Jean woke early the next morning and watched her 18 year old lover still sleeping. She woke him with a kiss, and got up from the bed and grabbed the nightgown and robe that she left in the middle of the floor She slipped on the robe and dropped the nightgown into the laundry hamper.

She reached into her husband's closet and pulling out one of his bathrobes and handed it to Billy. "This is probably way too big for you," she said, "But put it on anyway. Now that I have you undressed I intend to keep you that way, until I'm finished with you."

Billy tried on the robe. She was right: it didn't fit. Her husband must be really short and fat. The robe came down to just below his waist. It was high enough that the tip of his cock was clearly visible under the hem. It was also big enough to hold two bodies his size.

He followed her downstairs to the kitchen. It was a very modern well-engineered kitchen with a chopping block in the middle. Of course, all the major appliances were built in. She motioned for him to sit at the kitchen table and went to the refrigerator to find something for lunch. She popped her head around the door and asked. "How about some cold cuts and potato salad?"

He nodded and said, "Great."

She pulled out a large variety of cold cuts and a bowl of home-made potato salad. She took a loaf of French bread out of the bread box and cut several slices for Billy and two for herself. She put it all on a large plate and served it on the table. Now mayonnaise, mustard and pickles came out of the refrigerator and onto the table; she grabbed two dinner plates out of the cupboard and put one in front of Billy and the other in her place. On Billy's plate she dished out a big scoop of potato salad and several slices of meat. Just a small scoop for herself and two slices of diet turkey loaf.

Satisfied ,she sat down next to Billy.

Like most young boys he had a ravenous appetite. His table manners were impeccable but he ate all of his potato salad and cold cuts with the bread and even had seconds on the potato salad.

Jean was pleased that he had such a healthy appetite. She was smiling while she much more daintily ate her meal. After they finished she asked him."How about some ice-cream for desert?"

"That would be great," he said.

She got up from the table and got him a big bowl of ice-cream from the freezer. She placed it in front of him and took her seat, watching him eat.

"Aren't you going to have any dessert," he asked?

Jean smiled at him wickedly and slowly licked her lips. She said, "Oh I'll have my dessert later. Something warm and creamy." Again she licked her lips to emphasize.

Billy looked down at his lap and his face turned beet red.

Jean had to smile at her sweet bashful lover.

Billy helped her clean up the table. There wasn't a lot of work to it but Jean was pleasantly impressed that Billy was willing and even eager to help. He was such a sweet boy.

After they loaded the dish washer Jean told Billy to come into the living-room, she wanted to talk to him.

They both sat on the couch and Jean told Billy that she was going to teach him how to have sexual intercourse with a woman.

Billy sat quiet ly and paid strict attention to what Jean had to say.

"Billy there is more to having intercourse with a woman then just laying on top of her and bouncing your penis inside of her pussy." Jean told him.

"Oh yes much, much more. First off a woman needs more time than a man for her body to be ready for the act."

"Do you remember this morning when I told you, a woman had to be wet down there before she is ready to be entered by a man's organ?"

"Oh yes, I remember." Billy responded.

"Well a woman needs a man's help to get ready to accept him."

"To start with Billy, women look at intercourse differently than a man. For a man it is a physical thing to fuck a woman. This is true for a woman as well. But there is more to it than that. For her it is also an emotional bonding. It is her ultimate expression of her trust and caring for her man."

"I think I understand," Billy said.

"You have to convince a woman that you care about her feelings, she said. "You do this by telling her how desirable she is to you. You caress her body tenderly. Cuddle her in your arms, so that she feels warm and protected. Pay close attention to the way she reacts to your touch. If she is relaxed and cooing, pressing into your body. You know you are on the right track. Always take your time women; do not like to be rushed in love making."

Jean was almost whispering to Billy. Her voice seemed choked up with emotion.

"We like to be held firmly but with tenderness. Never too rough. Remember this is love making, not a rape."

"When you think it is time, you can reach down and with you finger tips tickle the lips to her pussy. Don't force your finger inside, just rub your finger tenderly over the lips down there and eventually they will open up to your finger on their own."

"Now you can do one of two things. Sometimes it is best to ask the woman which she prefers. Ask her if she wants you to stimulate her clit with your fingers or would she rather you go down on her and give her oral pleasures."

"What ever she prefers you already know what I taught you this morning."

"Do you understand what I've been telling you so far, Billy?" She asked.

"Yes I think so," he said. "Will you coach me later in bed?" He asked.

"Yes of course I will" She smiled. "After all, no course is complete without a final examination"

Jean continued with the lesson. "Now when she is ready for intercourse, she with tell you she is ready. Or she may wish you to continue stimulating her until she climaxes. Don't worry, though, most women are multi-orgasmic. After she recovers from her first climax she will be ready for intercourse."

"Now there are several positions that a man and woman can take for intercourse. You can talk about what she prefers before you start. Or you can change positions during the act. I will teach you some of these later but for now I think we will use what is called the missionary position. That means the woman lays on her back and the man is on top of her."

"Once you are inside of a woman you can either move fast or slow. There is no right or wrong way. It is something that both can decide during the act."

"There is one final thing, Billy. You are very well endowed down there." Jean said pointing to his hardening cock. "You may be too big for some women. Especially if she is young and a virgin or never had a man with a large penis like yours. So you have to be careful when you enter her. Just push in gently and remember that you could hurt her if you do it too deep or too rough. It may even be necessary to let her push down on it until she finds her own comfort level. After a while she will grow accustomed to your size and will be able to take more and more. But it may take several times having intercourse with you to make that adjustment."

"Did you understand all of the things I just told you Billy?" She asked." Are you ready for that final examination on fucking?"

Billy was dumb-struck. He nodded his head in the affirmative. "Yes, I think I understand everything you told me." Billy said, but he didn't sound too confident. "Will you tell me if I'm not doing it right?" He asked.

"Why of course I will, Billy."

Jean was delighted with her new student. She couldn't believe her luck.

Just a few hours ago she was depressed and angry with the world. Now she was on top of that world. She would teach him alright. Teach him to want more. He would come back to her again and again so she could enjoy the endless delights of him. She never thought of it as taking advantage of the boy. In return for her pleasure she would be teaching him secrets that very few men ever knew. Then when she was finished with him he would be a joy to every woman that took him as a lover. There was one question that she would have to deal with later. Once she had made him into the perfect lover, how could she ever let him go?

"Are you ready to begin your exam now, Billy?"

"Yes, I think so."

Jean stood up and looked down at him. "You can begin by taking me into your arms and kissing me tenderly."

Billy stood up, and took Jean into his arms. He held her firmly but at the same time tenderly. His palms were flat against her back and he pressed their bodies together. Jean tilted her head up and Billy tilted his head down and their lips were drawn to each other. They held the kiss for several seconds. Jean came away breathless. "Very good Billy. You score 100 in the kissing part of the exam."

Billy seemed to have a lot of instinctive talents of his own, and seemed to be gaining a little bit of self-confidence.

This was delightfully good. Most women like their men to have self-confidence so long as it didn't go so far as to become arrogance. Some women may like it but Jean hated that macho crap. That shit may be fine among his male friends. But that "Me Tarzan, you Jane" is horse-shit, as far as she was concerned .

"I'll want a lot more of those tender kisses, but lets go back upstairs the my bedroom where we can be more comfortable."

Jean reached down and took hold of Billy's cock. She held it tenderly in her soft cool hand as she turned and led Billy upstairs.

Once in the bedroom, she turned towards him and again began stroking his magnificent cock. She pressed into his body and tilted her head up and standing on tip toes, she offered her lips up to be kissed. He tilted his head down to her lips and delighted her by repeating the same action as he did down in the living room.

Jean delighted in his tender embrace and continued with her manipulations of the cock that was growing longer and harder under her teasing palm.

This time, though, Billy opened his lips slightly and used his tongue to lick and probe her lips.

Jean opened her lips to let his tongue in to play.

