Sometimes you have to go your own way. I think I am thinking clearly and not just with my heart. Charley is at the age when he will, not may, experime...t with sex with girls who are no better prepared for it than he is. I won't let that happen if I can help it. He has girl friends and I am glad of it. But blindly trying out sex with them isn't the best solution either. We did not have sex. However, we did enjoy more physical love than is considered right or normal. Heavy petting, I would call. Up until then I had normal sexual tastes as far as women were concerned all except, I absolutely loathed the modern trend of shaving their pussies and I liked them to be nice and plump. It got to the point that I only ever had relationships with hairy and bigger women. As his aunt found it difficult to get about my boss arranged for me to meet her at home. I turned up in the late afternoon and was met by Aunt Judy who it seemed was in her late sixties or even early seventies. Like most old. I had underestimated how far Ashley was behind. Ashley underestimated how seriously I was going to take being her tutor. In the first two weeks, we were both going to give up on the whole thing at least a half dozen times. Truth was, I'd never quit on her. Not because I had lofty principles. Fact was, Ashley was one of the hottest girls in the entire school, and guys of my ilk really never would have this kind of chance to be around a girl like her. Sure, I'd stick with it because I knew it. ” I enjoy teasing him, getting as weird as I can just for the hell of it. I crawl close to him, as he stands there tied to the bed post, trying to escape with all his strength. I face my ass to him, bent over on all fours. And I wiggle around, spreading open wide, twerking my little ass around. I reach under and finger myself right in front of him. He looks away in horror, unable to comprehend what’s happening. I stand at the foot of the bed right next to Grace. Still in pain, but it’s getting.