Spencer was fantasising about Emma. He was imagining her licking and sucking his cock, hungrily begging for him to come in her mouth. The thought of those soft red lips sliding up and down his rigid pole and those dark perceptive eyes, gazing up at him while she smiled around a mouthful of his cock, had him rock hard again.
Which, he realised as the school bell rang, was a bit of a problem as he was in a class and everyone around him was leaving.
Emma had dressed him very differently in a white t-shirt and blue jeans and he’d already had a few comments at school today, all of them surprisingly positive. She’d also promised to take him shopping for more clothes as well as a proper haircut that weekend. She’d also tantalisingly hinted that, if he were clean, she might consider using more than her hands on him that evening; hence the flavour of his fantasy today.
He smiled once more at the thought of her hot sucking mouth. He heard a giggle and realised he was staring at Suzy Simpson and that she was smiling back, although he couldn’t tell whether she was laughing at him or whether she was being uncharacteristically friendly.
Suzy was stunning, with a statuesque and curvaceous figure, a surprisingly sweet pretty face and spiky blonde hair. She was popular with everyone at school, slightly rebellious but still academically able and the favourite object of Spencer’s fantasies before Emma had arrived. And she’d had several boyfriends and was rumoured to have gone all the way with them.
Suzy and two of her friends walked away, still giggling, with a few glances back over their shoulders. He realised they weren’t just looking at his face and worked out that the lump in his trousers was more than obvious.
“Shit,” he mumbled to himself before concealing his crotch with his bag and sidling off to the lavatories to relieve himself for the third time that day.
~~~
When he got home Emma was waiting for him, ready to go out for the evening.
“Have you missed me, darling?” Emma asked enticingly. “Oh, I see from that lovely big bulge that you have!”
She unzipped him and casually began to masturbate him into a handful of tissues. “Sorry, lover. I’d let you come over my boobs but I don’t want you to get my clothes dirty.”
She looked fabulous; her hair was in a pony tail and she was wearing a tight-fitting high-necked black dress that stopped well above her knees plus black thigh-length high-heeled boots.
Spencer was proud that he managed to last as long as five minutes before he exploded into her hand.
“Right! Go and have a quick shower and put on the new clothes I’ve left on your bed; we’re going out on a date,” she ordered as she wiped her hands clean. “Oh, and make sure you use the face scrub I’ve got you.”
He showered and dressed in a shirt and trousers as ordered , amazed at how tidy and fresh his room now was. He noticed with a wry smile that Emma had sorted his pornography under his bed into format and genre.
“Come on, lover,” she called from downstairs.
Driving his mum’s car into town, Emma explained the schedule for the evening while he sat next to her.
“First we’re going to a nice restaurant where we’re going to teach you to talk to girls like they’re human rather than aliens. And then we’re going to go to the pictures where, if you’re a good boy, we can have a little cuddle. I want you to get used to taking a girl on a date. How does that sound?”
Spencer hadn’t heard her. As she’d been driving, Emma’s dress had ridden high up her legs, revealing her glorious bronzed thighs and the hint of tight white knickers. Spencer was entranced; he couldn’t stop staring at her legs and he’d already generated a painfully confined erection.
“Hello, Spencer!”
He jumped guiltily. “Sorry!”
“Spencer,” Emma said, “it’s lovely that you find me attractive but you really have to learn to be a bit more subtle. It’s no wonder that you haven’t got a girl if all you can do is ogle or ignore them!”
“Sorry, Emma,” he apologised. “It’s just that I’ve honestly never met someone as beautiful as you. And here you are, not just talking to me but it’s like you really like me! I just can’t believe this isn’t a dream.”
“Oh, Spencer. I promise I like you and I promise I’m real. Here, squeeze my thigh. Feel how real I am.”
Spencer hard cock twitched as he put his right hand on her left thigh and slowly moved it under her dress.
“That’s high enough, darling!”
“Oh, sorry,” he said but continued to stroke her thigh happily.
“That’s OK. I don’t blame you, dear. It’s always fun having a new toy! Spencer, you must have realised that I’m really fond of you, darling. I spent the happiest days of my life here in London. I know you don’t remember but you were a big constant in that time; I literally watched you grow up.”
Spencer stopped stroking her but allowed his hand to rest high up her leg as he listened to her.
“When I met you at the station I could see right away that you were scared of me and of women in general. I could also see that you’d been very unkind to yourself: there’s a handsome young man under that awful haircut and those horrible shapeless clothes. You need to look after yourself a bit more: dress better, eat better and do a little exercise. And most of all, you need some confidence. And I decided to give you some. In any way I could.”
“Oh, Emma, thank you so much. Is that why you, you know…?”
“Tossed you off? As I said, it gives you an awful lot of pleasure and even more confidence and it’s such an easy thing for me to do. It’s really no problem at all, Spencer. I enjoy it”
Spencer adjusted his cock before beginning to thoughtfully stroke her thigh again.
“Emma?”
“Yes, dear?”
“You know when you said this morning that there might even be, you know, other things you might be able to do for me?”
“Yes, Spencer. Was there something in particular?”
Spencer reddened as he continued. “I was just wondering, if you, would, well, if you don’t mind, maybe just suck me a little bit.” He added hurriedly, “That is, if you do that kind of thing.”
“Spencer! I can’t believe you want to put your big hard hairy thick cock in my pretty pouting mouth! What kind of girl do you think I am?”
“Oh, shit, Emma, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. Please…”
But Emma was laughing. “Oh, darling. I’m just teasing. I have no objections to sucking you off, lover. I was going to wait a bit longer until giving you regular hand relief had helped you develop a little stamina but I can’t seem to say no to you!”
Spencer was stunned. “Oh, wow! Really?”
“Of course, really. I know I’m a tease but I’m not that much of a tease! And anyway, it’ll save on the mess. We’re almost there. Let’s see if we can find a quiet spot and I’ll give a nice relaxing blowjob.”
Spencer’s excitement mounted as Emma drove the car into a multi-storey car park, gradually climbing up the ramps until they ended up on the deserted roof level.