"Suppose I refuse?" he asked. "What are you going to do?"
"Me?" she asked. "I wouldn't do a thing. But I also won't tell you how I found out about Marilyn Kase and you, and how others, in the future, might find out about other affairs you might have."
It was a kind of negative blackmail. She wasn't threatening to expose him in any way, but at the same time he knew if she had found out about himself and Marilyn Kase, there had to be some kind of leak somewhere. Marilyn wasn't the kind of girl to blab about it, and neither was she the kind to talk in her sleep. There was definitely a leak, and Jo Ann was hinting that if she had found out, it was possible for other girls to find out, and worse, for parents to find out. His career as a teacher and dean might come to an abrupt end.
True, he would always be able to stop it all by merely no longer bedding down with all those luscious girls. But the prospect of losing his variety, of having to possibly marry and settle for just one woman was definitely not very appealing. Shrugging, he nodded, saying, "Spell out your terms, Jo Ann."
"I want to lose my virginity," she told him. "If possible, today. You help me, and make it good for me, and I'll tell you how I found out about Marilyn Kase. Okay?"
The car had stopped at a red light, and he looked at her. She looked so tiny, so innocent, so absolutely beautiful sitting there. Under ordinary conditions he would have considered it a shame to even think of violating such loveliness. But she was the one making the terms, and that being the case, he was able to let his id out a little more and actually enjoy the prospect she was putting forth to him.
"I have one more class today," she told her. "There are no more faculty meetings, so I'll be free in about an hour-and-a-half."
"You'll do it?" she asked.
"I'll do it," he nodded. "But you have to understand there are no guarantees. I'll do my best, but it might not be good enough."
"As long as you do your best," she nodded.
"Do you know the bus that runs along Carson Avenue?"
"Yes," she nodded.
He took out two dollars, handed them to her, and said, “At the end of the next period, go to the bus stop, take the bus to the last stop. Get off the bus, and at the corner, turn right and walk for two blocks. You'll come to a small alleyway that runs between the two streets. The buildings on either side of that alleyway have no windows on that side, so no one will see you. Go into that alleyway stand on the small curb to the «de. I'll be along as quickly as possible."
“Yes, sir," she nodded, thinking, at last, at last it was going to happen.
Chapter 3
She was waiting in the alleyway when Dr. Joseph's car came and picked her up. Her heart was thumping as she slid in, and her skirt scooted up to reveal the golden tan of her tantalizing young thighs and the soft, almost imperceptible down above the knee. Though she had no pubic hairs, oddly enough, she had a fine lint on her upper thighs, too fine to be noticed unless a man had his face right against her flesh. Instead of yanking her skirt down, the lovely girl let it ride up another couple of inches as the teacher's hand fumbled with the ignition key. She saw him staring in hot-eyed desire at her legs and knew she had him. To herself, she thought, I may be uncertain about what to do, but this is one man who will teach me in a hurry.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked.
"I believe in absolute comfort when indulging in something like this," he told her. "A car is not the place to fool around, nor do I believe in motels where unwanted presences can suddenly make themselves known. Now, what about your parents?"
She explained to him about her mother's working late at the elementary school, and the fact that her father never came home until six. He looked at his watch and said, "It's two-thirty. We'll have an hour and a half, which should be more than enough time if you're to get home before your mother."
"Aren't you driving me home?" she asked.
"And have the neighbors see my car in front of your house? No, I'll make certain you get home safely, but I won't be the one taking you home. When indulging in something somewhat illegal, as this is, no matter how pleasurable, we must take steps to make certain we're never found out. This is why I had you take the bus to the alleyway," he said.
He drove through the alleyway to the other side, then made a sharp left, and soon was on a small road Jo Ann knew nothing about.
"Where are we?" she asked.
"In a suburb of Carlson," he replied. "Carlson is just next to Colton, and a nice, quiet place."
He drove for less than ten minutes, pulling off onto a second road, this time a dirt road. He drove for a hundred feet before they were surrounded on both sides by large hedges. Then he made a sharp left, bypassed one small house with a picket fence, drove across barren ground, came to another house, drove around the side, and pressed the button on an automatic garage-door opener.
"This is home away from home," he replied. "Unless you drive a car and have driven here at least twice by yourself, it would take an uncanny sense of direction to find this place."
He was right, because Jo Ann knew she had no idea where she was. He drove right into the garage, and as the garage door closed, a light went on.
He helped her out of the car and they walked into a small kitchen that was used very occasionally. He led her past the living room and directly down the hall to the large master bedroom. Ushering her inside, he said, "Under normal circumstances, if you were older, and I was the one doing the seducing, and I knew you had time, I would make drinks, cause you to relax and be nice and comfy. Unfortunately, time is working against us, and so you'll excuse me if I hurry things a bit."
"Sure," she nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed as he sat beside her, putting an arm around her. She automatically snuggled against him, feeling very comfortable even though she really didn't know the man at all.
Jo Ann's heart was beginning to pound all the more rapidly, and she freely admitted to herself that she was not only anxious, but frightened. She was taken totally by surprise when the man bent his head and gave her the first lover's kiss she had ever known, planting it smack-dab on her mouth. It was not a very arousing kiss as far as Jo Ann was concerned, nor was it enjoyable since he seemed to be hurrying everything. He did say they had an hour and a half. Gee! There must be an awful lot to learn in that time.
A moment later she felt the pressure of his tongue parting her lips, and she decided she liked that a little bit more. In fact, it was downright exciting. The man's probing tongue eeled around in her mouth, titillating her, causing little sparks of electricity to go off inside her, sparks she had never felt before. His tongue wrapped itself around her own lingual digit, taking total possession of her oral cave, rubbing the roof of her mouth as it established its authority.
Slowly Jo Ann opened her mouth in response to what the man was doing, and little by little her tongue came awake and responded, fencing somewhat unskillfully with his own tongue, but probing at it, nevertheless.
Dr. Joseph pulled her shoulders forward, then turned her so that she was cradled in his arms with her legs up on the bed. She gasped as she felt the weight of his right hand move slowly to her left breast. It felt so different when a man touched her than when she touched herself. It was so much better, a thousand times better, and titillating bits of static buzzed through her entire nervous system.
She continued to respond orally, kissing him strongly, thrusting her breast at his caressing hand, letting him know she wanted more. Emboldened he began expertly massaging her young, swelling breasts. She made no effort to stop him and so he lifted his hand and undid the top button on her blouse, then the next button, and soon had her blouse open. All the while she continued kissing him, writhing against him, responding as his hand reached behind her and undid her brassiere. Then his expert fingers slid inside and cupped her tiny breast, the fingers pinching the nipple and making her gasp.