I slipped under the bench to hide my erection, and only then did I look at how to be my tutor. He was watching me closely, taking his eyes first, my c...otch, stomach and mouth, to his eyes.- Could you wait a while, you know? This is a school, not a brothel. If you wanna fuck, it's not here, okay? he asked, and I nodded obediently, swallowing loudly.- Of course. Excuse me.He smiled gently and walked over to the desk. As he walked with his back to me, I examined his ass. Black jeans hugged his. "Good morning, sir", you say to me, but my face obviously has the look of a stunned man. "Oh, he is cute, like you said he would be," your flying companion says to you as you both pass by me and walk up the air stairs. The other pilot continues to head to the back of the plane and load up the luggage. As he loads up the bags, I can smell the sweet perfume mixed with a scent that can only be described as ready for... anything... as you walk by me. Maybe that's the Jet-A mixing with perfume.. So all was good for weeks on end and one day as i had been checking on the old man i met my neighbours sister coming in as i was leaving we began to chat in the garden she had grey hair and wore not so revealing clothing but in saying that i could make out she had big nice tits .i am a fucker for checking out the tits as you do ,anyway as we were chatting she was asking general questions and asking me how things where i asked her how things were with herself she went on to say she was out of. I felt his strong arms wrap around my torso as he kissed me deeply but softly. His lips felt even better than in my dreams, tender but forceful. His tongue slid into my mouth. We were pressed against each other and it was everything I’d ever hoped for. My head swam. I hesitated in touching him with my hands, some self consciousness still lingering as though it were still forbidden to cross that boundary. But I wasn’t Nathan any more, I was Natalia. I could do whatever I wanted. My finger.