It was the next day and I arrived at Los Altos, the same time as the previous day, I dismounted from my bike and rang the gate security monitor and it flashed red and then the familiar click and green, the gates kicked into gear and began opening. I wheeled my bike onto the lawn and took my small back pack off as I walked up the stairs to the front veranda. This time I was met at the door by Erica herself. “Hello” she said, “please come inside” As I came in through the door she lead me through the house, this time I was more relaxed and was able to appreciate how grand and ornate it was. The entrance hall was palatial, adorned with art and artefacts, it contained a staircase leading upstairs and several doors opening off of it. I was also watching Erica, she was very sensual, even when she walked, she was ahead of me and she seemed to glide and wiggle, her walk was sensually effortless. In time I learned that Erica liked to wear extremely tasteful clothing, clothing that really accentuated her long and lean physique. She loved colonial colours whites and creams, linens and cottons and she dressed herself with a good helping of gold jewelry and often little or no underwear.

She led me through one of the doors into what seemed to be a cinema room or living room, I guess it could also be known as a snug, but it was different than the boudoir I had been in the day before. Plain neutral colours with some cinematic artwork posters, lazy chairs and low tables and a small ‘lazy Suzan’ like server. When we were in there she closed the door behind us and said “make yourself comfortable.” pointing to a kind of lazy sofa, “Would you like to drink some tea” “it’s fresh mint” she said. I said “yes please.”

She was wearing a slip dress which glided over her skin as she moved. Erica returned from the lazy Susan thing with the tea, it was on a small tray, the tray was silver, ornate, likely an antique and the cups were quaint in glass, kind of elegant and crammed with green leaves. The pot was also ornate and silver. She placed the tray on the table in front of me. “You can pour it, be careful to do it slowly, don’t scold the leaves, infuse them” I had not noticed the table, in fact I had noticed little of the detail around me, my brain was flooded with the events of the day before, visual and physical. I had even neglected to notice her delicate scent the day before, but now it was rushing at my nostrils, musk and something sweet, with a touch of fresh feminine sweat. It was scintillating. The coffee table looked African, it had a thick glass top, supported by a dark wood frame with carved ornate legs, almost animal looking. It was full of coffee table books, judging by the titles, mostly fiction and some non fiction and lots of erotica. I could make out a title ‘What Women want from Men in the bedroom.’ When she finally sat down, adjacent to me, I could see that her legs were slightly ajar. I think I stared there, I struggled to remove my gaze, clearly I really wanted to see her there and she must’ve caught my eyes glancing down and slowly, carefully, delicately she shifted just one leg enough for me to see right to the very top of her thigh. Her sex was in view, no pants, just her sex, pinkish brownish lips and pubic hair and I could feel my cock stirring as it was starting to get hard. She asked “do you like what you see?”  I said “yes.” “Would you like to smell me there?” Gulping, I said “yes” “Would you like to taste me there?” My heart was racing, I could feel my blood rushing everywhere, my throat was choking, there were no words, “Drink some tea” she said kindly, I did as she said, and began quickly pouring the hot water over the leaves. “Yes” I said. “Yes what she asked?” I responded with “Yes I want to taste you there”. “Ok then, I just need you to stand up.” She said in a commanding voice. I hesitated to move as I was shy, mostly because I was wasn’t confident and because it was clear that I was aroused, which was embarrassing. I stood up and faced Erica “Remove your shirt slowly” and then your  trousers” oh and your socks.” she said. I started to do as she instruct and as I was undressing She ask, “So Tom are the ten sets of diamanté Jewellery in the pouch ?” “Yes” I said. She gestured with an envelope in her hand, I took it, her hand was still extended, I bent down and picked up the pouch and handed it to her. She took it and placed it beside her in the cleft of the sofa. Where the seat meets the arm. “Ok the business is over, Tom please check the envelope, we cannot conclude business until you agree that business is concluded and that only happens when you are happy with the contents of that envelope” I opened the envelope and inside was cash, all £20s no £10s so I immediately knew it could not be right. I counted it, “£800, I said” “too much I said” So now I’m standing naked from head to toe other than my underpants with cash in my hands and it’s quite clear that my cock is straining against the stretch cotton. “You can keep the extra £50, consider it a bonus for services rendered, “what services” I asked, “Tom put the money down and come over here” She said.  I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my body, my heart was beating at one hundred miles an hour. I put the envelope on the table and move towards her. As I came within touching distance she put her hand up to my chest and scraped my skin with her nails, she put a palm flat against my heart and said “My oh my oh.” As She traced a hand down my body she commented “you are quite hairless, it’s fascinating” “you said you were seventeen” she quizzed, “yes” I said. She stopped talking when her hand got to the waistband of my underpants, it paused there momentarily, but by now her wrist was already resting on my cock and I could feel it through my underpants which only made my bulge and the feeling in my balls tighter. “Do you mind if I remove your underpants” She asked “no” I said. She tugged them down using both hands and my cock escaped and bent hard in her direction. She leant forward and I could feel the great intake of her breath down there. “Yum” she said and I could feel a momentary wet lick on the top of my cock, “yum yum” she said.  