Her pussy was already soaking wet.

He dropped his hand down between them while he continued with their unbroken kiss. Finding her pussy already well lubricated with her love juice he gently rubbed his finger up and down her slit, ever so gently.

Jeans pussy was so ready and eager for him that she felt like any second it would snap at his finger like an alligator grabbing its prey.

Jean started bucking her hips against his finger in a frenzy. She broke the kiss and bit his neck with sharp teeth. Not a vicious bite, but the bite of passion. Now she was stroking his cock so fast and hard she was almost pulling it off his body.

"Oh Billy, my sweet Billy, I need you baby, I need you inside of me right now. Oh please my love take me right now! Don't tease me any more. I can't stand it! Take me now my sweet Billy, take me right here and now!"

Billy swooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. He dropped her right in the middle of the mattress. He tore off the bath-robe and climbed up onto her between Jean's legs.

"Oh yes baby bring that wonderful cock up here and into my pussy."

Billy eased onto the bed between her legs until Jean could grab his cock with all ten fingers. She maneuvered the tip to the entrance of her vagina, then pushed herself down over it with a gasp.

At last he was inside of her; Jean was no virgin. She wanted all of it. "Oh move deeper, baby! Push all the way to the bottom! Yes oh yes, yes, YES!"

She wrapped her legs around his ass cheeks. Her arms locked around his back. If he wasn't so big and strong she would have crushed him in her frenzied passion. Her hips were almost moving in a blur so intense was her need.

Billy, too, was caught up in the grips of passion. His hips matched hers stroke for stroke. His balls slapped against her ass cheeks; they moved like a swing set. He was starry eyed and amazed how wonderful her pussy felt. It was so soft and warm in there. He had never imagined when he masturbated that the real thing would feel as exquisite as this.

He could feel the cum boiling in his ball sack. Instinctively he knew that he must hold back. Her pussy muscles were moving up and down his cock like ocean waves. Wave after wave, coaxing the cum up from his balls. He must concentrate and hold back, waiting for her to climax. He clenched his teeth together and tried to think of something else. But how could he think of anything but the wonderful things that were happening to his body.

Jean knew he was almost there. It wasn't going exactly as she planned but right now, but she didn't care. She had not climaxed in months except by using her vibrator. She sure wouldn't need a vibrator now. He was a perfect mover. So caring and sweet, what a find he was. He was doing everything she taught him and a lot more on his natural instinct. So there really were some men who cared about a woman's needs, too. Very rare, but Billy was just that sort of man.

"Oh Billy I'm almost there baby. Keep it up my love. Keep that beautiful cock moving inside my pussy. Here it comes, honey, here it comes. I can feel it cumming again. Oh my sweet baby, you don't know how much I need you!"

Once again the dam broke wide open. Jean showered his cock and balls with her juices.

"Oh so good, so very, very, Good!"

Jean collapsed into his powerful arms. She felt so safe, so pampered being held by him.

When Billy felt Jean release, he let go himself. He couldn't have held back much longer himself anyway. His cock went off like a gun. Blasting gob after gob of this thick hot cum into Jean's body. He could feel his cum mixed with hers filling up her womb. It over flowed back out the entrance to her pussy, adding even more of a mess to the already soiled bed-spread.

They lay there in each other's arms just enjoying the moment.

Jean put her lips up under Billy's chin and licked his throat lovingly. She was purring like a well satisfied kitten, Safe within the shelter of his loving arms. Never in her life had she ever felt so contented, so wanted and loved.

Even on her honey moon had she never felt like this. Her husband was only concerned about dollars and cents, too worried about the bottom line to concern himself with her simple need to be loved. To him ,she was like a China Doll. Something he could show off to his friends like a Rolex watch or a new luxury car. She knew in her heart of hearts that sooner or later she would be discarded for a newer model. A younger woman with nice legs and tits.

As she thought these thoughts, tears began to roll down her cheeks.

When Billy looked down at Jean's face he could see these tears and he was shocked and concerned. "What's wrong he asked?" With a worried look on his face. "Did I hurt you, Jean?"

She looked up at him with a forced smile. "There is nothing wrong baby; these are tears of joy" she lied.

Billy was not convinced. He bent his head farther down and tenderly kissed away her tears.

"You are such a sweet lover, Billy. I wish this moment could last for ever and ever." She reached up and again found his lips. This was not a passionate kiss of lust. No this was the gentle kiss of two lovers wanting to show tenderness to each other. She went to sleep being held safely in his strong arms.

Jean awoke some time later. She wasn't sure how long she had slept but the light coming inside told her that it must be early evening. The twilight hour, as she called it. Not daylight, nor quite dark yet.

She looked over and there was Billy fast asleep himself. Despire his 18 years he had the innocent look of a small child on his face. Not a care in the world she thought. How wonderful it must be to sleep so at ease as that. No troubles, no cares, just totally relaxed.

He must have taken the bed-spread off the bed because it was piled over on the chair and they were laying on these pink satin sheets.

She looked down and she saw his half erect cock standing up like a sloppy guardsman.

She watched ,fascinated, how it moved back and forth with each deep slow breath Billy took in his sleep.

Jean grinned a playful grin and looked once more at his face to be sure he still slept. Then she slowly slipped down the bed to his crotch level, being careful not to wake him. She looked once more at his face and gently took hold of his cock with her thumb and fourth finger. Holding it strait up she leaned over him and stuck her tongue out, trying to enter his pee hole with the tip of her tongue.

She heard him moan with pleasure in his sleep and she froze right then. She turned her head and watched him until he returned to the slow deep breathing of sleep. When she returned to her task she took the head into her mouth and sloshed her wet tongue all around the arrowhead crown. More moans, but this time she ignored them. She kept sloshing her tongue around and around, then back and forth. It wasn't long before his cock started to get stiff enough to stand on its own in her mouth. She no longer needed her fingers to hold him up so she moved her fingers down his shaft to the scrotum. She started tickling it with her finger tips. Now Jean started moving her mouth up and down his cock. She could taste is dry cum along with her own.

Then she felt Billy's hand touch the side of her face.

"Oh , Jean, what are you doing to me," he gasped.

She looked up at him with her eyes sparkling. "I told you I wanted something warm and creamy for my dessert. You don't mind ,do you?" She purred in her sultry voice. Then taking a few long strokes up and down his shaft with her broad and wet tongue.

No longer concerned about his being awake, her mouth plunged down over his now very erect cock. Each plunge a little deeper then the one before. Finally she pushed all the way to the base of his cock and was deep throating him. She was proud of herself that she didn't gag on him. She found if she just relaxed her throat muscles it was not hard at all.

"Oh Jean, your mouth feels wonderful! I'm tingling all over, Jean, and I'm going to cum soon. Would that be alright?"

Jean didn't stop to answer, she just nodded her head to tell him it was OK this time to cum.

Jean pushed one finger up his ass crack to his anus. She pressed gently into it but she did not want to force it. Another time when she taught him about anal sex she would use K.Y. Jelly. But he had learned enough for one day. She didn't want to push him too fast. Give him time to absorb all that he had been taught so far.

"OH here it comes, Jean. I just can't hold!"

Jean backed off just a little on his cock. Now she sucked hard on the tip. Building up enough suction almost like sucking a stiff milkshake through a straw.

Then for the second time that afternoon he came. Strait up through the middle of his cock and right into Jeans hungry mouth.

Jean was sucking him like a crazy woman. A female vampire. She wasn't after blood ,though, just cum. She would have to have more of him. Time after time, more and ever more. Wonderful boy cock!

After they settled down a bit ,Jean came up into Billy's embrace. She snuggled into into his arms and toyed with the few lonely hairs on his chest.

"Billy ,you were wonderful" she breathed. "You are such a caring gentle young man. I would love to keep teaching you about girls and love making, Billy. Would you like that, Billy?"

Jean held her breath waiting for him to answer. Oh God please say yes, she prayed.

