A couple of weeks after the amazing weekend when Miss Boman so thoroughly and lovely taught me about the facts of life mother's friend Mrs. Lundin came to stay a couple of days. She had visited mother regularly every summer although I hadn't seen her for a couple of years.
She came in her own car just before lunch. She was very elegant, tall and slender and smartly dressed, in expensive clothes mother said. She was very sophisticated. I watched her with great interest. She might be the friend mother had mentioned in her talk with Miss Boman.
After lunch we went to the lake to swim. I was very curious to get a good look of her body.
Mrs. Lundin wore a thin, one piece simple swim suit that clung to her body. To my surprise it revealed that her breasts very bigger than her dress had shown and very shapely. She carried them proudly, always pushing them forward. Another interesting part of her body was the mons. It was well rounded and stood out. I wondered if she had put padding in her swim suit.
She was a talkative woman and chatted a lot, mostly with mother of course but she also asked me a lot of questions. When we swam she commented on how much I had grown and wanted to test my muscles. She told me to flex my biceps and she felt and squeezed them telling how big they were and how strong I had become. She also stroked over my chest. She had always done that sort of thing as women often do with children. Well, I was proud of my body and liked her praise.
After a couple of hours mother excused herself to go home. She always seemed to have things to do. Mrs. Lundin and I stayed. She chatted on and her questions got more personal asking what I liked to do, what I liked best in school and jokingly about girls.
Eventually it was time to go home. Mrs. Lundin rose and I followed.
"Eric, be a gentleman and turn around. I want to change," she said. Of course I did. I heard how she wriggled out of her swim suit, and then it got quiet.
"Eric," she called.
I turned around. There she was, standing erect, stark naked. In a flash I took her whole body in.
"No, Eric, no. I didn't mean that you should turn around. I wanted you to hand me my bag over there," she said hastily. But she didn't try to cover herself. She stood proudly, hands on hips, showing off. She shifted her legs a little nervously though.
She had a shapely body I had to admit. Her ample breasts were very shapely and astonishingly firm. She carried them proudly keeping her shoulders back. The nipples were hard and stood out. Her very long legs ended in a thick and very protruding mons. There had been no padding after all. And god, she was hairy. The maidenhair was a thick mass of brown hair that stretched wide and slightly down her inner thighs. Above that a nicely rounded belly, flat for being her age I thought. Her smiling face and fair hair completed it. Yes, I certainly would like to fuck her if being invited.
"Eric, please give me my bag," she called again. I woke up and turned to get her bag. When I turned back she was still standing there but had moved her feet slightly apart. I saw her pussy slit glisten.
"Thank you, well you saw it all but no harm done," she said calmly and put first a bra on, then her panties before she pulled a dress over her head. "Ready to go?"
After breakfast the next morning she asked me secretly to come to her room. She wanted to talk to me, she said
Mother had put her in the cabin, a small house which could only be used in summertime. It was roomy and had its own facilities although primitive. The shower and wash stand was outdoors but shielded and with a simple roof. Very nice though in warm weather.
I came to her cabin as requested. She sat in a chair with crossed legs. Her robe parted well above the knee.
"Sit down Eric. I want to have a serious talk with you about delicate matters." She stopped and hesitated for a while, looking nervously at me. "Well, I want to talk about sex. I think that you liked to see me in the nude yesterday, didn't you?"
"Yes, yes you looked marvelous," I stammered.
"Oh, thank you. Well, your mother thinks it's about time that you learn about the facts of life, about women and sex and she has asked me to teach you. Would you like that, would you like me to be your teacher? It means that you have to touch me and . . . uh, well . . . do other things of that kind." She stopped again a bit embarrassed.
"But yes, of course. I would like it very much," I said. "I am sure that you can teach me a lot."
"Excellent. Shall we begin right away? You have time now?" Mrs. Lundin said, relieved and nervous at the same time.
"Nature's ultimate meaning with sex is to create life, to create new babies," she began. It sounded like a well rehearsed lesson. "But nature is clever. To make sure that people want to make new babies nature has made the procedure very pleasurable, if you know how to do it, mind you. But man is as clever as nature and has found out that the pleasure can be had without it resulting in babies. Man is about the only animal on earth that wants to make it all the time. I intend to teach you how to make the act a pleasurable one." Mrs. Lundin became silent. What a speech I thought.
