Harold's parents were absent most of the time. His father travelled a lot for work and his mother had many social obligations outside their home.
As Harold's school results were always more than satisfactory, they left him to lead his life as he wished. He took most of his hot meals in the school restaurant and only on Sunday evenings his parents and he tried to have a hot meal together, cooked by his mother.
Harold was well appreciated by his teachers and fellow students. He had a number of good friends. Like Harold, they did not have much free time, but they sat together during meals and breaks in school.
They had noticed Harold's increasing self-confidence and sometimes wondered what had caused it.
Harold still needed to masturbate every day to ease his sexual tensions and to deal with his copious production of semen.
Only on the days before his dates with Lydia he refrained from masturbation. To save up my seed for you, as he once admitted to her.
He disposed of the porno magazines; they now seemed to him such poor substitute for the real thing, the gratifying sex he had with Lydia.
Harold had asked Lydia for a photograph, and she gave him one of herself in a bikini; she made him promise however that he would keep the picture strictly for himself.
She was amused when he reassured her that he was used to concealing images of sexy women. She was secretly aroused by the thought that he would watch a picture of her whilst masturbating.
The McPhersons asked him to come to their home discretely through an alley behind their house and via a backdoor that was not visible from the street.
When Harold came to the McPhersons in the morning on Saturdays or Sundays, Lydia let him have the surplus of her milk after she had fed her babies.
She and Harold loved to take the time for this nursing. She sat on the edge of the bed, and he stretched out on his back on the bed with his head on her lap. In this way, it was easy for her to offer him her breasts.
She loved to see him nursing, his eyes closed, to feel him eagerly sucking her milk and thereby sucking the tension out of her breasts.
Whenever he became too aroused and his erection became painful, she eased his suffering with a skilful hand job.
She was turned on by feeling the throbbing of his penis in her hand and, when he came, seeing the jets of semen spraying onto his belly.
An advantage of such initial orgasm by hand was that Harold was able to delay his orgasm longer during intercourse with Lydia later on.
On those Fridays when the McPhersons came home relatively early, there was time to have sex with Harold after Lydia had fed her twins.
When it was late and she felt too tired however, she still gave him a quick blowjob before he left. Or 'fellatio', as Lydia called it with her preference for posh words.
She had noticed that Harold always became aroused when he saw her and the Friday nights were no exception.
"I can't let you go in this state," she used to say.
Lydia did not mind swallowing his semen. She invariably commented after an ejaculation in her mouth. "You needed it, didn't you," or," you gave me a lot this time." Or even: "What have you eaten yesterday?"
After full sessions of love making, Lydia and Harold liked to stay in bed for a while to recover.
Facing each other and chatting.
It allowed Harold to keep feasting his eyes on Lydia's body. She let him caress her everywhere.
Lydia loved to hold his scrotum in her hand. 'His masculinity', as she called it.
During these relaxed conversations, Lydia revealed a lot about sex to Harold.
He brought along his guide 'The new joy of sex' and they spent much time browsing through the book and commenting on the different positions and techniques described and illustrated in loving detail.
Lydia did not hesitate to expose her own vulva and clitoris to Harold to tell him about their functions and sensibilities.
Harold had become intrigued by what he had seen and read about the practice of cunnilingus and during one of their love making sessions he begged Lydia to explain it more fully to him.
"'Cunnilingus', 'pussy eating', or 'eating out', or whatever you want to call it, is a practice you can conquer any woman with if you do it well," she said.
"You can drive a woman crazy with lust and give her the most intense orgasms with a slow, protracted cunnilingus.
I love it too. You've seen Glen doing it to me. Do you want me to teach you?"
"I would love to Lydia, especially if I can give you pleasure." he replied, "teach me, show it to me please."