Oh , Gee, would you do that for me, Ma'am. I mean, Jean would, you please? I would try my best to be a good student. You see, no one has ever cared enough to teach me anything like that. I would be ever so grateful, Jean. I'll do anything that you tell me to do. Anything, you just name it.

Jean could have jumped for joy. He wanted more. This beautiful young man wanted her to teach him more. Teach him she would. She would teach him all the wild and wonderful nasty things that she dreamed about while she played with herself with her vibrator All the dirty secret games they would play. Like mistress and slave. Anal sex. She would reem his cute little ass and get him to return the favor. She would keep him interested alright. She would teach him enough to get his master's degree in wild nasty lust and sex.

"Yes Billy I will teach you alright. I know the perfect time for your lessons too. How would you like a nice part time job Billy?" She asked him.

"It all depends, what would I have to do?" He asked.

"Not much really, just a little bit of gardening, cut the grass, and maybe little fix-it jobs around the house," Jean said. "I would pay you 100.00 dollars a weekend for it."

"Oh wow! 100.00, that would be great. I could quit this stupid job of trying to sell encyclopedias."

"You could do it every Saturday. That would be the perfect time to have your lessons in Sex Education 2. You see, even when my husband is home, he spends every Saturday at the country club golfing. He usually leaves around eight in the morning. Then after he plays eighteen holes of golf he always goes into the club house and has drinks and his dinner there with his friends and business associates. He never gets home until after nine in the evening or later. So you see we will have all the time in the world for your lessons and practice of course." She grinned.

"How about your family won't they miss you if you are gone all day?"

"Oh no there is only my mother and she works all night from seven in the evening unto about eight or nine in the morning before she gets home."

" Besides she has a boyfriend and I'm just in the way. I could be gone for a week and she wouldn't even know. So I'm pretty much on my own. I do my own cooking and laundry. We sort of have our own separate lives."

While Billy was telling her these things Jean could she that he was almost in tears. Her motherly instincts took over. She cradled him in her arms. "Oh you poor thing. What can Jean do to help."

Billy looked up at her and cried, "But you have done so much for me now. You are the most wonderful woman I have ever known."

Jean's conscience bit her hard. "Billy, I'm not such a wonderful woman as you think. I have taken advantage of you."

"No you haven't , Jean .This has been the most wonderful day of my life. Please oh please, Jean don't let it stop. I think I'm falling in love with you."

"Don't say that Billy or I will end this right now. It has been a wonderful fulfilling day for me, too. I want it to go on as much as you do. But love between you and me is just impossible. Do you understand that?"

"I want to teach you Billy and after that we can be together for as long as you like but there will come a day that you will meet a girl closer to your own age and you will fall in love for real. We can have some beautiful times together, Billy, and I want you to remember me all of your life . But you don't know or understand true love yet, Billy. Some day when the right girl comes along you will fall in real love then you will understand.

But we can still be together Saturday?

Yes Billy I'll look forward to it all week.

So will I, Jean," he smiles. "So will I."

The next morning Jean was a little antsy. She moved around the house vacuuming and dusting things that didn't really need dusting, but it passed the time and besides, Jean was an immaculate house keeper. Everything had to be in its place and no dirt or clutter could be tolerated. On the floor in front of the couch she found Billy's undershorts. She picked them up and held them to her nose. They still smelled of boy. She took another whiff and smiled to herself and recited part of the old nursery rhyme, "Snakes and snails and puppy-dogs tails."

Now that her housework was finished, she bundled up the soiled bed spread and carried it out to her car. She put a large thick beach towel on the bed to replace it for the moment. She took it to the dry cleaners and endured the questions about how the stain got there. She sidestepped the questions and got the cleaners to do a rush on the job. She spent a few hours drifting around the mall, mostly window shopping but she did buy a few things.

When Jean got home, she noticed that her answering machine light was blinking. She pushed the play button and it was her husband. He said that this business trip was taking longer then he thought it would and it would be at least another week before he would be home. That was it, no "I love you". No "I miss you." Nothing but a business call. She may as well have been some flunky at his office.

"Ass hole," she hissed under her breath. If she did have any pangs of conscience about cheating , but that cured them right there. He was no doubt spending his nights with some 500.00 whore anyway.

The good news, though, was he would be gone fore at least another week.

Dammit, why hadn't she gotten his phone number or address. With his mother working all night. They could be together every evening and sleep cuddled in each others arms.

Wait, he did say he lived just a couple of blocks up the street. Maybe she could find him. It was worth a try anyway. She would have to play it cool though. She didn't want to look too seductive. She went upstairs to change. First she washed all the makeup and lipstick off her face. Then fixed her hair into a tight bun. After that she looked through her closet and picked out a dark blue business suit and a plain white blouse. Then she selected a black pair of shoes with low heels. Jean put these things on and checked herself out in the mirror. "Hmm, something missing," she said. Then she remembered a pair of geek glasses in the drawer with heavy black plastic frames. She put these on and rechecked herself in the mirror. "Perfect" she said to herself. No class and totally sexless." She hated the idea of Billy seeing her like this but it was necessary.

She drove on up the street to the second block and slowed down looking at houses. Looking for some hint as to what house might be his. In the start of the third block she spotted a woman in front of a house weeding the lawn.

She pulled over to the curb and got out of her car.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for a boy that I hired to do some gardening and odd jobs around my house. He is a tall boy over six foot about nineteen with light brown hair. I think he said his name was Billy."

The woman stood up and stretched the kinks out of her back. "There is a boy that looks like you described. I think his name is Billy. He lives in that house there on the corner."

"Well thank you very much. It is silly of me but I lost his address and I wanted to give him some instruction about what I want him to do."

Jean made a 'U' turn and pulled up at the curb beside his house. Taking note of the address, she walked up to the side door and knocked quietly, hoping not the wake his mother. No such luck though, a woman answered the door. She looked to be in her forties, platinum blond hair. Wearing a pink bath rode that was filthy. There was a half burned cigarette dangling from lips. She was not unattractive, in a trashy sort of way. She obviously didn't know the meaning of class, though.

"Yes, what do you want?" she asked in a gravelly voice.

"Hello you must be Billy's mother," I said. "I hired Billy yesterday to do some gardening and odd jobs around my house. Is he home now? I would like to talk to him."

"A sure, He is somewhere around here."

She turned away and closed to door in her face.

Jean stood there looking at a closed door. "Just as I thought, not a bit of class," she said to herself.

After a couple of minutes Billy opened the door. Dressed in old tight fitting jeans and a t-shirt, he looked at her, puzzled, like he wasn't sure who she was or what she wanted.

She said "Hi Billy, it's Jean from yesterday."

His face seemed to light up with remembrance. He smiled "Oh, hi, Jean. How come you look different? "

She let his question go, "I know I asked you to start on Saturday. But something has come up and I was wondering could you start today? In let's say an hour."

His face lit up, "Oh sure that would be great .I was just laying around thinking about yesterday." He had a sheepish smile.

Jean looked past him to see if anyone was there. Satisfied he was alone she whispered, "Well, maybe we could do a repeat performance."

Billy's face lit up like a light. "When do you want me to come? I can leave now if you like."

"No not just yet. I have a few things to do, so an hour will be fine."

"OK, I'll be there."

She turned and walked to her car, then headed home.

When she got home she headed into the kitchen ant took two steaks out of the freezer. A nice big thick one for him, and a petite size for herself.

Then she headed up to the bed room to change. One last look in the mirror before she took off that ugly outfit. She had to smile at her cleverness. Who would suspect that an ugly looking thing like that was really on a mission of lust?

Jean took off the disguise and hung everything back in the closet. Then she opened her lingerie drawer and selected a sexy, black, lacy bra and a black set of thongs to match, along with a black garter belt and sheer nylons. She put these on and pulled a black, satin blouse off the hanger. Then selected a black skirt that was much too tight and short for her.

Jean put these on, leaving the top two buttons open on the blouse to show off her cleavage.

She fixed her hair and make up and she was almost ready.