I was on the verge of ejaculating when I was interrupted “Would you mind if I was also naked?” She asked. I said “no” so she stood up to the side of me and somehow with a flick of a button her entire dress dropped to the floor, she was completely naked. “Look at my body” She instructed as she stood there displaying her body to me. It was the first time I had really seen a naked woman full frontal with time to take it all in. She was mature, but not, her body and breasts were quite youthful, her face was older and showing some wrinkles, it was strangely a very sexually arousing combination.  What she did next practically exploded my world. “if this works between us, you will learn many things that will accelerate your sexual understanding, I will liberate you and you will live in a world quite different from the one most of the people you will ever come across during the rest of your life live in.” With that she reached between her legs and let her finger run between her labia. She took the finger and put it to my nose “take a deep breath, I want you to remember that smell, you are going to learn to love it. “ I could feel my body reacting as a deeply musky sweaty, scent struck the back of my throat, sending an encouraging vibrant message to my cock willing it to ejaculate. Then she took that same hand and put it back between her legs, this time I could see that she was pushing her hand deeper between her thighs. “I am fingering myself” she said and at that moment I came in a series of gushes. I was standing shuddering as ejaculate streamed out of my rockhard cock directly onto my underpants. It was completely involuntary and I was completely devastated and embarrassed. She took the finger out and pushed it into my mouth” taste that, I want you to learn to love that taste to relish that taste and to want that taste in your mouth.“ At that point she gently dropped to her knees and looked up at me and said “it looks like something has happened here.” I gingerly responded with “I think that I have come.” By now my cock was becoming flaccid and she picked up my underpants and pushed the soaking semen to her mouth, “sweet almonds” she said and it was clear that there was a lot of cum on her tongue and my cock was quite a sticky semierect mess. She pushed her face against my cock and opened her mouth licking and sucking at my genital area until every drop of semen was removed. By now I could feel I was getting hard again and she started to analyse the situation. “Not the biggest cock I’ve sucked but quite pretty.” My cock was circumcised and as such I have quite a large helmet connected to a narrower shaft, almost like you might draw a penis in a childish cartoon way. I’ve never been very hairy so there was a small fringe of pubic hair just above my shaft. She was sucking hungrily on my cock now and I could feel that I was going to come again, she looked up at me took my cock out of her mouth and between her four finger and thumb crossed my testicles and the loose skin between my testicles and my peritoneum and squeezed extremely hard so my cock was very taught, it seemed to get harder straining as if it might explode. She said “I’m going to make you come again so don’t hold back I want you to come right down my throat.” With that she proceeded to push her face so that my cock went deep into her mouth and I could feel it knocking against the back of her throat and her sucking became more vigorous and I could feel my orgasm mountain quickly, it always felt like it started in my balls and they became hot and tense, almost painful and at the point of orgasm it felt like my whole being was going to come out of me, from my asshole right through the centre of my groin and out the front of the tip of my cock and that’s exactly what happened, I came into the back of her throat as hard as I’ve ever come in my life, she didn’t flinch, she sucked and sucked and swallowed, I was shuddering uncontrollably as that was something that happened to me when I orgasmed, I always thought it was a bit weird but as I stood there I had the usual involuntary convulsions quite like a spasm mixed fit.  Erica stood up and took my cock between her thighs, right under her pussy, it was hot there, I could feel the heat radiating, she then kissed me passionately, shoving her tongue into my mouth and towards the back of my throat. I could taste myself, and feel that my mouth had filled with a gooey mixture in it, that mixture was my come and her spit, she fucked my mouth with her tongue, I had to swallow, so I did. She continued to kiss me hard. Her hands were grabbing at my cock, moving it and my balls around madly, squeezing and pressing, slightly painfully but it was making me hard again. Then she stopped and pushed my shoulders down, “kneel down she said” I did as I was told, and my face was pretty much in exact alignment with her pussy. It had a very strong smell, sweat, but not a man’s sweat, it was sweeter, almost fragrant, and then there was the musk, a smell of sex is all I can describe it as, not a bad scent, but it was alluring, clinging to my nostrils, the back of my throat and whatever made my cock hard. Erica stepped forward, put one leg up on the lazy sofa so her pussy was exposed right in front of my face and mouth and then she said “Tom now you will learn to eat pussy, love the scent of a woman, and drink from my sex cup, I want you to learn to love it so much that it’s an important part of your arousal and so that you enjoy doing it and so you do it extremely well.” “Every woman that comes after me will benefit from these teachings and will cherish you and your willingness to please them with your mouth”