching position unless he found someone to take over his biology classes for the coming Spring semester. Kimo knew I had just finished my biology master's degree and was beginning to look for a job. So, hoping that I would be open to the idea, he had convinced his school administration to hire me. As proof of his efforts, his email attachment was a six-month teaching job offer with a salary that wasn't too shabby.
Since I had been playing with the idea of taking a short break before seriously exploring for various employment opportunities, I figured I could kill two birds with one stone - get some professional experience while enjoying Hawaii. On the latter subject, visions of wild and willing suntanned babes and the swinging nightlife scene of Waikiki danced in my head. Telling Kimo that he could count on me, I sent in my signed acceptance and resume; made my air reservations; and began packing my bags.
However, once I landed, I found myself stranded in an isolated rural stretch of the Leeward Coast of the Hawaiian island of Oahu. I was virtually cut off from the seemingly distance Waikiki which was on the other end of the island. Disappointed, I wanted to back out of the teaching job, but couldn't. Besides having signed my contract, I had given Kimo my word, and after dropping me off at his place, he was off on his ocean research project.
"Oh well, no sense crying about spilled milk," I grumbled to myself as I looked to make the best of the situation. "Fortunately, Kimo left me his moped to get around the coastal community and let me stay in his small beach cottage at the end of the small country lane not far from the school. I can't complain about the laid-back county lifestyle, balmy climate, great surf, and pristine beaches. The people of the community seem open and sociable, and who knew what - or more so, whom - might come my way?"
Unfortunately, it became immediately apparent that my serendipitous wish wouldn't be found among my female high school colleagues. While warm and friendly, the women teachers were either married, too old, or definitely not my type. With my little pool of feminine possibilities having evaporated, I thought I'd just have to tough it out until my contractual period was over.
That is until Lily walked into my room at the start of the first instructional day of Spring semester. Lily immediately stood out as her short mini-dress accentuated her five-feet-one slim body and slender legs. With long black hair and very little makeup, her pale fragile Japanese face was subtly attractive. I think, however, that it was Lily's sparkling almond-shaped eyes and whimsical smile that hinted of a maturity far beyond her senior classmates.
"Hello, Mr. Dan," Lily chirped as she eschewed using my last name. "I'm Lily, you're student aide for this semester. In case you're wondering what I'm doing, I'm going to sit here at your desk and set up your attendance and grade book. You in the meanwhile will introduce yourself to your underclassmen biology class and tell them what they can expect this semester."
Beside Lily's take-charge attitude, what really caught my attention was when I happened to look over her shoulder to see what she was doing. Lily was so slender that the neckline of her dress and especially her ill-fitting bra puckered and fell away as she leaned forward to write into my class book. There for my viewing pleasure were Lily's fully-exposed powder-white pointy breasts with their puffy pink areolas and perky nipples.
Now while I have seen the boobs of many women and enjoyed more than my fair share, I couldn't recall a more breathtaking sight than Lily's nubile delights. I felt like the proverbial 'dirty old man' ogling a sweet pretty young girl like Lily. I knew I should have looked away, but found that I couldn't resist the allure of her innocently displayed tits. Fortunately, the class bell rang, and the Lily's enchantment was broken as I forced myself to greet my waiting students.
This episode of lecherous eyeing might have simply ended there if it were not for the fact that Lily had a mind of her own when it came to me. As the student body president, Lily had a reputation of being a strong-willed, assertive, and level-headed teenager. It was generally conceded by the students and even the school's administration and faculty that what Lily wanted, she generally got in the end.
For reasons unbeknownst to me at the time, Lily focused on and took charge of me as the faculty newbie. "Mr. Dan, you have too much free time on your hands," she told me as a matter of fact one day. "You need to get more involved in student and school events to feel a part of this campus and community. Don't worry. You'll be working with me on a lot of student activities and extracurricular projects. We'll be together quite a bit, so I hope you don't mind."
I had never met a more mature young woman than Lily. From the very start, she had a knack of disarming our teacher-student situation, making me deal with her as an equal instead of mere teenager. Lily was so damn refreshing and undeniably vivacious that I eventually found myself looking forward to being with her, and I suspected that she felt the same way.
The only thing that bothered me when I was around Lily, was how nonchalantly she revealed her youthful "feminine charms." It seemed that every time I turned around, I was being treated to one of those crotch-hardening glimpses of her small pert breasts and tantalizing puffy tips. In addition, her youthful attire of midriff tops and miniskirt amply showed off her taunt stomach, tight cute butt, and nice slender legs. While I knew Lily wasn't deliberately flashing or teasing me, I cannot tell you how many long runs and cold showers I had to take to maintain my professional ethics.
As the semester progressed, we became quickly became close as we shared many after-school sessions talking about a wide range of life topics. Lily was unrelenting in ferreting everything about my private life and especially my social experiences. Her persistent line of questions never failed to focus on male-female relationships and more specifically my sexual relations with women.
In this one aspect, Lily for once was totally clueless and uncertain of herself. Seeing my opportunity for once to turn the tables, I pressed Lily about her sexual experiences. I was surprised to discover that although Lily had had boyfriends, she was still a virgin and an extremely naive one at that.
Most of her male classmates were down-right intimidated by Lily and making a pass at her never crossed their minds. However, her current boyfriend, Willie, was another matter. As the halfback of the school's football team and point guard for its basketball team, Willie was the typical jock stereotype down to the muscular body, the cocky swagger, caveman mentality, and a long list of sexual conquests.
