Ch. 5: You Ain't Finished Yet
When I finally came to, the first sensations that I recognized were that of silk sheets moving beneath my skin and the scent of roses gently invading my nostrils. I opened my eyes and furtively looked around, still in a state of confusion, my mind still not working quite right. I was in an enormous bed, draped in luxuriant silk sheets, black as sin, and surrounded by a gauzy barricade of bed curtains that kept everything around me on the bed in shadows. But I could see enough to know that I was alone. Mrs. Bickers was nowhere in sight - and I sighed in relief. After my embarrassing fainting spell, I did not know if I could face her without nearly burning alive with shame. My first experience with a woman and I failed it so miserably! She was my neighbor too, which meant that I would see her all the time in passing, and be constantly reminded of my failings as a man.
As these thoughts were coursing through my head, I heard the door to the bedroom open, and then lithe footsteps sweep across the floor. It was her. I pressed myself back into the bed in nervous anxiety, and could not help but shake in anticipation - anticipation of what, I did not know. The bed curtains were drawn back by one of her perfect, long fingered hands, and her face peered down at me through the shadows. The room was fairly dark, but I could still make out the gleam of her green eyes, cutting through the dark like glimmering blades. It must have been the state of my nerves that deceived me, for I could honestly swear that they were glowing, actually glowing, like some feral animal in the night. Those glowing pinpoints of green focused on my own anxious eyes.
"Finally awake are we?" she cooed. She reached down and her perfectly manicured nails ran through my hair. "You gave me a little bit of a scare when your circuits overloaded!" She laughed softly.
I squirmed in my embarrassment. "I am so sorry Mrs. Bickers! I...I...don't know what happened to me...I've never done anything like that before...I just couldn't control...I'm SO SORRY!"
She placed a finger against my lips to hush me. "Shhhhh. It's okay. Don't worry about it, sweetheart. Believe me, it's not the first time that I have overwhelmed one of my pupils. That's one of the big reasons I find you young bucks so sexy..." She smiled and her sensuous lips parted over her gleaming teeth. Her tongue ran across them, licking them with a hunger. "But, you know what they say, lover, practice makes perfect. Now, are you up for the challenge?" Her laughter came from deep in her throat, low and wicked. She licked her lips again and with the nails of one perfect hand, began to trace along my chest in a slow descent south. "I have so much to teach you, pet."
Her hand finally reached my manhood, already swelling with desire. She gripped it softly, gripped it almost without touching it and began to slowly moved her hand back and forth along its length. Her hand was cold. "I told you we weren't finished yet. And you didn't believe me?" Her eyes looked into mine and held me transfixed. I couldn't even shake my head in reply, let alone let out a whimper of pleasure and fear. She gave my tool a hard squeeze, laughed, and lunged at it with her wet, sucking lips.