From her shoe rack she selected a pair of black stiletto heels.

She checked herself in the mirror and sighed. "Oh the things we do to trap men."

"Well, the trap was set and she was the bait." she thought on the way down stairs.

In the kitchen she put the steaks in the microwave and set it to defrost. Then she selected frozen corn and peas for the vegetables and pulled some frozen brownies out for dessert.

Jean had just finished setting the table when her door bell rang. She called out, " just a minute" and went to the door.

She opened the door and there he was. He had changed into clean blue jeans and a light summer jacket. In his hand he held a bunch of flowers, probably stolen from someone's garden.

"Come in, Billy, and close the door behind yo,." She said as she backed up a foot or so to give him room to enter.

"Are those for me?" she asked, pointing to the flowers.

"Yes they are, "he blushed, " I thought that you might like them," he said, handing her the flowers.

"Oh, how sweet of you," she smiled. She took the flowers and looked for a vase. Jean settled on a large water glass and put them on the kitchen table.

"You are such a sweet, thoughtful boy," she smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him.

"You know, Billy, my husband has never bought me flowers," she said. "You are so much more of a man than he is."

"A beautiful woman should always be brought flowers," he said.

Jean was delighted with him and also amazed at his instinctive knowledge about how to get to a woman.

"Well, well, well," she said to him. "You are certainly learning fast ,my sweet Billy."

Jean stepped into his arms and kissed him deeply on the lips. At the same time pressing the palm of her hand against the budge growing in his pants.

Billy responded to the kiss, pressing his lips to hers, and cupped her breast in his palm over the satin blouse.

Jean backed away smiling and scolded, "Not just yet, my sweet Billy. I've got dinner getting ready and I want to talk to you first."

"Are you hungry," Jean asked?

"Yes I'm starving ,"said Billy, " I haven't eat since breakfast and it is almost five PM."

"Good," she said. "I'll put the steaks on the broiler, and start the vegetables."

"Can I help," he asked?

"No I don't think so," Jean told him. She was still very impressed with his good manners and eagerness to help. I think I had every thing organized before you got here. Why don't you have a seat there at the kitchen table and I'll be with you in a moment."

Billy set down and watched her work.

"How do you like your steaks, Billy?" she asked him.

" Well, not well done and not raw, either. I like them nice and pink in the middle. Is that OK, Jean?" he asked.

"Billy you can have them anyway you like as long as they are not still on the cow. You see, the hooves mark up the furniture," she kidded. "Not to mention the mess the droppings make on my new carpeting."

He smiled at her little joke, and sat back watching her work.

She put the vegetable on the stove to boil and put the brownies in the micro-way to defrost. "Would you like a nice glass of wine with dinner, Billy?"

"Yes that would be very nice, but I must admit I don't know much about wines."

"That's OK sweetheart, I do."

She went to the wine closet and selected a nice Cabernet Sauvignon, ten years old, from Australia. She handed him the bottle and went to find the corkscrew. She found it in her odds-and-ends drawer and handed it to Billy.

He looked totally mystified with the corkscrew in one hand and the bottle in the other.

"Billy, there is a strict ritual and protocol that goes with wine. To start with, the gentleman usually performs it. He is the one that always removes the cork from the bottle." Jean showed him how to use the corkscrew. "Now he sniffs the inside of the cork, to be sure the wine has not gone sour. If the cork is OK, then he pours a small amount into his glass and holds the glass up to the light to check the color and the clarity of the wine, also that there is no sediment on the bottom of the glass. Then he swirls the wine around in the glass and holds the glass up to his nose and smells the aroma. Finally the man takes a small sip of the wine and holds it in his mouth before swallowing. If all is well, he fills his glass first and then the lady's.

Billy was looking at her just a little bit of amazement was in his face. "Thank you for teaching me these things, Jean" he said.

"It is my pleasure, Billy. I know some of these things seem a little silly, but it is important to your future that you understand the way things are done among the upper classes."

The timer went off for the broiler and Jean put the steaks on a serving platter. She put the vegetables in two bowls, and a bowl of fresh dinner rolls on the table.

They sat down to eat and Jean told Billy about the call from her husband. "Do you think you could spend the whole night here with me Billy?"

Poor Billy almost choked in his eagerness. "Yes, oh sure, that would be great. All last night I dreamed about how wonderful it would be to snuggle up together in our sleep."

Jean had to smile at his obvious enthusiasm. "I think it might be a good idea if tomorrow morning you went back home, when your mother gets home from work. Then ,after she goes to bed, if you want to, you can come right back here to me."

The two of them plotted how they could pull this off without anyone becoming suspicious.

After dinner, the two of them cleaned up the kitchen, then settled on the couch, for some serious kissing and love play.

After a while Jean said, "I have a good idea, let's go up stairs and take a nice hot shower together. We could wash each other's backs and some other parts of each other's bodies," she grinned. She took his hand and pulled him up stairs to her bedroom.

Once there she had him sit on the bed and did a slow strip tease for him. She moved around, swinging her hips to some unheard song in her head, humming to the tune. She kicked off her shoes and reached for the buttons on her blouse; slowly, tantalizingly she undid the buttons one at a time. When she had the last button unfastened, she slowly opened the blouse.

Billy's mouth was dry as he watched her slow strip tease. His cock was like a flag pole in his jeans. What a sensual woman she was, and what a lucky guy her was to have her! If only for a time. Jean dropped the blouse off her finger-tips. She moved about one foot in front of him and bent in front of him pushing her haltered breasts in his face and moved her shoulder up and down so the they rubbed against his face. When he reached up to grab her tits, she backed away.

Billy was tempted to go after her but decided to wait and let her play this out.

Jean reached down to her side and unbuttoned her skirt letting it fall to the floor. The tempo of this imaginary music increased and she started to grind her hips in and out. Now she loosened her stockings from the garter straps and rolled each stocking down and off her legs. Reaching behind her as pushed her hips into Billy's face, she unhooked the garter belt and let it drop.

Poor Billy was beside himself with wanting her. His cock was really getting as hard as a rock and sticking straight up against his fly zipper. The was no way he could hide it, and he didn't even try. This was even more erotic than the night before.

Jean was dancing a foot or two in front of Billy. Still swishing her hips she reached up for the bra hook between her luscious breasts. She unhooked the lacy black bra. She held the cups closed though for just a few more tantalizing seconds. Jean then separated the bra cups, revealing her luscious breasts and hard nipples. She danced in front of the boy again, holding the back of his head in her hands she mashed these warm and smooth pillows into Billy's face.

Jean really had him going now. She had herself going, too. Her pussy was on fire. She stood right in front of Billy and reached her hand down inside the front of her thongs. Her pussy was soaked. She pushed two fingers inside of her slit and started masturbating herself right there in front of Billy. She threw her head back slightly and closed her eyes. Her tongue was hanging out the corner of her mouth. She frantically moved her hips in the motions of pure lust.

As Billy watching her, Jean was putting on the most wanton exhibition he had ever seen or was likely to ever see in his whole life.

Now Jean pushed her black thongs down over her hips and off of her legs. With this imagined music throbbing in a jungle beat she danced over in front of the bed post. She grabbed the post with both hands near the top and once again grounded hips into the post. She flexed her knees over and over so that her hips moved up and down the bed-post like she was fucking the post itself.

Billy watched her with his mouth hanging open. He had never dreamed that such total uninhibited lust was possible. Poor Billy was trembling with emotions that he didn't have a clue existed until yesterday morning.

Jean left the bed post and once again moved over in front of Billy. Still grinding her hips, she grabbed Billy's head and pushed her pussy into the boy's face. Totally lost in her lust, Jean was actually fucking the boy's nose.

Billy stuck out his tongue and started licking Jean's pussy slit, up and down in a frenzy of lust himself.

Jean was in heaven with her lovers tongue deep inside her pussy.

After a few minutes of his exquisite tongue lashings, she moved back a few steps, and beckoned with both hands and whispered, "Stand up baby, stand up for Jean."

