Ch. 03
Bablee the niece takes advantage
As a typical Pakistani woman, Bablee was of slight build, looking smaller than the students in the classroom. She was slim, had small hands, with thin delicate fingers, and skinny legs. It meant she looked out of place seated with the eighteen-year-olds, as though she should be with younger kids.
As a married woman of twenty-six, she was demure, and obedient to her husband as well as his family. Therefore it was a shock experiencing the western life style for the first time. Jetlag meant she found it difficult to keep up with what was happening to her.
Without a chance to recover from the long journey, and still bemused over what she was doing in the US, she was hassled into high school. A corporation employee had misread the instructions for Bablee. The corporation her husband worked for, arranged for his wife to attend adult classes, to gain a high school diploma.
Not understanding what was happening, she was mistakenly enrolled in a class for eighteen-year-olds, at a boarding school. Bablee was accepted in school, as a schoolgirl of eighteen. Being nervous, shy, and submissive, she dare not tell the staff they had made a mistake.
The principal assigned a mentor, to look after the new girl, tell her the rules, and settle her into the school routine. Adrian was only eighteen, but she hoped for his help in sorting out the mess she was in. As a male, in her eyes he held authority, and she thought the principal had put him in charge of her, rather than being there just to assist.
He saw a beautiful young woman, looking up to him, and responding to him sexually. When he found out she was a married woman of twenty-six, there was nothing to hold him back from seducing her.
She had been hazed by the girls in her dormitory, ending up naked in the boys dormitory. Her mentor, Adrian, grabbed her, and hid her in his bed from the matron. After passing that bold and courageous test, she had the protection of the class bully, Paula.
After being in his bed, it was almost inevitable she fell in love with the boy. This was so very outrageous, her whole world had been turned upside down. Sitting in a classroom of eighteen-year-olds, wearing a school uniform, taking part in lessons, left her sinking into the routine, and the role of schoolgirl.
Out of bed, shower, breakfast, two classes, a break, meet with Adrian, two classes, lunchtime, meet with Adrian, a free period, a class, then dinner. After dinner, she could meet with Adrian during a study period, then back to the dormitory. A chat with the girls, then lights out.
Her life was less demanding than at home, having her mother-in-law, and the sister-in-law demanding she cook, clean the house, attend to their wants, and shop in the local market. At home she had no time to herself, and none of the luxuries that were available in school.
Paula thought she was doing her new friend a favour, by having the uniform altered, helping with make-up, and fixing the girls hair.
A decent Pakistani woman would never wear such revealing clothes, or behave so rudely. Caught up in a strange situation, with such a different culture, she didn't understand the rules. Instead, her vulnerability had been taken advantage of, by eighteen-year-old class mates.
***
Adrian grabbed her at lunch time, and led her off for a secret rendezvous. It was all very romantic, and she was caught up with the heady atmosphere of secrecy and flirting.
'Where are you two going?' a stern voice demanded.
'I'm mentoring the new girl, ma'am,' Adrian explained.
'Really? Oh, yes, I heard about that. A bit of responsibility is doing you good, Adrian. Well done, carry on,' the teacher approved.
'We can't lie to a teacher!' Bablee worriedly said.
'Don't be afraid. We have her approval, and can go where we like. I've got something for lunch, and afterwards we have a free period, so plenty of time,' he said.
Bablee smiled up at him. He was her mentor, which meant he looked after her, and she had to do as he said. It was a comfortable feeling, having this big handsome young man, looking after her. She would do as he commanded, as she didn't know what was expected of her in this strange place.
Girls in the dormitory had surprised her with their lewd opinions, and the way they dressed. It was a school uniform, but they altered them to show off their bodies to the boys. Hers had been altered, with a short hem, and low cut, with buttons missing off the blouse. It was a surprise how quickly she got used to rudely showing off her legs, and even her panties.
'They looked into each other's eyes while eating, and even shared the drinks, taking a sip in turn. He was so romantic, she had never experienced anything like it. Her heart throbbed in her chest when they were near, and even when she thought of him.
'Come here, I can't wait,' he told her.
He wrapped his arms around her, for a tight cuddle. This wouldn't be allowed at home, whatever his age. Yet here it seemed innocent enough. From yesterday when they had a sexual experience, she knew different. It would lead to them sharing an intimate moment, which was very wrong for a married woman.
Even in this country, it was frowned upon. At home, having an illicit relationship with a man meant a beating, married or not. Was it that which made it all the more exciting? A naughty affair with a boy much younger than her was exciting, and it was mostly because he was so handsome and thoughtful.
They broke from deeply kissing.
'I, err, yesterday, we. . . I mean, I did, but you didn't,' she tried to say, but didn't have the right words.
'It's alright. We didn't have enough time. Besides, I enjoyed making you cum,' he sincerely spoke.
'Thank you. It was a lovely orgasm, sir,' she meekly said, and blushed like crazy.
'Would you like another orgasm?' he teased.
'I want you to have one!' she blurted out, then looked down at her wringing hands.
Her wedding bangles, and every trace of adulthood had been removed. All of it was placed in a locker, with her clothes. Her makeup had been washed off, to be replaced by what the girls made her wear. Her long dark hair was tied up in two ponytails, which they said looked cute. This way it was easier to think of herself as a young girl, with a handsome lover. That could never have been contemplated at home.
The girls seemed to think she was a slut, after being in bed with a boy. They thought it was a good thing, so maybe she should try harder to be a slut. Unsure of what it meant, she would ask Adrian when she had a chance.
'Together, let's have one together,' he said.
'Is that possible?' she asked.
'Yes, of course. We make love, and find the right rhythm, for both of us,' he said, trying to sound knowing and experienced.
'Yes, that would be nice,' she agreed, not knowing what he meant.
A rhythm was unknown, and making love was a hazy expression. If he said they should, then that's what she would have to do. He was her mentor appointed by the principal, so she must obey him. Unlike obeying her mother-in-law, it would be a pleasure to please this wonderful young man.
Before they could go further, Paula interrupted them.
'Sorry you two. Come on break it up. You're wanted in the administration office, Bablee. It's nice to see young love getting on so well,' she laughed. 'It's half an hour since lunchtime started. I'm surprised you two aren't at it,' Paula said.
'Bother! I'll take you there, and see what it is all about,' Adrian said.
As soon as they got close, they both guessed what it was.
'The dentist. He arrives here every two months,' Adrian said. 'Don't worry, it won't hurt, it's just an examination,' he tried to reassure her.
It might be a different country, but dentistry, and the smells, were just the same. This was paid for by the corporation, so there was no problem over finding the payment.
***
'What did he do?' Adrian asked.
