Yeah, he'd love getting some action from Linda Blake. The way her boobs shoved hard and firm against her blouse was making him hard and firm.
Though it was hard to tell, she seemed to have a dynamite figure. If she'd only move around a bit so he could get a better look at her!
"No, I don't think that would be too bad an idea. If Ken will go along with it, of course. It wouldn't do any good trying to force him to study even more if he's not doing it on his own flows."
"I think I can get him to agree," Linda said. She stood and gave Jerry the view he'd been wanting. A damn good figure!
His mouth began to water at the sight. Her legs were trim, smooth and tapered. And her ass! He thought he could sit and watch her wiggle that around the room all day long. The individual parts were good – the entire package was tremendous!
He wished he was Kenny being asked to study after school!
"Something I just thought of. What's this going to cost. The hospital bills for my wife are eating me alive. We don't have all that much money right now."
"Oh, don't worry about that, Mr. Tesser, I'll be glad to do it for free. Makes me feel like I'm doing my job just that much better."
"For free?" He couldn't believe his ears. Nobody did anything for free anymore. Was there some sort of catch?
"Sun. You see, it's not entirely out of the goodness of my heart that I want to do this. You know that teachers have to continue studying for advanced degrees. I want to try some… new techniques out on Kenny to see how effective they might be. If they work, I'll be a good ways along on my master's degree. And that'll mean more money for me, in the long run, at any rate."
"Sounds like a winner to me." And you look like a winner, Jerry mentally added. "When do you want to see Ken?"
"I talked with him earlier today. If you're giving your approval, I can start today. I figure three times a week should be enough."
"Damn right. Don't want the kid turning out to be a bookworm. I want him to do okay in school, but there's other things he should be doing."
"I quite agree, Mr. Tesser. I guarantee that Kenny's development won't be stunted, not at all!"
"Can't be bad, can't be bad," he agreed. "Are you going to do the tutoring here or would you like to do it at our house?" Jerry's motives were anything but pure. If the lovely teacher would only come over, he might be able to get her to put out.
"Right now, I think here at school is best. I don't want the distractions of home life to intrude. Of course, if you're going to be away, your home would be fine."
"Lemme get this right. You don't want me hanging around while you're doing the tutoring?"
"That's right. Or your wife, either, after she gets out of the hospital. I've found it can only become distracting to both student and teacher."
Jerry shrugged. "If that's the way you want it, fine. And as long as it doesn't set me back any bread – don't get me wrong, Miss Blake. I want the best for Ken but right now…"
"I understand," the teacher smiled. While Jerry had been studying her legs, ass and boobs, she'd been cataloging him, too. He was tall, slender but with the impression of strength lurking beneath his thin form. She suspected he was one of those men who had muscles made out of bundles of piano wire. Though, never breaking and completely untiring when it came to something they enjoyed. She wondered if he enjoyed screwing. There was just a hint of bitterness toward his wife. Did it include all women?
Linda decided it might bear looking into later, after her tutoring session with Kenny.
"I'll be going now, Miss Blake. Have to head down to the hospital and see how the my… wife is getting along. Goodbye. And thanks."
Linda nodded, a cascade of brown hair falling into her eyes. By the time she'd swept it back onto her head, Jerry was gone. She sat back in her chair and sighed. It had been a lot easier than she'd thought it would be. He hadn't asked a single question she wasn't prepared to answer. It sounded as if Jerry Tesser had mote on his mind than his son's education.
Her reverie was interrupted by Kenny's entrance. The boy slammed the door behind him. For a brief instant, she was afraid he'd break the frosted glass in the door.
"Hi, Miss Blake. Everything okay with us?"
"Sure, Kenny. Everything's just great… with us. Did you do the arithmetic assignment I told you to finish?"
"Uh, well, sort of. I've got a couple problems left."
"All right. Sit down here at my desk and I'll watch as you finish doing them. And if you have any problems, I'll help you along."
The boy sat down, took out a pencil and paper and began chewing his tongue in concentration. He was having a hard time of it. Math wasn't very interesting to him and these were hard problems. Very difficult for him. And the presence of Miss Blake, her hand resting lightly on his shoulder, didn't help his thinking any.
The eighteen-year-old began remembering what had happened the day before. How it felt to have Linda's hand moving up and down his prick. The warmth in his belly. The way his balls seemed to boil and surge, then the sudden explosive eruption of his jism all over her hand.
How could he forget the expression on his teacher's face when she began to lick his cum? What would it be like if she'd tried licking off the jism clinging to his prick? The thought sent cold shivers racing up and down his spine. It even made him weak and watery in his gut.
He was more and more aware of Linda's presence. Her grip on his shoulder tightened. The fragrance of her perfume might have been an aphrodisiac, but it was the nearness of her body that started the inexplicable hardening of his prick. She pressed close to his body and he felt the movement of her trim, flat belly across his shoulder blades.
Just being so close turned him on. He broke the point of his pencil.
"My, my, Kenny, it doesn't seem like you're concentrating very well on the problem. Would you like it if I put some lead in your pencil?"
Kenny had heard the bigger boys talking about that, smirking and joking like it was something dirty. He didn't quite understand what it meant but he wasn't going to pass up the chance to find out first hand if it was as good as the other guys seemed to think.
"Yep. Go ahead."
"All right. I'll give you some head."
She surprised him my slipping down into the foot well of the desk. Her quick fingers reached out and grabbed his zipper. A quick motion of Linda's hand and his prick was out in the cool air of the classroom. It was halfway erect. Nothing to be proud of. In fact, he felt sort of foolish having Miss Blake see it in that condition. He wanted a hard cock, a good one like yesterday.
The avid, hungry look on his teacher's face caused Kenny to wonder. It was a sexy look. And it made him grow harder thinking what might happen.
What did happen took him completely by surprise. Linda Blake took his dong and stuffed it into her mouth. The sudden wetness and warmth seemed to soak into him quickly. He felt his prong stiffening of its own will. When Linda began using her tongue on the teenager's prick, Kenny thought it was the greatest thing he'd ever felt.
The wet, slightly rough, pink tongue raced up and down his length. Linda's tongue played and frolicked at the very tip of his dick, making it seem like huge bolts of electricity were surging into his balls. Kenny began to groan.
Linda knew she was getting to the young man. The youth couldn't conceal the way his prong had stiffened into a fully usable cock. When she rested her questing tongue along the inside of her student's shaft, she could feel his excited heartbeat. Kenny's dong bounced and quivered and shook in anticipation of… he didn't know what.
Linda would instruct him!
At the moment, his teacher was too engrossed in her own pleasure to worry much about him. The brunette loved the taste of cock. It had an indefinable taste to it, salty, musky, the most delicious meat she'd ever sampled. Kenny didn't have much pubic hair. True, a little stubble was growing, but not enough to excite the woman.