Please read chapter one to be in the flow of my journey.
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I was apprehensive of the upcoming lesson with Bill. After the initiation by him to what love making could be all about, I realized that I was just a depository for John to make him feel good.
Bill showed up for class. I was all tense but seeing his smile relaxed me. I did not know how to respond to him Should I give him a kiss, hug, or thank you?
He just said, "Hi Erin, I guess we have to do double time to catch up with my lesson."
"We sure do Bill."
My nerves were strung tight. Was he going to make a move on me? We started the lessons and finished them on time. He picked up his books and said, "Catch you day after tomorrow for the next one, ten more to go."
"See ya Bill. Keep studying."
My heart sunk. I was all nerves with nothing happening to initiate sex again.
I was not comfortable in initiating anything. Not even so much as a hint of anything happening at the last class. I wanted his cock pleasing me again if not then and there we could have set up a rendezvous for a session somewhere. I was hoping he could tutor me in sex and I him for his GED.
Four more lessons came and went; again no hint to play.
I decided to hell with him. He used me for another notch in scoring with women. It was the cock attached to him anyway that I had an interest in, not him; a cock.
I needed to feel that awesome feeling of orgasmic pleasure and decided to pay more attention and take up on a suggestive hint the next time one was offered. Before, at the gym I would ignore guy's comments.
I usually wear a sports bra and low-rise, boy-style fit shorts that fit snug to my butt cheeks.
I decided not to take my wedding band off to reduce the number of guys hitting on me that might otherwise the next time I went to the gym.
Several weeks past and the ones that did hit on me did not make my nips hard looking at them.
Bill came by for his lessons and nothing happened between him and me for several more week. He was nearing the end of his coming for the GED tutoring.
At the gym as I was on the tread machine from my backside I heard, "Hot buns there babe." When he was along side of me, I looked at his face and form and instantly my nips hardened; "Really now, thanks."
"Do you share them or are you a one man at a time person?"
"Just one man at a time in bed with me, interested?"
"I'm Jeff, was that an invitation I just heard?"
"I'm Barb, no, it was just a question."
"Damn right babe I'd be interested."
"Care to meet for refreshments in snack area in 30 minutes?"
"Sure Barb, don't work out too much and lose that form you have. See you in thirty."
We met and had that get to know you stuff. Found out in the conversation he was married. I asked him if he hit on every girl he saw or any type in particular and did he cheat if a girl was receptive to his offers.
He hit on all girls hoping to score. In my mind that meant sleeping with them.
I heard, "Seeing you here with a wedding band talking to me suggests that you might cheat a little yourself. If I made the wrong assumption I apologize."
I blushed and answered, "Not often but it has happened."
"What time do you arrive here at the gym?"