My mother had moved into memory care at an assisted living facility, and I was trying to visit her as much as possible. There were ups and downs to the situation, and often times some sad things happening in the facility, but one high point was Padma. Padma was the receptionist at her facility, and I found myself looking forward to seeing her when I went to visit. She always had a smile and a pleasant greeting when I showed up - such a sweet, wholesome teenager who was completely undeserving of the nasty thoughts I had about her.
Padma was of south Asian descent, with clear light brown skin, dark eyes, and silky black hair. She was a petite girl, not much of an ass that I could see as I watched her walking to let me in, but a wonderful set of tits that she seemed to like to display - nothing bold or lascivious, just tight shirts, often with a bit of cleavage showing. They weren't particularly large, but a perfect pair of cupcakes that fit well with her slender frame, sitting high and proud on her chest. While I was quite taken with her, I was also well aware of being much more than twice her age, and I'm certain she had no idea of her effect on me. I did my best to not expose myself as the dirty old man I was, although I will admit that at times when watching porn featuring a young girl who resembled her, like Vina Sky or Xxlayna Rose, I would image that it was Padma as I jacked off.
One day when I arrived for my visit, along with Padma there was a new girl at the front desk. The new girl was giving Padma a run for her money in the looks department - a beautiful young black girl, dark chocolate skin with a heart shaped face, tight curves and oozing sex. Padma's face lit up as it always did when she greeted me, and she introduced the new girl as a friend of hers, Mia, from high school who was joining the staff and being trained to take over when Padma was off.
As I was signing the visitor's log, I heard Mia say to Padma, "Oh, is this him?"
"Mia, stop!" Padma said as I looked up, and I could see she was a bit flushed and flustered.
"What's that?" I asked, and Padma shot a look at Mia, and then told me, "Oh, don't pay any attention to her, she's just being a pain."
Mia didn't say anything, just grinned at her friend with a teasing smile, and Padma walked me back to the entrance to the memory care unit. She gave me her usual, "Have a nice visit" but she seemed to be a little bit embarrassed. Not wanting to add to her embarrassment, I smiled and pretended not to notice as I went into the facility.
When I finished my visit and I headed back to sign out, I could hear them talking quietly, but couldn't make out what was being said. As I came around the corner, they stopped talking, and I noticed that Padma looked away. Leaning over to sign the book, I noticed that Mia was watching me, and Padma was glancing up and then quickly looked away. I put down the pen, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Padma quickly said, "No, nothing" but Mia then said, "Padma has a problem, and I thought you could help her, Mr. Mann."
"MIA!" Padma exclaimed sharply, but Mia wouldn't let go.
"Come on, Padma, you know you said he was cute, and he'd be perfect!" Mia, replied.
"Wait, what? I'm not sure what's going on here, but I don't think..." I started, but Mia broke in.
"Mr. Mann, Padma's parents are very conservative and traditional, wouldn't even let her date until she turned 18. Which she did just last week. Thing is..." Mia leaned forward, and I was momentarily distracted by the top of her firm brown breasts showing above a lacy red bra peaking out from her tight blouse. She caught my look, and smiled back at me.
"Thing is," Mia continued, "she doesn't know the first thing about sex, and is afraid the boys will laugh at her. So I told her I could help - I'd teach her how to give a blowjob."
"OH! Um..." now it was my turn to blush. I didn't know what to say, but I wasn't about to get into trouble over this. "Okay, so, um, okay, well, what does that have to do with me?"
Padma still didn't look directly at me, but she did glance my way occasionally between glaring at her friend. Mia's face broke out into a huge smile and said, "Silly man, I can't teach her to give a blowjob without a cock to suck, and that's where you come in!"
To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I never would have imagined this, but as I looked back and forth to the two, I could see that Mia was serious, and more importantly, Padma seemed like she wasn't rejecting the idea. And while tempting, this could be so bad in so many ways.
Mia could see that I was hesitant, so she said, "Aren't you interested, Mr. Mann? I thought you'd be perfect for this - like I said, Padma thinks you are cute and likes you. I told her it's always better with someone you like; besides, I think we can trust you to keep your mouth shut about it afterwards, unlike any of the teenage boys we know. But maybe you don't think we're attractive?"
"Oh, no," I blurted out, "I think you are both very beautiful. But I just don't think..."
"Before you decide, Mr. Mann, " said Mia, "I think you should know, I am the best cocksucker in my high school, and I ALWAYS swallow."
This made me swallow, and seeing my face, Mia went for the kill, in a sultry voice she said, "Come on, don't you want to see two beautiful young teenage girls, naked, down on their knees sucking your hard cock until you cum in their mouths?"
As that image formed in my brain, I realized I really DID want to see that. But only if this was completely okay with Padma. So I said, "Padma, do you really want to do this?"
She looked up at me, shyly, and said softly, "Yes."
"That's not enough, I need to hear you say exactly what you want," I told her.
This time she held eye contact, and said firmly, "I really want to suck your cock, Mr. Mann. Please?"
Looking into those eyes, and that beautiful face, I knew this was probably a very very bad idea, but also something I wanted very very badly. "Okay," I said, "so what do we do now?"