Billy stood on wobbly legs, and Jean dropped to her knees in front of him. She reached for his belt and quickly unbuckled it. Now her fast- working fingers unhooked the jeans and yanked them down his legs, to his ankles. She reached up and took hold of his massive cock and started jacking him up and down in her soft hands. She looked up into his face with a lustful smile and licked his ball sack still smiling into Billy's eyes. Finally Jean pushed her lips down over his cock, moving her head up and down his shaft, while tickling his scrotum with her finger tips.

Poor Billy could stand no more. He bent down and picked Jean up in his arms. He carried her to the bed and lay her in the middle of the mattress. Then billy climbed on top of her. He pushed his cock into her hungry pussy. And started moving in and out with his cock.

Jean wrapped her arms around Billy's neck and covered his face with hungry, frantic wet kisses.

They were both like wild animals, neither wanted gentle sweet love making. They were both in a state of primitive animal lust, in a frenzy to find release.

Jean dug her claws into Billy's back like a lioness. "Harder! Harder! HARDER!" she cried. " I can feel it, baby, I'm going to cum! HERE IT GOESSSSSS! AHHHHH! OOOOOHHHHH!" then she collapsed on the bed. Completely relaxed, completely spent.

Billy too was like an animal. He pounded into her, no gentleman now. He had to cum, had to release his male essence into her body . He just could not help himself : all that she had told him about sweet gentle love making was out the window. She had driven him too far for that now. Faster and faster his hips drove into her tiny body. He could feel it. He was cumming; he could feel it rise from his balls. "AAAAAAH! at last Here it comes, baby, I can't stop now."

He collapsed on top of her. He couldn't move ,he was gasping for air like a dying man. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He could even hear it inside his skull, "Kurthump, kurthump, kurthump."

Billy lay there helpless for a few minutes, until his heart and breathing slowed bact to normal. He was still in a semi-conscious state.

He became aware of a small hand pushing against his chest. He became instantly awake. The hand was Jean's, trying to push his body off hers.

"Oh my God," he exclaimed,a s he rolled off her. "Jean, I'm so sorry, so very sorry. I couldn't help myself. Oh Jean, please forgive. Did I hurt you honey? Please, please forgive me, Jean." He was almost in tears.

"Forgive you? Forgive you for what?"

"For raping you. I just couldn't help myself, I don't know what happened. I just lost all control of myself." He cried.

"Oh my baby, my sweet, sweet baby. There is nothing to forgive Billy, I wanted it just as much as you did. I only pushed you off of me because it was hard to breathe. You are such a big man. Honey, if there is anyone to be forgiven it is me, I teased and taunted you beyond all reason. No man could have stood for that. Besides it was wonderful. There are times that a woman wants her man to take her like that. It all depends on the situation and the mood."

Billy breathed a sigh of relief. I thought is was wonderful too, Jean. "There are sure a lot of things about love making that I don't understand."

"Yes, I know, sweet heart. But those are the very things that I promised to teach you." she said,"but Billy, you are the best student that any teacher has ever taught."

"Thank you, Jean," he murmured. "And you are the best teacher that any boy ever had. I'm so grateful to you for teaching me about love.

"Making love Billy, not love." she corrected," There is a vast difference between the two."

They cuddled up to each other in the bed. Just pillow talk and caresses. For an hour or more.

When she touched his penis she felt it stir. She smiled, knowing that he would soon be ready for another session of love making.

"Lets take a hot shower together, Billy," she said. "Don't you remember that was why we came up here to begin with?"

"YA" He smiled, "before you so rudely interrupted."

"Why ,you little devil," she said. Then slapped him on the cheek of his ass and ran laughing into the bathroom.

He was up and after her in an instant. "I'll show you," he laughed and tickled her sides.

She laughed and wiggled around. "No please," she laughed. "I won't do it again, please stop, I can't stand it. I'll be good, honest."

As soon as Billy stopped tickling her, she reached around and slapped him on the ass again and jumped into the shower and locked the door behind her.

She stood inside the shower laughing while he tried to figure out a way to get to her. They were like two small children laughing and trying to get one up on the other.

"You just wait until I get hold of you." he said, but his eyes were sparkling.

"Oh please, kind sir, don't hurt little me, I'll try and make it up to you. I swear I will." She grinned, "I'll even kiss it and make it all better, I promise I will."

"Hmm, now there is an idea," he said thoughtfully. "And after you pay your penance, you will be a good girl?" he asked.

"Well I won't promise to be a good girl, but I will promise you that if I'm a naughty girl you will enjoy it much better then you would if I was good."

"OK," said Billy," I don't really trust you, but if you promise not to spank my ass I won't tickle you any more."

Jean unlocked the shower door and let him in, still smiling, but not trying to maneuver behind to smack his ass.

Billy was amazed as he looked around the shower room, and a room it was, too. There were four shower heads, each facing into the shower area bordered off with a four-sided splash rail. Off to one side was a cedar bench about seven or eight feet by three feet. There was a cabinet with glass doors that held several big thick beach towels. In a locker style cabinet with glass doors were two big, thick, white, terrycloth bath robes, each easily big enough to fit even his large body. On the wall in the shower area were three crystal dispensers, one marked body wash, the next marked shampoo, and the third marked Rinse. The whole room must have been thirty feet by thirty feet. The whole shower was paneled in red cedar. It was amazing.

Suddenly Billy became aware of Jean kneeling behind him. She kissed each cheek of Billy's back-side.

"Oh, poor bum, did that bad girl hurt you" Let mommy kiss and make it all better," she cooed. She looked up at Billy smiling. "There, did mommy make it all better baby?"

He reached down and helped her up so he could wrap his arms around and kiss her.

"First we shower, and then we play," she said, and reached over and turned on all the shower heads with one control. She put on a shower cap and adjusted the temperature, then they both stepped under the flow.

They faced each other in the shower and lathered each other up with the rich creamy body wash. She washed him from head to toe but she did spend an extraordinary amount of time washing and rewashing Billy's hard cock and balls. He washed her at the same time only he paid particular attention to her big breasts and pussy. " Turn around ,baby, and I'll wash your back." Just like his front, she washed him from head to heels, but then came back to his bum. She filled her hands with body wash and washed the crack of his ass. She pushed a soapy finger at the entrance to his anus. Sliding it up and down the crack

As she pushed her finger to try and enter his bun hole, Billy moaned and pushed back against her finger. Jean whispered in Billy's ear, "do you like that, baby?"

He moaned again and nodded his head in an affirmative.

"Later, baby. I'll teach you about that next."

She turned him around so his back was to the shower head and spread the cheeks of his bum to be sure there would be no soap left behind.

"Now it's my turn, honey," and she turned her back to him to give him access to her back and especially her ass.

Billy soaped down and washed her entire back. Then taking his cue from her, he soaped up his fingers and washed the crack of her ass too. Pushing his soapy hand and finger against her entrance. She pushed her bum back and told him, "Yes, baby, I love to have my ass played with, too." Billy turned her under the water flow and rinsed her bum crack thoroughly.

They each stepped out of the shower and turned the water off. Jean took a thick beach towel from the cabinet and started to dry Billy off. Like the washing of his body she dried every part from the hair, to the bottom of his feet, and front, back, and sides. Now Billy did the same, drying Jean's entire body.

Jean reached into the locker and took out the two bath robes. Handing one to Billy, she wrapped herself up in the other robe. Then they stepped out of the shower area into the dressing room. Jean sat down at her dressing table and started fixing her hair and make-up.

While she was busy doing that Billy, looked around the bathroom complex. The whole thing looked as big as his house and probably was. There were two giant walk-in closets, each bigger than his bedroom, by far. Each had red cedar paneling and cedar cupboards and three twenty five foot long racks to hang clothing. There was a big shoe rack by the closet entrance, capable of holding over one hundred pairs of shoes. Everything was in its place, with no clutter at all. Jean, he knew, was an immaculate house keeper.

