In high school, Math wasn't my strongest subject. I was 18 and in my senior year. If I didn't pass this math class, college wouldn't be an option. So my mother hired a tutor. Didn't work. Tried another. Finally, I spoke with my teacher, Ms. Robards. I explained that I was having trouble but the tutors weren't helping. Ms. Robards offered to help.
"I can't do it after school due to cheerleading." I said. She said no problem we could do evenings and weekends. The first time was scheduled for Friday.
I showed up at her house at 6:00 and she let me into the dining room where we could work. We worked for an hour and then took a break and talked. Ms. Robards is about 35 with a curvy, but fit body. I asked about a husband and she said she hadn't met anyone yet. I let it drop. We studied for another hour and then I left.
We usually met three times a week. An hour on Tuesday and Thursdays and then for two hours on the weekend. We often talked after the study sessions and during breaks. I was getting to know her pretty well. My math skills started to show strong improvement. Soon I was looking forward to the sessions more for the conversation than anything else.
We would talk about all kinds of things. Even boys. She asked how things were without being to prying. I opened up and felt that I could tell her anything. I soon felt comfortable asking her sex questions that I would be horrified to ask my mom. She was candid and helpful. She had a hot tub out back and I mentioned it several times. One day she said that I should bring a suit and we could try it out after tutoring.
The first time, she came out in a bikini that showed her body off pretty well. Being a teen, my bikini was pretty skimpy. I told her that she looked great and should have plenty of suitors. She laughed it off and let it drop.
The hot tub became a regular thing on weekends for us. One day while sitting in the tub, I mentioned that she hadn't seemed to be dating anyone over the past several months. She said that she had, but kept it pretty much under wraps. They had just broken up after six months.
I told her I was sorry. I asked how the sex was. She blushed and told me that it had been great. The best part of the relationship. They just hadn't gotten along well in other areas. I told her that my current boyfriend was just ok in the sack. Mainly he would just put it in with little to no foreplay. I was thinking of dumping him.
She laughed and said that men could be like that. I picked up something in the comment and she admitted that she had dated women exclusively since she was 22. I told her that I was so surprised, but honored that she could share that with me.
She smiled and said that with the things at school, she had to keep that part of her life under wraps. I asked her what it was like. She said that women were softer, more caring and took their time with things rather than pushing to get their rocks off.