Nathan waited at the end of the driveway for his driving instructor to pick him up for his first lesson. He was kicking the tree as he waited. Not only was the instructor late but he'd just had another argument with his mother. He didn't think driving lessons were necessary, he could drive well but his mother said he needed intensive lessons and she didn't have the time.
This sucked, he thought, all his mates already had their licenses. His father had tried to talk her around but she insisted that Nathan was not going for his license till he had driving lessons and it had to be with a qualified driving school. So here he was on a Saturday, a hot sunny summer's day, waiting for some stupid old fart to give him driving lessons because his mother was overprotective. His mother fussed about everything, even what he was wearing today. He had thrown on his favourite jeans and his torn Screaming Skulls t-shirt. She had tried to get him to change but no way, it was bad enough she told him what to do but what he wore. No way!
Nathan stuck his hands in his jean pockets, idly scuffing his feet in the dirt. He considered walking away and going to a mate's place just as a car turned the corner. Nathan looked up, his hand shading his eyes, he squinted, trying to see if it was the driving instructor. He groaned as the car slowed, yeah, it was the driving instructor. There written on the side was Dunn's driving School. He just hoped that they didn't pass any of his mates while driving around. The car pulled into his driveway and Nathan walked slowly up to it. The door opened and the driver stepped out, it was a woman. Nathan stopped dead in his tracks. Wow, he had expected his instructor to be a man. "Hi." She said as she turned toward him.
"Are you Nathan?" She asked as she smiled at him.
"Yeah." He mumbled. God, he thought to himself she was a real babe. She was wearing a white blouse tucked into a tight black skirt. She had a very narrow waist and big knockers. He thought he could make out the outline of her bra through the thin shirt. "I'm Desiree Dunn. Your driving instructor." Nathan nodded.
He was still checking her out, what a body. She looked like she would be about his mother's age but she looked real good. Nathan thought his mother was ok but Desiree was a knockout. She wore her long blonde hair down her back and wore very little makeup, she was a natural beauty. "Shall we get going then?" She asked.
He nodded again nervous that his voice might crack up on him. "Before we go I have to do something." Desiree stepped to the passengers side of the car and right in front of Nathan she bent down, her back to him and very slowly peeled the magnetic sign from the door. Her tight skirt started sliding up her tanned thighs, higher and higher, flashing Nathan some fine leg action. As the skirt rose higher Nathan could see up her skirt and he caught a quick flash of her white panties. The way her butt wiggled he could swear that she was showing him on purpose.
She stood up and smoothed the skirt back down. "I always take the signs off when I take out young people. No need for your friends to know you're having driving lessons, is there?" She said.
"Thanks." Nathan almost stuttered in reply.
"You're very welcome." She said unlocking the passenger's side door. Nathan jumped in as Desiree walked around to the driver's side door and peeling the other sign off tossed them through the open back window.
She got back into the car, her tight skirt riding high on her thigh. "Don't forget to belt up now." Desiree reached past Nathan, her breasts brushing his chest and grabbed his seat belt. "I'll give you a hand. This belt sometimes sticks."
Nathan could smell her perfume. She quickly did up his seatbelt, smiling at him as she did. "Your mother told me that you are a fine young man." Nathan stared ahead, not sure where to look. "She also said you want your license by the time your 18."
"Yeah." He answered. "I'm 18 in two month's time and all my friends have got theirs."
Desiree started the car. "I'll drive down the road a little, you can take the wheel and we'll see what you need to work on." She reversed out the driveway and drove out of his street.
"I passed a park on the way here. I'll stop there while we go through some of the finer points of driving and see how much you know." Nathan sat there quietly, but out of the corner of his eye he was looking at her legs. Her skin looked so soft, he wanted to reach out and feel for himself.
"Nathan?" He realised she had been talking to him. "Sorry," he mumbled. She laughed, such a soft laugh almost a throaty chuckle. "I said we're here."
"Oh, yeah, ok." he said "Are you nervous?" She asked as she placed her hand on his knee. "There's no need to be. I've been teaching driving for over 10 years now, ever since my husband passed away and left me the business. A widow at only 29." She laughed again. "Listen to me prattle on."
She gave his knee a pat and then removing her hand she turned towards him. "Undo your seat belt, get comfortable and we'll have a quick chat." Nathan reached down and tried to undo his seatbelt but the damn thing was stuck.
"Sorry." Desiree said as she reached out to help him. Her hand brushing against his. "I keep meaning to take it to the garage to get it fixed." Desiree pulled and struggled with the seatbelt. Nathan was beginning to feel a little silly but was very relieved as he heard the soft click as the belt released.
"Let's swap places." Desiree and Nathan got out of the car, swapping seats. Nathan got behind the wheel of the car.
"Now you show me what you would do if you were getting ready to drive the car." Nathan went through a mental checklist. Putting his seat belt on. Checking the rear vision mirror and side mirrors. Ensuring the car was in neutral. Adjusting his seat. "Very good. Are you ready to go for a drive?"
"Yes." Nathan said. "Don't forget your seatbelt." Desiree does her seat belt up and Nathan starts up the car. "Drive around the carpark." She instructs. Nathan drives slowly around the car park showing the ease with which he drove the car. "Carefully drive out onto the road and go left." Nathan eased the car into the traffic and drove with care. Aware that Desiree was watching his every move.