Next to the closets was a sauna; he peeked inside the door and there was again red cedar on the walls, floor, and ceiling There was some sort of small burner to make the steam in the middle of the floor, topped by smooth stones.

There were two toilet rooms: one in pink and one in blue. Inside the pink room was a pink standard toilet with bronze fixtures; next the that was a pink bidet. And across from that was a large pink bathroom sink.

The other side of the shower in its own enclosure was the bath and what a bath it was. More like a small swimming pool than a bath. The room was all done in white marble. The bath itself was built onto a marble platform with three marble steps leading up to it. There were at least thirty water jets, pointing at every possible angle in the tub. There were several Greek statues around the tub, all cut from white marble, and although Billy was not sure, they looked like the real thing.

Billy came back to Jean, still working at her dressing table. 'Wow," he said, " this place is unbelievable. How do you keep it all clean and orderly?"

"Oh," Jean said, "I suppose I could afford several domestic servants if I wanted them. But I would really rather have my privacy. You really can't trust maids and house keepers. They know all of your personal private business and most are such gossips. They talk to other domestic help and the next thing you know, the whole world knows all your family secrets. Besides I like keeping a neat house; it gives me something to do in my otherwise boring existence." She had a rather depressed look on her face.

Billy bent down and kissed her and said, "Well, let's see if we can bring a little excitement into your boring existence."

Jean rose from her chair and kissed Billy on the lips. "Oh Billy you are such a sweet, sweet boy. How did I ever get by without you until now?"

He put his arms around her tenderly and returned her kisses. He told her that there was no sense whatsoever worrying about the past. Nothing could be changed, and we should live each day like it was the first day of the rest of our lives.

"Billy, you are wise beyond your years. You are caring, gentle, and kind. No wonder you are such a natural lover. It isn't in you to be anything else. Billy, never ever lose that tenderness that is inside of your soul."

They walked back into the bedroom together and cuddled on the bed. Kissing and touching, it did not take long for them to become sexually aroused once more.

Jean whispered in Billy's ear, "Roll over on your tummy, baby, I want to teach you another lesson in love making."

Billy did as she asked and Jean started kissing and caressing her way down his back. She kissed both his butt cheeks and told him to spread his legs farther apart. As he did, Jean took advantage of the extra room and kissed and licked the underside of his scrotum.

Billy started moaning at the unbelievable pleasure this action was giving him. "Relax, baby. Jean would never hurt you, no never. Just relax and let Jean make you very happy."

Billy concentrated and totally relaxed his rectum muscles.

Jean reached up and pressed back his bum cheeks. This exposed the crack of his ass and the tight little anal entrance. She worked her tongue up and down the crack. Wiggling it like an excited worm. She stiffened her tongue into a point and tried to penetrate the entrance.

"Remember to relax, baby, and you will see how wonderful Jean will make it for you."

Jean let her saliva run down her tongue ,getting the area nice and wet. Finally she did penetrate and the feelings Billy felt were so pleasurable that he cried out with pure pleasure.

Jean plunged her tongue as deep as it would go. Getting even more moans from Billy. "Lift up you bum baby. I want to see how hard your cock is."

Billy lifted his torso and Jean immediately reached under him and grabbed his cock. She started jacking him and told him how she loved his big hard cock. While she was doing this she pressed her body into his back. Her breasts were against his shoulder-blades and her hips were grinding against his buttocks.

Oh how she wished that she could use her strap-on back there but she knew at this stage of his development, he could never take on something that big. She would have to stop by a store she knew that specialized in sex toys. She would pick out some butt plugs Starting with a small size and working the way up to large or even super large. Then she could fuck him up the ass and it'd be as enjoyable for him as it would be for her.

Jean stopped for just a minute, and reached into her night stand, taking out a jar of K.Y. Jelly. She put a generous amount on her finger and smeared it all around Billy's bugger hole. She took another dip and rubbed it into the palm of her other hand. Now she went back to work on him. She grabbed his cock shaft with the greasy palm, she started stroking it again, this time her hand moved easier up and down the shaft. Next Jean pressed with a single finger of the other hand into his bun hole. The finger entered Billy's bum easily.

Billy saw stars dancing before his eyes, the pleasure was that intense. Jean pushed her finger deeper and found his prostrate gland where all his cum was made. Her finger scratched the gland just a little. This drove Billy wild. He felt like screaming, it felt so good. He just couldn't keep still. He was bouncing all over the bed. Ahhh! Oh! GOD that feels so GOOOOOOOD! Oh Jean, don't stop! I have to cum1 Oh here it is! I'm cummmmmming!"

Billy's cock spewed cum all over the beach towel she had thoughtfully put under him. She pumped his cock as fast as she could. Jean wanted to make this so wonderful to him that he would want more and more. Finally his body gave out and he fell flat on his tummy, right in the middle of a large pool of his own spunk.

Jean pulled her hand out from under him. And her finger out of his ass. She cleaned them on the towel. She praised him for the amount of cum he had spilled. She told Billy to sit up so that she could clean him off.

When he did Jean licked off all the cum from his belly. He moaned as she worked her tongue inside of his navel. "Mmm," she said. "You are so yummy." when she finished that little chore, she finished cleaning him up with the bath towel and put it into the laundry hamper.

Finished for now, she crawled back into bed and pulled the covers up over the both of them. She spooned herself up against the boy's back and the two of them went to sleep pressed up against each other. Jean felt safe and warm with this handsome young man in her bed beside her, and she slept as peacefully as she could ever remember.

Jean awoke Saturday morning and looked over at the clock. It was almost seven. She shook Billy to wake him from a sound sleep.

He yawned and stretched beside her. "Good morning," he said turning and smiling at her.

"WE have to get up, baby, it is almost seven and remember you have to be home and in your bed before your mother gets home from work at eight."

Billy sat up reluctantly and looked over to Jean's naked body still laying on the bed. "I wish I could just stay in bed with you and make love all morning."

"Oh ,so do I, baby, you don't know how much."

"Well, can I come back later after she has gone to sleep?"

"You just better be back," she smiled. "I'm not through with you yet, young man."

They both got out of bed. Jean slipped on the bath robe and Billy found his clothes and struggled into them.

Billy went down stairs with Jean following close behind. She led him to the side door and he stepped out onto the side porch. Before Jean closed the door, he turned back and took her into his arms, giving her a passionate kiss.

Jean playfully pushed him out the door grabbing his ass when he turned to go. "Be back as soon as she is asleep, baby, I want to rip your clothes off as soon as you get back here." then she closed the door, and Billy started for home.

Unknown to the both of them, this whole episode was seen by Jean's next door neighbor and best friend, Joann.

Joann had seen this handsome young man arrive at Jeans door last night a little after five in the afternoon. She had been a little suspicious then, but didn't pay it to much thought. Now, though, at seven AM she saw her let the boy out the side door and kiss him and grab his ass. "Well, well, well," she said to herself. "Jean has found herself some young stuff, and such handsome young stuff too. He couldn't be out of his teens yet."

Joann's pussy was getting damp at the thought of this. " I'll have to pay a visit to my good friend Jean and see if I can get a little of this beautiful boy myself. After all, shouldn't best friends share their toys?"

Jean walked into her kitchen and made herself a fresh pot of coffee, then took a seat at the kitchen table to wait for Billy's return. She was on her third cup when the doorbell rang. "Come in, Billy" She adjusted her robe to show off just a little too much of her breast.

Instead of Billy, who came in was her best friend Joann, who walked into the kitchen.

Jean's mouth fell open in surprise. Here she was in a bathrobe, with her tits half exposed calling out Billy's name, and it was her friend. She quickly covered herself and turned bright red with embarrassment.

Joann poured her self a cup of coffee and turned to Jean with a big grin on her face. "So his name is Billy, is it?"

