It was quiet as a churchmouse and no one was in sight. Then Edna led me down a flight of stairs and stopped just around the first turn. “Phil”, sh... said, “I need to tell you something about myself so you will understand why I my sexual desire is so unusually intense.” “Tell me.” “I wasn’t always this way,” she continued. “I always enjoyed sex like everyone else does, especially after I married Jack, my husband. We had a good healthy sexual relationship for several years. Then my appetite… no,. “God, now that alone Gracie makes me feel wild all over my body. You have no idea how that camisole makes me feel deep down inside me,” he said. “As in you mean it does things to your umm penis?” she said. “Yes, your camisole does ‘wild things’ down there,” he replied as he pointed to his cock. She looked down at his crotch and thought about it all. He knew that if she touched that area she’d know exactly what he meant by it and so he took her hand, placed it against his crotch, and he pressed. She looked up and smiled at me, I noticed she was looking me up and down in my suit, and her eyes momentarily paused at my crotch. “If you’d like to make your way through to the dining room the meals shall be served shortly.” “Of course see you later.” I answered, stealing one last look at her ass as I walked through the dining rooms doors. She caught me looking, but I didn’t care. I sat down in a table along with some of my friends. I’m 18, average height and longish brown hair. I regularly. I appreciate everything you allow me sir and I'll never ask for more ever again. I promise." Her eyes pleaded as she began sweating with the heat from her body. She nervously watched him as he considered her apology, still toying with her tender clit. "As this is your first proper lesson, I'll allow you a little treat for learning so quickly. Next time, I won't be so generous" He said seriously, gently tapping her clit and watching her struggle to cope. "Thank you sir" she gasped, tensing up.