BRUSSELS, MID SEPTEMBER
My afternoon students had left and I was tidying the classroom. Thank God for Friday, I thought as I put the last piles of paper back in the files. It had been a hard three weeks getting the mood of the two classes to the point where everyone meshed and their enthusiasm grew as the learning curve steepened. I wandered back into the bedroom and began to undress. A quick shower, a couple of beers and then some exotic food, I mused as I stepped into the shower. Maybe I'd hit a few clubs later to see if I got lucky.
I'd persuaded the pension management to give me a small fridge and a microwave for the classroom, and had stocked it carefully. Now I lay in the armchair in my robe, nibbling cheese and sipping white wine while I pondered what sort of exotic I fancied. Footsteps sounded outside the door and there was a knock.
'Hello, Luke.'
'Hi, Elena. What brings you here? Sit down and have some wine: you look completely knackered.' She flopped into a chair and drank thirstily.
'God, I needed that.' I refilled her glass and she went on. 'I've been in meetings all day. You've no idea how much work I've done this week. These classes are tearing into the team's time. Still, they're not complaining.'
'They're nice kids, and they're keen to learn. How are you managing?' She made a discontented face.
'I've had to completely reorganize my schedule and I'm not getting nearly enough sleep. But the upside is that I'm actually finding out what they're doing. I'm getting a much better idea of how this bloody European system works.'
'It's like all big organizations,' I said lazily. 'Once you know the shortcuts life gets easier. You're on a roll, girl: by the end of the year you'll know more than the Ambassador. Look on me as a career boost.' She smiled and drank more wine.
'Shall I tell you what really surprises me?' I looked expectant and she went on. 'You've been completely discreet about our evening together, and you haven't called and made panting noises about doing it again. Do you know how unusual that is?' I grinned.
'Would being indiscreet and hassling you for another date have made you think better of me?' She shook her head decisively, and I spread my hands and lay back again. 'That's why. I'm a teacher not a gigolo. You're paying me a lot of money to do a job and I've been concentrating on earning it.' She pretended to pout.
'You're annoyingly sensible. What I'd really like is to have a shower and then fuck and then go out for that meal you mentioned; I promise I won't be upset if you've got other plans, but if you have, then I'd like to book you for tomorrow or Sunday.' She sat back and smiled impishly.
'Go and have a shower, woman. Time's a-wasting and I want to smell the real you.'
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I was lying on the bed when she came out of the bathroom, her body glowing in the evening sun. She dived at me and we lay looking at each other, the warm, slick length of her pressing against me.
'Where do you want to start?' I murmured, trailing my fingers down her back. She wriggled with anticipation.
'Where we left off, I should think. Can you remember that far back?'
'As if it were yesterday.' I raised myself on one elbow and she rolled onto her back, her head cradled in the crook of my arm. I looked at her slim form and made a fake puzzled face. 'Hard to know where to begin really. Let's try the traditional route.' I dropped my mouth to hers and kissed her gently, then trailed my lips over her neck, feeling her soft skin under my tongue. My hand rose and traced delicate circles round her breasts, brushing over the firm teats, massaging them lightly. Her fingers began to dance over my hips and ass and my cock twitched in response. She felt the movement and I heard a smothered giggle.
'You're keen to say hello, aren't you?' she whispered.
'Not so keen as to take things too fast,' I said, and lowered my head again. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds, jutting aggressively from the surface of her breasts, and I saw that once again the engorged stubs had pulled her areolas into taut ovals. I laved them gently, then pursed my lips round one and suckled at it while I squeezed and rolled the other between my fingers. She gasped quietly and her breath quickened, her hand sliding between us and curling round my throbbing prick. I swapped breasts and nipped her rigid teat, enjoying the shudder that ran through her. Her thighs slipped apart and she began to rub her mound against me, the short hairs rasping on my belly. Slipping my arm from under her neck I nuzzled her dimpled navel with my tongue, savoring the musky aroma of desire that was rising from her pussy. She squirmed eagerly and I felt her pulling at my legs.
'Fair's fair, Luke. If you're going for appetizers then so am I. Straighten out and let me taste you.' I obeyed gladly and felt her breath on my groin. 'One thing,' she murmured shyly, 'and you don't have to if you'd rather not, but my ass is ultra clean so you needn't be worried.'
'Nor do you.' I bent my neck and nuzzled the top of her slit, inhaling deeply. Her thighs opened further and the full red lips of her pussy appeared, already beaded with welcoming dew. I swiped my tongue along the length of her cunt, collecting the nectar and tasting it expectantly. It was light and faintly spicy and my cock jerked as the pheromones hit me. Her lips slid over my glans and she began to wash me delicately with her tongue, dragging it over the ridges on the underside. Her hand cupped my balls and stroked them as I moved deeper between her legs and flicked her cuntlips with feather light touches. Her mouth tightened on me and I forced my tongue through the pleats and folds of her inner lips, searching for the entrance of her vagina. I found the ring of muscle that guarded the opening and stabbed into it, reveling in the fluttering reaction. Pulling back up her slit I found the little knotted stump of her clit and pursed my lips over it. The soft stubble that surrounded her cunt tickled my face as her hips began to roll and she pushed herself harder onto me, her breathing rising in volume as she took me deeper into her warm mouth.
Her scent was growing stronger and I kissed my way down her crack again, burying my face in her and smearing her juices over my mouth and chin. When I came to the crinkled rosette of her anus I slid my tongue round the edge before pushing the tip firmly into the little pucker in the centre. She moaned audibly and her sphincter relaxed, letting me slide deeper into her tight passage. I rimmed her slowly, enjoying the earthy taste of her secret place, and her asshole clenched urgently on my tongue, begging for more. As I complied I felt a slim finger exploring my own ass and pressing questioningly at my anus. She drove slowly into me, and my cock jerked spasmodically as I thrust deeper into her mouth. I replaced my tongue with a finger and her hips bucked, her abdominal muscles trembling as she tried to pull it further into her. I ran my lips back up her slit and settled them round her clit, circling my tongue round the base and humming softly.
