My summer was off to a great start. I had just landed a new job in the computer field in an up and coming company. My prospects had never looks so good. I would be going to Germany in the next few months to live, perhaps for the several years.
I hadn’t really spoken any German for a couple of years, not since I had been there in the Air Force, so my comprehension was less than desirable. So I pitched to my new employer that a refresher course would be an asset for them as well as myself.
With that agreed upon the company located a qualified tutor for an intensive one to one crash course.
I drove to the address given to me. It turned out to be a nice suburban area with nice homes with pools etc. I pulled into the driveway and hopped out of my car and headed up to the house via the flagstone walk.
Ringing the doorbell I waited for the tutor. I scanned the trim hedges and flowerbeds everything was pristine, but not sterile. It was sort of an English garden type laid down with an eye to detail. Very pretty!
The door swung open and I was greeted by a stunning vision.
“Well, you must be James.” Came this accented lilting voice.
“Ahh,yes!” I muttered as I looked at this beautiful creature.
“Ja das ist gut. Please why don’t you come in.” she offered in accented English.
This Teutonic beauty led me through the foyer into her living room. I must describe her at this point. Gabi, as her name turned out to be, was a young sixtyish woman. She had graying blonde hair that was braided and in a bun on each side of her head. At five feet seven inches tall, she was seven inches shorter than I was. Her figure was magnificent, that is if you like plump older woman and boy I do!
Her full breast must have been 42 DDs and she had at least a 48 inch hipline. Her full meaty buttocks and thighs flowed into strong calves, which were at best advantage in the mules she was wearing.
You know I really wasn’t sure what to expect as a tutor, but this was awesome.
She gestured for me to sit with her on the settee. Her voluptuous figure oozed sexuality and vitality. The light sundress didn’t hide much either as it clung to her torso excentuating each curve.
As we engaged in small talk, where was I from, what did I wish to accomplish with the lessons, my mind thought back to my college days when I was in Nuremburg as a student for a semester. That is where I developed my taste for the full figure Frauen. I had had a long affair with my landlady of 55 years of age when I was only 18 years old. She not only took my virginity and taught me the whys and wherefores of sexuality, she opened the world of high culture, of wine and food, of fine art and of fine attire. Hedwig was a real treasure.
I pulled myself back to the present and continued to relax and enjoy Frau Hoffmann’s company.
We talked about conjugating and adjectives. She made me speak only in German the entire time I was there. Her theory being total emersion is the only way to learn any thing.
After two hours, she fixed us something to eat. Then the grind began again.
I left her home exhausted and with a slight headache from the sheer concentration.
The lessons were from 10AM till 12:30PM. We would stop for something to eat and then continue where we had stopped until 4:30PM.
She was a real taskmistress, however it worked and each day I progressed to a better efficiency.
Gabi had a very musical laugh. More of a high pitch giggle that would rip and cause her round belly to shake. She had a wicked sense of humor too. I’m sure she was aware of the effect she was having on me because many of her jokes had sexual innuendoes. I found out for instance that she that she was a nudist and regularly sunbathed naked in her backyard by the pool. She could walk around her property totally naked because of the high privacy fence.
Many times she would meet me at the front door wearing only a pure white terry cloth robe. Then conduct the entire lesson only clad in the robe. Occasionally she would let the front open and give me a glimpse of her full breast or her inner thigh. Then just as quickly cover up as if nothing had occurred.
One Friday after the lesson was over Gabi opened a chilled bottle of Franken wine. While pouring the wine she asked, “If you have no plans I would like very much to invite you to dinner. Hmmmm?”
“Well sure. That would be great. Thanks!” I replied with a smile.