The police broke into Professor Vining's home to find her asleep in bed.
"Ma'am, ma'am," Office Lisa Stanton shook the professor awake. "Wh...what," she sat up staring at the officer and her partner standing by the door.
"Ma'am, we received a call from your land line, and a male voice reported a rape in progress. Are you alright?"
"You're waking me is rather spooking, but I'm fine after a long nap."
"Ma'am were you molested in any way? Officer Stanton asked her voice full of doubt.
"No, I wasn't and don't know who could have called. I've been asleep for about three hours, and I wasn't expecting any visitors."
"Do you mind if we look around your home and the outside?" The officer asked.
"No, not at all, but I'm puzzled who could have gotten into the house and made such an erroneous call?"
"It certainly is strange. We'll look to see if someone entered the house of if your phone system is flawed in one way or another.
"That's fine; I hope you can discover how someone could get into my house and use my phone. Is it okay if I take a shower and dress?"
"Certainly, go right ahead. Come on Joe, let's check this house from stem to stern and the phone system," Officer Stanton said leaving the bedroom with the other officer.
Ms. Vining showered and dressed, all the while thinking of the young man who had given her multiple orgasms, and how he'd changed her life.
The Police Officers took over an hour scouring inside and outside the house. They were unable to find a way anything suspicious in the house, or anything disturbed outside. There were no signs that the phone system was modified. They reported their findings to Professor Vining and left shaking their heads.
* * *
Saone (Say-on-y)had a new self-confidence after losing his virginity and completed his first rape successfully.
His new-found self-esteem seemed to radiate from him, and his classmates seemed to notice and became friendlier. At midterm, his grades were the highest in all his classes, and his intelligence and memory became widely known among his class mates. He became aware of being looked at carefully by some female students, and two of his Geography classmates asked to have coffee with them.
Saone's six-foot frame, his 180-pound muscular body, and good looks made him more appealing than his shy personality allowed him to think. He was invited to join a study group consisting of both males and females. In the first meeting, his intelligence became apparent, because he was able to answer the assigned questions, and explained concepts found difficult for some students. Like E. F. Hutton, when Saone spoke every classmate listened.
Within several weeks of his affair with Professor Vining, he heard of her new and different personality and the more appealing way she dressed and wondered why he hadn't heard of her rape in the newspaper of TV.
One Friday afternoon, he was asked to go to lunch with Helen Newsome, who was an attractive brunette with an open personality and a banana shape. They went to the Bell Student Union and decided to order from the Taco Bell. After picking up their food and beverage, they sat at a table overlooking a grass covered area next to the Loudon Student Medical Facility.
"Thanks for accepting my invitation, Saone. "I've wanted to speak with you ever since the beginning of the semester, but you seemed so shy and unapproachable," she said taking a bite of her Taco Salad.
He smiled at the lovely brunette, "You're correct, but since I've discovered that my classes are not as challenging as I thought they would be my self-esteem has increased, and I've become a little less shy." He munched on his burrito.
"You certainly have, and I'm pleased that you socialize more with your classmates, and are playing a dominant role in our class discussions. Many in our class have commented on how smart you are." Helen fluffed her hair as she looked at him.
He laughed." I'm pleased that you're pleased. Was there a particular reason why you asked me to lunch?" Saone asked staring into her dark brown eyes.
She blushed, "Yes, I wanted to get to know you better, and now that I have, would you be willing to tutor me in the Geography class? My parents are willing to pay you ten dollars an hour for your time."
"I'd love to do that because tutoring you would also be study time for me."
"That's wonderful. You've made my day. My mother's picking me up in an hour. If you have the time, you can meet her and make arrangements for us to get together."
"We can take as much time over lunch as we need before your mother arrives."
We talked until it was time to leave to the place where she would be picked up. I didn't tell her I was more than interested in coming to know her mother. If she looks anything like Helen, she could be my next objective. An older unwilling female to dominate sexually, to please like an older lady who completely lacks a sex life, and to please with my skills and leave her ravaged but wanting more.
* * *
Helen and I walked to the appointed place. A Lexus convertible was waiting with the top down. I could see the almost black, wind tossed hair of a female sitting tall in the driver's seat.
"Helen darling, who's this handsome young man you've brought with you?" She said in a bubbly soprano voice.
"Mother, this Saone Martine, who has agreed to tutor me. Saone, this is my mom, Gabrielle Newsome."
"I'm pleased to meet you, Mrs. Newsome," I said looking into the face of a fabulously beautiful woman in her late thirties or early forties, who didn't look any older than her daughter, and whose build reminded him of Kate Upton. She wore a deep V-shape neckline revealing impressive cleavage.
She smiled as she extended her hand showing even more of her left breast. I'm always pleased to meet Helen's friends especially when they're as handsome and as smart as you. Helen has told me about your ability to memorize and understand more information than anyone in the class; she thinks you're the most intelligent person she knows.
"Thank you, Mrs. Newsome it just a natural gift and I'll be glad to help Helen study for the Geography class."
"Have you two set up a study schedule? You can come to our house," she put her left arm to tidy her hair which caused her breast to strain against the blouse and show a hardened nipple.
"No, we haven't talked about a schedule. What would be the best time for you Helen?" I asked. "Can you come to the house Monday, Wednesday, and Friday after school the first week? That way I would be reviewing my class notes on the same day of the class. "I can do that right after school."
"Okay that's set, why don't you hop in the back seat right now and the two of you can have your first session this afternoon. I'll be glad to bring you back here or to your dorm.," Mrs. Newsome said flashing another winning smile as she reached back to unlock the back door, which once again gave me a great view of her marvelous tits. I didn't get to talk on the way to their home because of the convertible top down, but I had lots of time to view Mrs. Newsome hair, the side of her face, her shoulders, and her arms and hands which had brightly painted finger nails. She's an aggressive driver who doesn't obey speed limits, takes curves at high rates of speed, and tailgates. She's my kind of woman.
The Newsome's had a circular driveway to the front of the large two-story house which had six windows on each floor, a wrap- around porch, and four steps to the front door. Inside, the fashionably decorated home was mahogany furniture and white walls and ceilings.
"Helen, why don't you kids run upstairs to your bedroom to begin a study session. I'll be up in a bit with something to drink and snacks," Mrs. Newsome flounced off.
I followed Helen upstairs to a room decorated in pink, with a large four poster double bed and a corner set aside for studying. There were a desktop computer and printer on a U-shaped desk. A great set up for studying.
"Let me sit across from you, and we can compare notes from today's class."
"Neat idea Saone, I'd like to see how you take notes." We pulled our notes from our backpacks, placing them on the desk, and sitting across from each other.
I quickly scanned Helen's notes which were limited compared to mine. I took the time to visualize the room and the way the second floor was laid out. I'll need more information, but the short trip here gave me a good idea as to the design of the house.
"Saone, your notes are so clearly written and extensive. I think you'll have to teach me how to take notes."
"I was showing Nancy my system for taking lecture notes and explaining the material on Central Place Theory when Mrs. Newsome came into the room with a tray containing two Cokes and a plate of oatmeal raisin cookies.
