He was either taking Emma out to dinner or having dinner at her place about once a week. They didn’t make love every time they were together but it ...eemed like they did at least every other time. He could tell she still had a little hang up about her body since the only time he saw her naked was when they were making love. She was reluctant to shower with him. He finally talked her into doing it and it seemed to him that some of her embarrassment did vanish. On the plus side of her. She started to pushed my boxer’s down. I started to undo her blouse, as I started to caress each nipple she began to moan. As I began to kiss her down to her naval, I was unzipping her skirt. As I removed her skirt, she wasn’t wearing any panties. I placed my tongue, in her clit she threw her head back. I started to eat her pussy, she started to cum. I laid down on the floor, as she swing around and she align my cock up with her pussy. She started to ride my cock, like she was doing it for. ." Yes, well, I guess so." He stammered. "Well, I err... I have to stop off on the way home from work and get some supplies. Could you please could finish up feeding the dogs for me and then lock up? Thanks Sweety." His right hand, hidden under the desk, groped at his rigid cock and adjusted its position. He rose awkwardly from his desk, and hurriedly gathered his things, his pants doing little to conceal his large, painful erection, or the tell-tale wet spot of precum which often stained his. Milton was your basic nerd. He was always hanging around after class, asking all sorts academic questions at first, then personal questions. I was uncomfortable with him around, but put up with it out of curiosity. Eventually he suggested a tutoring session after school. He was one of the few students who didn't need to be tutored. I went along with it to see what he really wanted. I was not surprised at what he had in mind. We sat together at my desk. Before long, he had his hand up my skirt.