It was two weeks later. The doorbell rang at exactly 9:00 AM.
I opened the door. Suzy stood there with a smile on her face and announced, "I'm ready for my next lesson!"
"Now wait a minute, Suzy," I said. "The last time you were here I spent and hour and a half finishing the cleaning you didn't get done. Let's at least wait until you finish this time," I laughed.
"OK. I promise to get everything done, but I'm going to hurry," she said.
"I'll be in the office doing some research," I replied. Come get me when you finish"
I spent the next two hours trying to concentrate on finding information on the Internet for the paper I was writing. But my mind kept wandering to Suzy. I could hear her as she quickly moved from job to job in the house.
I had never thought of her in a sexual way before. After all, she had been my children's baby-sitter. In high school, she occasionally asked me for help and direction in her studies. She had sought my advice on selecting a college. I was like another father to her. I considered her an adopted daughter. Now, she was looking to me to help her discover her sexuality. I must confess, though, I was looking forward to another lesson as much as she seemed to be.
I thought to myself that Suzy had grown into quite a young woman. She was about 5' 7" tall. Her long brown hair fell down over her shoulders. I had never noticed her eyes until that first lesson two weeks ago. They were deep brown and had a sparkle that intrigued me. She had a woman's figure: strong shoulders, large breasts, well-shaped thighs, and muscular calves. "Yes, Suzy," I said to myself, "You have become quite the young lady."
"I'm finished." Suzy's words startled me out of my thoughts.
"I'm glad," I allowed myself to say. "Meet me in the bedroom."
On my way, I stopped in the bathroom and picked up an item that I had in mind for today's lesson.
When I got to the bedroom, Suzy already had her clothes off and was lying on the bed. I stopped for a moment to enjoy the look of her. Against my will, I began to feel a familiar sensation in my penis and felt it start to rise. Hoping Suzy didn't notice, I quickly walked to the other side of the bed and sat down.
"Have you been practicing what you learned in our last lesson?," I asked.
"Every day!," she responded. "And, do you know what? It feels better each time. I really like it when I can make myself come three or four times in a row. Now, what are you going to teach me today?," she demanded.
"Today I am going to introduce you to the joys of a vibrator. If you liked the feel of coming with your fingers, you are going to love the feel of a vibrator."
I told Suzy to begin stimulating herself and to let me know when she felt on her way to having an orgasm. I watched as she started by fondling her breasts. As her nipples became erect, she moistened a finger and traced circles around each one. With one hand, she went from nipple to nipple, squeezing and twist them. Her other hand worked its way to the cleft between her legs. She began caressing her mound. Slipping a finger inside her outer lips, she began stroking the length of her opening. She slipped in a second finger and I noticed her juices begin to flow, covering each finger. I head a sharp intake of breath and saw her body tense as she found her clitoris.
"Stop now, Suzy," I said.
"Oh, no," she moaned. "Why?"
