Spencer was desperate for school to finish.
His mum’s friend Emma had been staying with him for the last week while his mum was on holiday.
He could barely remember Emma from his childhood and was amazed to find when he met her that she was a stunningly attractive lady in her late-twenties, a walking fantasy with dark eyes, a wide sexy mouth, perfect arse, long legs and huge firm breasts.
And not only that, she was seriously fond of him. So much so in fact that she’d resolved to make him happier by boosting his confidence in general and with girls in particular.
Like most of his male classmates, Spencer thought about little other than women. He spent as much of his time as possible watching porn and masturbating. But, in the real world, he wasn’t brave enough to even talk to the girls in his class let alone ask one out on a date so he had no real chance of actually fulfilling any of his varied and intricate fantasies.
At least until Emma arrived.
She’d decided he needed a full makeover. She’d bought him new clothes and got him an expensive haircut. She’d found he had an unused set of weights and insisted he work out every day. She’d made sure he washed properly and kept his room reasonably tidy and clean. She made sure he ate healthily and generally looked after himself.
And there was no doubt he felt a lot better for it. Already he was fitter and stronger. His complexion had improved. He stood taller and felt a lot better about himself.
Although that might also be because of her methods to boost his confidence. When she’d masturbated him for the first time she’d explained that to her, giving him so much pleasure was worth a little manual effort on her part. And then when she began sucking his cock, she’d confessed that she’d been waiting for his sexual endurance to increase before doing so.
This morning he had almost missed his bus for school after it had taken Emma almost half an hour to make him come despite her best efforts with her mouth, breasts and hands.
“Well, I think we can safely say you’ve got some real stamina now, darling!” she’d said as he’d dressed hurriedly, having ejaculated down her throat. “I think we can maybe expand your education when you get home tonight. How would you like to see my pussy?”
In the end she’d had to physically push him out of the front door so he wouldn’t be late for school.
So far, although she often walked around the house in nothing but a thong, she’d not let him touch or even see her pussy. Also, despite giving him snogs, handjobs, blowjobs and tit-wanks she hadn’t allowed him to lick or suck her breasts at all, telling him she didn’t want to be distracted from the task at hand. Which was why he was impatiently waiting now for his final lesson of the day to finish so he could get home and see his first real live cunt.
As soon as the bell rang, Spencer gathered his books and sprinted out into the corridor. Within two steps he ran straight into another student and sent her sprawling before landing heavily on top of her.
“I’m so sorry…” he started before realising he was looking down an immense valley of soft creamy bosom, only inches away from his face. He stopped dead with his mouth wide open.
After a few seconds, he heard from in front of him, “Um, hello. Are you having fun down there?”
“Oh, shit, I’m so sorry,” a red-faced Spencer mumbled as he looked up into Suzy Simpson’s clear blue eyes. He stood and helped her up. “I wasn’t looking where I was going,” he added before pausing to take a deep breath and trying to imagine what Emma would advise him to do in this situation.
He looked into her eyes with a confidence he didn’t really feel and smiled, “Are you OK?”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” she replied as he picked up her bag and bent to collect up his own books which were now strewn across the corridor.
“So anyway, Spencer,” she said having adjusted her clothing. “Jenny and I were trying to work out when you’re going to be on the TV,” she said cryptically as he gathered them up.
Spencer looked up bemused. “What?”
“You look like you’ve been on some sort of makeover programme. Have you?” she asked with a smile.
“No!” he laughed. His heart beating he continued, “Why, do you think it’s an improvement?”
She looked him up and down pointedly, “A lot better, I’d say.” He hadn’t realised just how lovely her eyes were.
They began to walk out of school.
Suzy cleared her throat. “A few of us are off to McDs if you want to, you know…”
“Oh, shit, sorry but I can’t; I have to go,” he stammered in confusion.
“Oh. OK,” she said. “Going to see your girlfriend?” she added with a slight edge to her tone.
“Well, yes, kind of.” Spencer almost ran from her as went to his bus-stop, in the opposite direction to McDonalds.
On the bus, he thought about what had just happened. The gorgeous Suzy Simpson had spoken to him! She’d even complimented him, he thought. And the most amazing thing of all was that she’s invited him to hang out with her and her popular friends.