The Tuesday passed uneventfully. Two Jehovah's Witnesses came to the door. I opened it in the nude. I think that the younger woman was interested, but her friend quickly took her away. The girl came back during the evening, and we screwed around, I hope I haven't corrupted her too much.
The following, day was Wednesday, and the virgin, Ben,that Phillip knew was to call around the neighbourhood in the evening. He had a job delivering leaflets around the houses. Philip told me he was good-looking, and that I was to show him the best time of his life. Nikki and the girls had gone out in the afternoon, and had bought some furniture for the house from the local Ikea. The rain had started to fall down heavily outside, as I was putting the last screws into a bookcase. I really needed some help, when I heard something at the door. I went outside, and saw a tall lad, about 18, walking away. I called out after him, for his help.
'I was wondering if you could help me with something please?' I asked.
He turned around, his rain soaked face looking at me, through the goggles I wore. Underneath my overalls I was naked, and ready to jump this boy. I had overdosed on the tablets, and the girls had helped me to prepare the rooms for his lessons in seduction, from a sexy, and experienced teacher.
He came in the house, and held the bookcase together, as I looked at him. He was tall, maybe six foot 2 or 3, and through his rain drenched clothes, I could tell that he was muscular, and athletic. I took a look at his groin, and saw that everything was where it should. He went to leave, when I stopped him.
'Oh, I am sorry, would you like a drink, or something?' I said, as I removed my goggles. He looked me in the face, open mouthed, immediately knowing who I was.
'You know, when I saw you delivering those leaflets, the bookcase was the last thing I wanted to be screwing' I said in my sexy, x rated voice. The line was corny, but it was fitting.
'Yes, I am who you think I am, and I am here in England, for a vacation, but my husband couldn't come with me, and without him, I am feeling extremely horny'. I shut the curtains, and went towards the boy. 'Now, I really want to thank you for your help'. I looked at his groin, but maintained eye contact with him. He looked like all his christmases had come at once. I knew many 18 year old male virgins, but none that I wanted to break in, like I did the boy standing before me now.
'Now, Let me help you out of those clothes' I said, as I went towards him. He was clearly a virgin, his lack of confidence, or knowledge betrayed him. I knew that he wanted to behave like a man, but until this point, he was little more than a good looking boy. I knew that he left my house, that he would be a man.