The present continuation of "Country Life" is marked with "II" to say that it's a rather freestanding story that can be read without having read the previous chapters. I would of course like you to read them as well. There will probably be three chapters in Country Life II. I hope you will enjoy them and please tell me what you like them by voting or giving comments.
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Autumn came after a marvelous summer with lots of sex. I had been introduced and trained in sex by several of mother's friends. Lena, our lovely maid, had taken on my sisters and me. She had also let me enjoy her charms in full several times. The last weekend before school started we had been alone in the house together with the virgin cook Karin. They asked me to take her cherry and after that we had a wonderful weekend together where Lena treated me like a man she wanted to have sex with and not as a pupil.
It was my last year before graduation and I had to concentrate to get good grades. It helped that Lena and Karin gave notice and moved to town to open a café. They left me with very sweet memories though having been so adorable.
In early autumn mother decided that we should learn how to dance. She hired a teacher from the city to come and teach my sisters and me.
The journey was long and it was decided that she, of course it was a female, should come every second Friday afternoon and stay overnight. We should have lessons on Friday evening and Saturday morning.
We were very anxious to meet her the first time. Marianne came and we were immediately pleased. She was a good-looking woman in her early thirties, slim and fit with friendly manners and a good laugh.
The first lesson went uneventful. She taught us the basics of dancing and how to listen to and follow the music. It was interesting and fun.
At the second occasion we started to practice real dancing. Mostly my sisters danced together and I danced with Marianne.
The problem was that I got erect almost immediately when I held her in my arms. Well, some dances where body contact was limited wasn't that bad but dances where I should held her close was difficult, for instance a slow foxtrot or the tango.
She had a lean body with a protruding pubic mound. Maybe that was part of the problem. Her mons pressed against me when we were close and when she put a leg in between mine in the tango. She also pressed her lover body close to me to direct and control my movements.
All in all, I was erect most of the time and she got more and more frustrated. At the end of the Friday lesson she told me quite harshly that I had to calm down and control myself. She couldn't teach me properly otherwise she said.
Well, the Saturday lesson didn't go any better. I got erect and she wasn't pleased at all.
At the next occasion the same thing happened. I was erect from the moment the lessons started until the end. My sisters noticed that something was going on but said nothing. They were quite busy to learn how to dance.
After the lesson I overheard Marianne talk to my mother.
"How is the lessons progressing?" mother asked.
"Well, the girls are learning fast. But Anders can't dance properly when he is like that. His movements get wrong," Marianne answered.
"What do you mean? When he is like that?" mother asked a bit puzzled.
"Well, you know . . . hard," Marianne said a bit embarrassed.
"Oh you mean he gets an erection when he dances with you?" mother said matter-of-factly. "Well, doesn't that show that he is a healthy young man and reacts normally to your lovely body?"
"Well, yes, I guess so, but I can't teach him properly. He moves wrongly. And I can't let him dance with his sisters in such a condition, can I?" Marianne said, back in her teaching role.
"Oh, but you are a teacher, a professional. You must know how to handle it. I don't. You have to find a solution, haven't you," mother said calmly.
"Well, yes, of course. But you won't disapprove then when I do what it takes?" Marianne said lightly.
"Oh no, of course not. You are the professional. You have to take care of the situation. I want my children to be good dancers," mother said and started to talk of other things.
Marianne started the Saturday class with dances that didn't require too much body contact. But towards the end there were some slow dances and the tango and my rock hard cock poked into Marianne's protruding mound. At the end of the lesson Marianne showed that she was displeased.
"We can't go on like this, Anders. You will never learn how to dance properly with that thing in your pants," she said.
A fortnight later at the Friday lesson she saved all dances with close body contact until last. And I got erect as soon as I held her close.
"Anders, Anders, what shall we do with you? We can't go on like this," she said at the end of the lesson. "We have to talk it over. Come to my room after the evening tea, it's the blue room."
I had nothing against coming to her room although I didn't know what she wanted.
I knocked on her door and she opened it dressed in a long, thin gown. She looked delicious.
"Hi Anders, come on in. Come and sit here beside me, we have to talk" she greeted me and sat down on the couch.
"Oh well, yes, we have to talk. Anders, you know you have that problem," Marianne hesitantly began. "We must find a way to calm you down so we can have a good lesson tomorrow. I mean a lesson that isn't disturbed by that hard thing. Why do you get like that?"
"Uh, well, yes, it is because of you," I blurted out but sensed that there was no need to be frightened. This was an odd conversation.
"Oh, so you mean it's my fault that you can't control yourself? Why is that?" she asked sternly.
"Well, when I hold you in my arms I dream about your body. I get fantasies of what you look like, naked I mean, and that makes me hard. I think you look gorgeous and I can't stop thinking about it," I said looking at her. She blushed slightly.
"Oh? . . . Is that what you are thinking about when we dance? . . . Oh my goodness . . . well, uh . . . well, if you were allowed to . . . to see me naked, do you think that would take care of the problem? I mean, if you knew, you shouldn't have fantasies about me, right? And thus we could have undisturbed lessons?" Marianne said hesitantly, thinking as she talked.
"Well maybe. We wouldn't know until we have tried it, would we?" I answered her.
She watched me for a while.
"Well, maybe it's worth it. I mean, if it makes you calm and we can get on with the lessons. Yes, all right, I will let you see me naked," she said having made up her mind.
She rose and stood a little away from me when she opened her robe. She was naked underneath and looked beautiful.