"Relax, Jean, I know you spent the night together. I saw him arrive at five last night and then leave at seven this morning, I also saw the kiss and you grabbing his ass. Where did you find him? He is adorable. You can trust me; after all I have told you about my many affairs. If I were to tell on you, then you could do the same to me."

Jean knew the cat was out of the bag. There was no use trying to hide it now. She andJoann had been friends, and occasional lovers, for years. They shared all their secrets. The two women also shared the same lot in life. They were both stunningly beautiful women. They had married middle-aged successful men, for money and social power. Like herself, there was little love in Joann's marriage. She was also a beautiful China Doll, her purpose to her husband was so he could show her off to friends and business associates. And once the years started to take their toll, she too would be traded in for a newer model.

"OK, Joann, sit down and I'll tell you all about him."

Joann took her coffee and sat down opposite Jean at the table.

"You know already his name is Billy. I only met him two days ago. He was selling encyclopedias door to door, and he knocked on my door."

"Wait a minute," Joann said. "The maid told me that a young man was by selling encyclopedias. I could kill her, an adorable young piece of man meat like that and she let him get away."

Jean smiled a smug smile. "Well first sees, first gets. Anyway, I was horny as hell and there he was at my door like steak on the hoof." She couldn't resist the little dig. "So of course I invited him in and one thing led to another and I seduced him into my bed."

"Oh, Jean, I just have to meet him, too. We could have such a hot time playing with him. I promise not to hog him to myself." It would be mind blowing to do a threesome with such a handsome young man." She was almost begging.

"Well, Ok, after all, we are best friends. I have promised him that I would show him all the wonders of sex. So why not teach him about threesome?" Jean cautioned, "We can't do too much to him, after all, he is still only a boy."

"Well, how old is he?" Joann asked? She was hoping he was at least legal age.

"He is eighteen," Jean replied.

"Eighteen. That is perfect."

The two women conspired together fore a little longer, Then Joann said, "I want to rush home and change into something a little more seductive."

"OK, that will be fine. I think I'm going to wear my blue negligee," Jean said. "That wil make his eyes pop." she laughed."

"Maybe I'll come back in a trench coat with nothing under it," she laughed. And was out the door.

Jean went up to the bedroom and pulled off the robe, putting it into the hamper.

She made the bed, putting a light summer bedspread over the satin sheets. The spread was machine washable, so there was no need to worry about soiling it.

Then she sat down at her dressing table and fixed her hair and makeup. When finished, she walked into her closet and selected a pastel blue sheer negligee and put it on. She looked around the bedroom to be sure nothing was out of place and went back downstairs and made a fresh pot of coffee.

She had just poured herself a cup when the doorbell rang. She was not careless this time about calling out. She answered the door hidden behind the door when she opened it.

It wasn't Billy but her friend Joann. "Come in," she said, and let her pass.

Joann was wearing a sheer black blouse, that could be seen right through. Under it was a black lacy bra. She wore a cream colored mini skirt that barely covered her butt or her crotch. Her hair was pulled back into a long pony tail that hung down the center of her back. She looked like a very sexy high school home-coming queen.

"Wow, you look great" Jean said, knowing that an outfit like this was for the private viewing of a lover and never to be seen in public.

"You look scrumptious, too" Joann said, looking over Jean's negligee. "That poor boy won't have a chance when the two of us drag him into our man trap."

The two women sat down with a cup of coffee and planned their strategy.

After about a half hour of chatting, the door bell rang again.

"That must be Billy," Jean said. "Why don't you wait here while I answer the door?"

Joann stayed put, while Jean got up and went to the door. This time, though, she looked through the peephole, just to be sure. Seeing it really was Billy, she opened the door for him.

"Come on in, Billy, I have a surprise for you." After he entered, she locked the door behind him.

Thinking that Jean and her powder blue negligee was the surprise, he let out a wolf-whistle at the sight of her. "You sure are a surprise," he said.

"No, not me, silly. I was talking about something else. Come into the kitchen and I'll show you."

He followed Jean into the kitchen. When he saw Joann, he stopped dead in his tracks. Confused, he looked at Jean for an explanation.

"This is my very best friend and neighbor, Joann."

Joann looked up at Billy and smiled at his confusion. "Don't look so shocked, sweetie. I won't bite you. Well, maybe just little love bites," she giggled.

Joann stood up and walked around Billy ,checking him from every angle, Like a buyer inspecting a race horse. "You didn't tell me he was so handsome and so muscular." She boldly stepped in front of him and rubbed her palm over his crotch. "Oh yes, very muscular," she sighed as felt the lump grow in his pants.

Jean told him, "This is your next lesson, Billy. You are going to learn about threesomes with two women."

Billy's eyes rolled back in his eye sockets as the two women closed in on both sides, with both of them touching all over his body. They escorted him up the stairs.

They didn't bother to undress right away, but they all three fell on the bed and scooted to the middle. Billy was in the middle, with Joann on one side and Jean on the other. Both women pressed against him, kissing and licking his face and throat. Their hands explored his body. Joann seemed to be the bolder of the two. Her hand moved down his body to his trouser zipper. She undid his belt and then unhooked his trousers.

While Joann's fingers were busy. Jean was smothering his face with kisses. Billy was in heaven under the aggressive attentions of the two women.

Jean started unbuttoning his shirt and spread it open. Her lips moved down to his chest where she was licking one nipple while she pinched the other between her thumb and fore- finger.

Joann finished unzipping Billy's fly, and was delighted to discover he wasn't wearing any underwear. Jean had told her that Billy had a big cock, but what a monster it turned out to be! She couldn't wait to fill her itching pussy with his whopper of a cock. She stroked him for a little while, enjoying the smooth warmth of it.

Then Joann stood at the foot of the bed and reached down and pulled off his shoes, then pulled his trousers down and off of his legs.

Standing where she was sure Billy could watch her, Joann started unbuttoning her blouse, one tantalizing button at a time. When the blouse was opened completely Joann pulled it off her body then let it fall to the floor. Then she unhooked the bra from the back and let it slide down and off her arms.

Bobby's mouth went dry at the sight of Joann's breasts. They weren't quite as large as Jean's but still a 'C' cup, at least. Her nipples were large: about two or more inches across. They were as firm as the teenage girl that Joann's dress was trying to imitate. Joann cupped her breasts in her palms. Jiggling them and teasing Billy.

Next came the miniskirt, although it did little to conceal her body. She simply pushed the skirt down and off her hips. It fell to the floor and she stepped out of it. Now Joann was dressed only in a pair of lacy black panties.

Billy could clearly see the wet spot that was steadily growing larger on the front panel.

Joann reached down and rubbed herself through the panties, then looking down as Billy put one hand inside the panties and finger fucked her pussy. Although her mouth was smiling, her eyes smoldered with lust.

Finally Joann pushed the panties down and they went the way of her miniskirt.

Now totally naked, Joann crawled back onto the bed and stopped over Billy's cock. She bent down and took him into her mouth. Moaning with pleasure, she plunged as low as she could go until Billy's public air was in her nose. She found a comfortable position and started moving her lips slowly up and down Billy's shaft.

Jean stood and without much fanfare, took off her negligee, letting the flimsy garment drop to the floor, joining the other pieces of clothing. Looking down at the scene on the bed, she was becoming aroused beyond all reason herself. She knew that she had to find release, just had to cum. And soon.

She crawled over Billy's face. While she faced the foot of the bed, she lowered her pussy to his mouth.

Billy got the idea at once and started licking Jean's pussy in a frenzy.

"Oh, yes, baby, yes, just like that, keep doing it. I love that tongue of yours."

Joann couldn't go on much longer herself. She sucked up off of his cock and still holding it by the shaft, she pivoted around and straddled Billy's hips, facing Jean. She put the cock head at the entrance to her pussy and with a hiss escaping her lips, Joann's pussy swallowed it like a hungry beast.

Now both women were moving up and down on Billy. They reached across to each others breasts and toyed with the nipples, giving each other additional pleasure.

