? I wasn?t sure if I was relieved ordisappointed as he placed the tray of food on the bed and we sat down to eat.? We ate in silence, something I had...noticedhe liked to do and soon I was back up, trying on the last of the outfits.? It was then that he pulled out one of thebags that he had not let me look in and started to lay the things out on thebed. At first they seemed fairly normal, scarves and masking tape, but then theitems started to get a bit stranger.? Heplaced what looked like a. I grew bolder with her behavior and said, “No, I just want to know the size of that amazing cloth which holds up your big boobs”. She laughed continuously for few minutes. She didn’t take it offensively. She said, “Man, you are so honest. Let’s go in”. She took my hand and we went inside. I saw bras and panties in different colors, different models. I imagined her in almost all the bras and panties they shown to us. I couldn’t reply to some of her questions because I have to come to reality to. I slipped her sari from her shoulder and touched her breasts from outside and they were fully stood vigorously in her chest. My dick was getting rock hard and with her permission I slowly slid my hand inside the blouse. Since no bra were inside I felt that precious twins in my hand. While feeling that twins she told me unbutton it and watch and watch and feel l it fully. Slowly I unbuttoned the blouse and a perfect pairs of breasts revealed in front of a 17 year aged boy. It was his first. Well, take care, Miss Blythe." His girlfriend gave him a questioning look as they walked off.I was positively skipping when I headed to my class—I gave him confidence. I helped to bring him out of his shell. And it was so easy: all I had to do was let him fuck me. It got me thinking—wouldn't the world be a better place if caring, older women – not that I was old at twenty-five; I was mature and experienced – guided these young men through their blossoming sexuality.As I spoke to my first period.