It might not seem that odd in the telling but I was na?ve and really quiteinexperienced in the ways of the world. I?d probably always thought of mysel...as ?the girl next door? type. Blonde and pretty but notbeautiful. Friendly and outgoing but only in mycomfort zone. And that meant sticking with people I knew, going toplaces I was familiar with, doing the things that felt safe. I arrivedat the venue for our evening shortly after our agreed meeting time of 7:30 pm.I had spent a nervous hour or. At the same time, he nudged her foot with his. He had noticed her knees beginning to drift apart slightly under the transparent table, causing her skirt to move above her knees. I guess we still need some work on recognition and control of her flashing urges, he thought. It still turns me on like crazy when she deliberately tries to show off her pussy, but there are some times when it is totally NOT appropriate, his mind went on. Like now--when I am being interviewed for a job--and an executive. "she stands up, puts her bottle down, and begin to slowly move her hands over her body, up her breasts, loosens her hair."Come on Baby, want to play??" Ok, i'll play a little, " if she is insulted, perhaps she will realize how I feel, so I go for the extreme. " leave your skirt on, and your top, but remove your underwear. slowly, tease me." I sit and sip from my bottle confident that she will either laugh it off, or walk out."I didn't wear any today," she drops her hands the her skirt, loosens. "If you vant Vanya's cock, it must be my vay," he said matter of factly and Susan seemed to be taken back, but I could see that she was horny as hell. After all, I wouldn't be there to release her after her lesson tonight and I barely heard her agree.Suddenly, the young boy changed and he pushed Susan away, "Strip!!" he barked and Susan didn't know what to do, this wasn't the same kid she had wanted, he was menacing now, "I said STRIP!!" he reiterated and Susan slowly got up and took her shoes.