Young Billy was truly in heaven. Two beautiful women, at once! Wow! This was the sort of thing he had only read about in sleazy books. He never dreamed that it would happen to him in real life. He started eating Jean's pussy faster and stronger. He remembered the lessons that Jean had taught him, and he wanted to make this as pleasurable for Jean as it was for himself.

Jean felt the increase in the tempo of Billy's oral attentions. God, he was a dream lover. Not one man in a thousand would be as concerned for her pleasure as he was for his own. She leaned forward slightly so he could breathe through his nose while he licked her pussy up and down the slit. She didn't want him stopping in order to move around so he could breathe.

Joann was moving up and down on this wonderful piece of man meat. She had enjoyed a lot of lovers in her time, but this is the first time that she had a man so well equipped and so skilled in using what he had. Jean had told her that she was in the process of training Billy, but if this was how good he was after only two days instruction, what a treasure he will be after his training is complete.

Billy was in a slight dilemma, trying to satisfy two women at once. He licked Jean's pussy faster and faster. Trying to give her oral pleasures, while at the same time pushing his cock up into Joann with each of her down pumps. All the time, holding back his climax until both women were satisfied and spent.

"Isn't he great?" Jean asked Joann while the two women were caressing each other's breasts.

"Oh, yes, what a find he is for you. I just wish I had seen him first," Joann said. "Do you suppose I could use him from time to time, when you are not using him, that is?"

"I'm not sure about that. You are so greedy sometimes, you may not want to give him back."

Billy was enjoying this little discussion about his future, without them even thinking to ask him about it. He knew he should be upset and angry about being talked about like he was just a sex slave and his likes or dislikes mattered for nothing. It didn't anger him, though. As a matter of fact, the idea of being a slave to one or both of these beautiful women was exciting and arousing to him.

"I'm almost there," Joann said, moving up and down his cock at break-neck speed. Billy was scratching that itch in her pussy like a champ. She could feel the flood rising to its crest. "Oh, baby, keep it up, Yes, fuck me good. I love your cock in me. so good, here I cum, sweet heart, yes, oh yes." Joann collapsed on Billy's chest,

Jean also felt her climax just out of reach. She climbed higher and higher, until she, too crested the peak. Then she was adrift in space, slowly floating down into the valley. She didn't crash, like some do, but floated down on the wings of an eagle.

Billy didn't cum himself, not that he couldn't have. He wanted to hold back and wait. He had learned by then that a woman could climax and after very litle time for rest, could be ready to go again, given the right stimulation.

Billy already knew that the key to arousing Jean was to move slowly and touch her with gentleness and great care. He wondered if this technique held true for all, or at least most, women. Curious, he turned his attention to Joann. He gently tickled her pussy with two fingers and kissed and licked her breasts.

Right away, Joann started breathing faster and spread her legs to give Billy easy access to her pussy slit.

Billy put a finger inside of her pussy and lightly brushed it back and forth over her very large clit. In fact, it was so big that part of it stood outside at the top of Joann's pussy slit.

As soon as Billy touched her clit, Joann jumped and gave out a little squeal of pleasure. She grabbed his hand and pressed it down over her slit, and started to rock her hips up and down.

Billy sat up and pushed Joann flat on her back. He then turned himself around and began licking Joann's pussy lips and clit.

Joann stretched herself like a cat in the warm afternoon sun. spreading her legs still wider apart, she ran her fingers through Billy's hair, cooing to him.

Jean moved over until her mouth was next to Joann's ear. "Isn't he good?" she whispered, caressing Joann's breasts as she spoke. "Have you ever had such a caring lover?"

Joann just nodded her head in response.

Jean moved around behind Billy's naked bum and knelt on her knees behind him. She spread the cheeks of his ass and licked the crack slow and gentle. She reached under Billy's big ball sack and toyed with it with her finger tips.

Billy responded with a gasp, Jean was an expert in rimming a nice ass, and the pleasure she was giving him washed over his body in waves.

Joann reached climax after climax. She had lost count. Finally her hips collapsed into the mattress. She was spent for the moment, at least.

Billy looked over his shoulder at Jean still working on his ass. He told her to lay down on her back and spread her legs.

Jean complied with his request and laid down on her back.

Billy took a position between her legs and pushed his hard cock, slowly, into her pussy.

They both let out a sigh of sexual bliss as he pushed deeper and deeper into her. Then he started to move his hips. Slowly at first, but then gradually gaining speed.

Jean dug her nails into his butt cheeks, encouraging his moves at at just the right speed to suit her needs.

Joann watched this action for a few minutes, before moving to where her mouth and tongue could get to Billy's ass.

Jean, seeing this and knowing what Joann was about to do, she pulled Billy's ass cheeks apart.

Joann dipped her tongue into his ass crack. She licked up and down, but paying particular attention to his bugger hole.

After several minutes of this, she lowered her sights to the underside of Billy's scrotum. Joann started to lick this sensitive area faster and faster, getting into every corner with her wet and eager tongue.

He was fucking Jean in a frenzy, pounding into her pussy. He called out "I don't think I can hold back much longer."

Jean was in a frenzy herself. Fucking Billy's cock stroke for stroke.

Finally, they both shuddered and fell into each others arms, gasping for breath.

Joann, too ,laid down beside the pair. Kissing and stroking each other, they allowed themselves to relax and reach a dream-like state.

The three of them fucked, sucked, and touched all the rest of the day.

When they got hungry, they ordered a pizza. And Jean dressed to answer the door.

Cuddled all together Jean said that this could be the first of many threesomes if all agreed to it.

When Joann finally headed back to her house, her pussy had never felt so well fucked and sucked. She was in a blissful state and well satisfied.

Jean continued to give Billy love lessons. She taught him many things. She took him to swing clubs and to private swing parties. Billy was always very popular with the ladies in the swing scene. No wonde,r with him being so handsome and such a skilled lover.

She taught him about BD and SM, sometimes she would dress in leather and play the part of a sadistic mistress, and other times she would allow Billy to be the master and she the obedient slave.

Days turned to weeks and weeks into months. When Jean's husband was home they would meet when he was at work. They got together every Saturday, sometimes with Joann, as well, and other times just the two of them.

Billy was very intelligent, but didn't have the financial means to go to college. Jean paid his tuition and other expenses to go to college, and later, law school.

Billy eventually graduated and passed the bar exam. He set up a practice in domestic and family law, and became a highly respected divorce attorney.

Through the years, Jean and Billy arranged love liaisons, whenever possible.

One day Jean's husband told her that she was getting too old, and he wanted a divorce to marry a younger woman. He offered her a very small settlement, telling her that he had a battery of attorneys to fight on his behalf if she dared to contest the settlement.

A shaken woman, she contacted Billy's law firm and he agreed to take her case pro bono (At no charge). After a bitter court battle, the case was settled, with Jean having her house fully paid for and three million dollars in cash.

Poetic Justice taking a hand a few years later, Jean's ex-husband made a few missteps in the stock market and ended up penniless. He took his own life eating the business end of a 38 revolver, leaving a note cursing Jean and her upstart attorney with his last breath.

Jean, as it turned out, had a good head for business, and multiplied her three million ten- fold.

With the passage of time, Billy's law firm became very successful. He became a multi millionaire in his own right.

Jean did not remarry during these years, and Billy never married at all.

Before they realized it Jean was in her sixties and Billy was well into his fifties.

Now, the age difference between an eighteen-year old boy and a twenty-nine year old woman is substantial. But that very same difference shrinks a lot when a person is in her sixties and the other is in his fifties.

Jean and Billy had been off and on lovers through the years, often confiding in each other about business and personal matters. One night, after making love, they were engaged in pillow talk Billy asked Jean if she would marry him. He told her that he had never married all these years because he couldn't love another woman but her.

She said "yes" that she would marry him. That she, too, had come to love him more and more as the years passed.

Now in their twilight years they often think of that morning so long ago when he was a kid trying to sell encyclopedias door to door, and she had thought he was so adorable that she seduced him into her bed.