Paul was not a teacher, but one day a week, in his lunch break, he went into a local school and helped give personal tuition to pupils with reading and writing difficulties. He had been doing this for a few years now and thought that the work was reward enough in itself. He seemed to have particular success with the older pupils, who liked his way of talking to them and treating them as adults with less experience, rather than stupid children. When he looked in the mirror, he saw nothing special, friendly grey-green eyes, dark wavy hair, six foot and in need of exercise to trim down a bit of a paunch. In fact just an average forty-year old male.
Lisa was one of Paul’s successes. Nineteen years old, she could just about read and write, when Paul started working with her. She seemed to respond to his gentle patience and now, just before she was due to leave school, she was able to show Paul the acceptance letter, confirming a place at university. Paul was flushed with her success and, looking at her flushed and smiling face, suddenly saw a new side to her. She was no longer a struggling student, but now was an attractive young woman who would be going away very soon. Paul felt a tightening in his chest and a pressure in his loins as he looked at Lisa again. Instead of a slightly gauche, somewhat gawky girl, he was looking at a willowy young woman, graceful and slender with a new inner confidence. Lisa smiled and blushed a little when she realised that he was looking at her differently.
“Paul, would it be all right for me to phone you, just to keep in touch?”
“Lisa, you’ll forget about me quickly enough, but if you really want it I’ll give you my mobile number.”
Lisa did not answer, just picked Paul’s mobile ‘phone off the desk and tapped the buttons for a few seconds. Then she took her own mobile out of a pocket and tapped away again.
“There, we’ve exchanged mobile numbers. Will you call me and return my text messages? Promise?
“Lisa, if you send me a text or phone me I promise you I will respond”
Lisa giggled happily and then, turning her back, rapidly tapped on the keys of her phone. She looked up only when she had finished composing her message. Paul’s phone beeped for attention. Reaching into his pocket he closed his fingers around the hard case and drew out the ‘phone a touch on the keys summoned up the message that had called for attention
The screen said “I LV U” and Lisa just watched him.
“Well, aren’t you going to answer it?”
Paul said nothing, just stepped closer and, with the tip of his finger, lifted her face so that he could kiss her. As their lips met Lisa flung her arms around him and hugged, pressing herself against him. Her mouth opened and she sucked gently on his tongue drawing it into her mouth and trapping it between the tips of her teeth while her tongue caressed and smothered it. Paul’s pants bulged as his cock stiffened and thickened under the influence of this young woman kissing him hungrily. Paul groaned softly into Lisa’s mouth and his hands slid around her waist, pulling her closer to him.
At last they broke the kiss, both of them breathless from the blossoming passion between them. They looked around the empty classroom, catching their breath. Lisa reached for him again, sliding her hands around his waist and pressing herself against him.
