Hand-in-hand, Rose and I walked along the beach. Lake Bathem looked beautiful at sunset, with the western sky filled with warm colors and the last of the boats slowly making their way toward the docks. There were still a few people enjoying the swimming area, as well as a few dogs playing with their owners and a few couples venturing out of the forest.
While most people were heading toward their cars, Rose and I continued to walk a path along the edge of the lake. The small waves broke just a few feet away from us, and more than a few times, we stopped briefly to admire the scenery, and to hold each other.
Eventually, however, it was definitely time for us to return to the hotel. With my arm around her shoulders, I slowly lead the way back to the car, and was not at all surprised to find that there were only five other vehicles besides mine in the parking lot.
"I'm ready," Rose announced softly as I started the engine.
"Ready for what?" I asked, genuinely uncertain what she had meant.
"I'm ready to give myself to you," she confirmed.
I put my hand upon her thigh, well below the hem of her short skirt. "You don't have to, you know," I said honestly. "I love you already. You don't need to 'prove' anything by..."
She put up a hand to stop me in mid-sentence. "I want to," she affirmed with conviction in her voice. "For the first time, I truly want someone to slide inside me, make me a true woman."
One of the lights at the edge of the parking lot cast its yellow-orange glow upon her in such a way as to highlight the curves of her chest. I had thought of Rose already as a true woman, but at this particular angle, in this particular lighting, I thought consciously for the first time that she did somewhat look like just a "girl" with her smallish breasts, but that definitely did not detract from her in any way.
What it did make me consider, however, was that she was truly significantly younger than me.
...and that she was one of my students.
Placing a hand upon mine, Rose smiled at me. "I'm yours," she whispered. "I want to be with you, both physically and especially romantically. But tonight, I definitely want to be yours... physically."
Somewhat testing her, I squeezed Rose's thigh, and her smile deepened.
I gently scratched the inside of her thigh, and her eyes sparkled.
I slowly moved my fingertips underneath the hem of her skirt, and my student leaned toward me, resting her head upon my shoulder.
"I want you," I admitted. "I've wanted you for some time."
"Since the first day of class?"
I felt myself blush slightly. "Before."
Rose moved her hand to my thigh, scratching me gently through my jeans. "Tonight, I'm yours. Any way you want, so long as it doesn't involve knives or needles."
I chuckled. "You must be a bit kinky to make that type of clarification."
Her silence and lack of response spoke volumes, but I decided not to pursue it. Instead, I turned my attention to getting us back to the hotel.
*****
I closed the door to the hotel room behind us, then stepped into Rose's embrace. She sighed contentedly into my chest.
"Bathe with me?" she suggested after a few moments. "I have a bubble bath solution we can use."
I had not had a bubble bath since I was probably 5 years old, and had never even considered it for as long as I could remember. But suddenly, probably because I would not be alone, a bubble bath sounded like an excellent idea.
"That would be nice," I admitted, giving Rose a gentle squeeze.
A few minutes later, I joined the young woman in the bathroom. After she had removed her contacts, as the bathtub filled with water and bubbles, I kissed her anew, my hand directly over her heart and enjoying its steady, loving rhythm.
She made the first move, stepping back just enough so that she could unbutton my shirt. We took our time in undressing each other, pausing only to allow a garment to flutter to the floor, plus an additional pause to turn off the water so the tub would not overflow. And as I knelt before her, I could see and smell her desire upon the crotch of her thong, and I leaned forward to sniff her natural musk briefly before I rendered her naked in my presence for the very first time.
She was definitely not shy. Rose made no attempt to cover herself. Once she had stepped out of her thong, she cradled my head and pulled my face to her bare mound, where I placed a kiss directly above her clitoris while gently kneading her lower cheeks.
Slowly, I kissed and caressed my way up my student's youthful body, pausing briefly to nibble a nipple, until I stood before her, when she started her kiss and caress her way down my body, ultimately kneeling before me. She lowered my briefs and rendered me naked, and smiled appreciatively as she took my growing length into her hands, fondling me with care as she looked up at me with smiling lips and eyes.
Her hands suddenly looked small and obscene as they touched me intimately. Her red-tipped fingers kneaded my genitalia carefully, and it was clear that she had done at least this much before. The clear desire leaking from my manhood was the proof that she was pleasing me, and when she leaned forward and used her tongue to bring that desire into her mouth, I was indeed a very happy person.
Rose treated my bulbous tip as if it was a lollipop. She licked tentatively several times, drawing more of my clear desire from within me, then finally took me into her mouth for the first time. Gently, slowly, she suckled me, drawing me deeper and deeper into her while her fingers stimulated my testicles and my lengthy shaft with care. My breathing was increasing, becoming subtly louder and heavier, as I brushed her red strands away from her face as that I could watch with great rapture as she eagerly accepted me further and further into her mouth. I was becoming warmer, hotter, and not just from the steam rising from the steaming bubble bath beside us.
