Lois Tillman was attending a teacher's convention. She was glad to have a chance to spend some time away from the crazy pace of her life at home. Even though she wasn't unhappy about the developments in her life, which included her relationships with Doreen Ingalls and Bobby Draper, she needed some space. Things were a crazy whirl at home and she had to have some time alone to think about the how the things happening to her might affect her life.
Despite how much pleasure she shared with Doreen, the fact that she was in a relationship with another woman did bother her. And she still couldn't quite come to grips with the fact that she was also having an affair with a student. Her marriage would probably end, she was sure of that, but she didn't know what she'd do when it finally did end. Was she ready to live the kind of hedonistic life-style she'd been living for the rest of her life?
One of the workshop leaders, a man who was conducting a two-day workshop at the convention, had the people attending his workshop take part in what he called a "team building exercise." He had the workshop attendees to pair off with people they didn't know in order to develop team-building skills. Lois was paired with David Wilson, a gorgeous young black teacher who told Lois he taught in an inner-city high school in one of the large cities in the state.
Lois and David agreed to meet in Lois's room after dinner to go over what the workshop leader wanted them to do. The prospect of being alone with the young man unsettled Lois. The minute she first saw David she found herself wondering what he'd be like in bed. "Not here, too," she thought, trying to force the lascivious thoughts from her mind. "What's the matter with me? That kind of thinking is exactly what I came here to get away from!"
She donned a khaki shirtdress that buttoned down the front, all the way from the neck to the hem. She decided not to put on underwear, and realized immediately what her adventuresome decision meant. She planned to attempt to seduce her partner. She realized she was planning to take advantage of her time alone with David to see if she could find out what making love with a black man was like.
The minute David knocked on the door Lois, who had anxiously been awaiting his arrival, let him in. She watched the young man walk into her room and noticed, to her delight, that he was acting nervous. His obvious discomfiture thrilled and delighted her. "Maybe he finds me attractive!" she thought.
"Uh, ah, I...are...are you ready to get to work?" the man stammered. He looked around the room nervously. Part of him expected some white men to appear and whip him because he was alone in a motel room with a white woman. He'd never been in a situation like this in his life. Although he worked in an inner-city school, he grew up in an upper-middle class black family in a small southern town and attended an all-black college. For most of his life, he had few experience with whites, especially white women.
Complicating things even more was the fact that he'd only been married a short time and his workshop partner was, he thought, a very attractive woman. He wasn't sure, but if he was right about the way she was looking at him, it might not be such a good idea for him to be alone with her in her room.
"Well, David, I suppose we should get to work," Lois said. "I really do appreciate the fact you agreed to work with me."
"Ah...sure, I...I'm glad you're working with me," David replied, smiling nervously. "I...I mean, you have a lot of experience and all..." He felt terribly warm. He should have asked the instructor to assign him a different partner, a male partner.
Lois grinned. "David, are you saying I'm an old lady?" she asked.
If David could have blushed, he would have. "Ah...no...ah...that's...that's not what I meant..." he protested. "I'm sorry, I..."
Lois smiled. He was so gorgeous! And his obvious shyness made him even more attractive! "I was just teasing you, David. I know that's not what you meant," she said. "Come on, let's get to work."
The materials they needed to review were in a drawer in the night stand next to the bed. Lois went to get them. She had purposely put them where they were because it meant she would have to bend over to get them. And, as she bent over to pick them up, she could almost feel the young black teacher's eyes on her. Her legs went a little weak.
They sat down at the table and began working. After awhile, Lois got up and walked around to David's side of the table, ostensibly to point out something in the outline. She leaned over him and, when she did, she purposely let her body brush against his. A rush of delight swept through her and, at the same time, she heard his breathing grow strained. She looked down, saw him gazing into the open neck of her outfit, and elation rose through her. Part of her couldn't believe she was acting this way! She was literally throwing herself at this young man she barely knew!
David didn't know what to do. He was sure the woman was coming on to him! He had been looking down the front of her dress and she had caught him, even though he had an idea she wanted him to look. Why else would she have left the top of her outfit open the way she had?
Alarm bells were clanging in his mind, telling him he was headed for trouble and that he ought to leave before things got out of control. He didn't move. He couldn't! He could barely breathe!
"David!" Lois said softly, "Whatever are you doing?"
The young man looked up at her wide-eyed, his face filled with dismay. "Uh...I...I..." he stammered.
"David, I don't believe it! You were looking down my dress," Lois said, "Weren't you?" She affected the tone she'd have used if she'd caught a student doing the same thing, and it had a surprising effect. "You were being very naughty, weren't you?" she asked sternly. She was barely able to keep arousal out of her voice. The young teacher stared at the table and nodded.
Lois took a deep breath. "Did...did you like what you saw, David?" she asked. This time her voice was a lot softer and gentler.
Without thinking, David nodded. Then, embarrassed, he looked up at Lois. "I...I'm sorry, ma'am," he murmured.
Lois pressed harder against his arm. He was trembling. "David, you're sweating," she whispered as thrills raced through her. This was going far better than she thought it might. He was so shy, far more reticent than she expected him to be! "Do you think it's too warm in here?" she murmured.
"Uh...yeah...it...it is kinda hot," David croaked. Hot didn't come close to describing how he felt. He tried thinking about snow, cold water, anything that might help him get his rampaging body under control. Nothing he thought of worked. All he could think of were the large pale breasts with pink tips that he'd seen. He couldn't get the mental picture of them to go away.
"Why don't you take your jacket off, David?" Lois suggested.
The young teacher stood up, slipped his jacket off, folded it carefully and laid it over the back of his chair. He hoped she couldn't see him trembling, and didn't notice that his groin was swelling. Now what?
"You still look too warm," Lois said. Excitement continued to expand through her. She realized she could have him! And would! "I think I know what will help you cool down." She undid his tie, pulled it off, then she began unbuttoning his shirt.
"Ah...what...what are...what are you doing?" David stammered. "We..." He couldn't believe this was happening. It was wrong! Part of him was still scared the Klan was going to burst into the room, grab him, drag him out, and hang him, the way they'd done his great-grandfather long ago. Another, far more powerful part of him wanted to throw the woman who was coming on to him onto the bed and fuck the hell out of her. He couldn't do that, either. What he did do was let her unbutton his shirt, while he stood there, panting and trembling.