Erotic
2008-10-02
USING BETH
Beth Swinton was the assistant director of the large data office of a metropolitan hospital. She was good at her job, and liked it but she longed for more human contact, since her world was a data world mainly. She was the one to lock up every evening and it always afforded her an hour or so of peace and quiet, once the rest of the crew was gone. The office was spacious and Beth had her own office. There was a common room for the team and a conference room. It had a kitchen off of it. The facilities were comfortable. Beth was in her early 40’s; she was still pretty and physically attractive. She wasn’t one to dress in any sexy manner and made sure that her conservative clothes hid her 36c sized breasts. She also had a pretty, well formed ass but it too was well hidden in conservative clothes.
The word went around one day that the hospital was encouraging departments to take on the task of tutoring local students. The hospital was situated in a mixed neighborhood with a large population of African Americans. Beth felt that this was precisely her opportunity to reach out just a little bit. That’s how James came into her life. He was a young man and was struggling with educational as well as life issues. James was very quick to understand people.
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It was one of his strengths. It was a fact of the relationship that they built together, once Beth began to tutor him, that James was aware of Beth’s secret submissive nature long before that became an issue between them. He even bragged to his friends, who adopted a ‘put up or shut up’ attitude.
The tutoring sessions went fine; they were initially once a week. Beth found James easy going but not quick to apply his natural born abilities to the lessons that they were working on. She coaxed him on, and he was fairly quick to indicate that he’d do the studying, the work for her because he liked her. Beth accepted that on face value and felt it was fine until better motivation for him came along.
The ‘accident’ that started the two of them down a path that Beth certainly never foresaw but James kind of did, occurred as they were struggling with some math items toward the end of one of their sessions. In what appeared to be an accidental move, as they sat next to one another at a table working on the math, the two of them moved at the same time, and in the process James’ hand came in contact with Beth’s right breast. Beth got red and James just laughed. They had adopted a kind of bantering relationship with one another. Beth never felt it was necessary to keep it formally to tutor and pupil. “What’s so funny? It’s only a breast. ” Beth said, although she was smiling.
“Funny? I guess not,” said James.
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“That was the softest thing that I think I’ve ever felt, and it’s a tit; it’s not a breast. Are you high class or something?” Beth decided to play it cool, although she realized that just the accidental touch was causing her to heat up.
She struggled to make sure that it didn’t show. “No, I’m not ‘high class or something,’ Mr,” she said. She really liked the feeling of that fleeting touch. James grinned at Beth and reaching out, touched the side of her breast again. “Ohhhh!” she spluttered this time. “Stop that!” James was grinning and saw that Beth was smiling too. He was sure of himself now.
“Stop what?” James grinned at her.
“Stop touching my . . . ”
“Your what?” he shot back at her.
She sighed: “My tit! Stop touching my tit.
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”
“I bet you even liked it!” he crowed at her. It took her back that he was almost inside of her head realizing that she did like it.
“No . . . I . . . uh . . . I . . . ”
He laughed again.
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“Don’t get so upset, Ms. Virtuous. ”
“Then stop touching my tit!” She said, blushing at her use of the word. It made James laugh again.
“Get to work,” she said fairly quietly.
“I will get to work and work hard on one condition. ”
“And that is?” Beth countered, looking suspicious.
“You let me touch your tit one more time; no accident, just a real touch. ”
She hesitated. He took the hesitation as a positive sign. “Oh . . . I . .
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. uh . . . okay, but only once!”
James grinned and reaching out his hand placed it on the front of her right tit. Beth sighed now. “Hey, Ms. Swinton, your nipple is getting hard! ” he was crowing again.
“Enough,” she said with a kind of severity. James, knowing full well his plan, backed off, and he did apply himself to the work they were doing. He certainly could if he chose to. Beth was really pleased with their progress. She complimented him on the work he’d done.
In return he gave her a shy smile, he was good at that, and said sincerely: “And you’re pretty. ”
“Oh, stop it and go,” she said with mock exasperation.
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He went to the door, and smiled back at her saying: “See you next week.
”
“Out you!” she said. He left laughing. When he was gone, she simply sat at her desk until she calmed down. She struggled with what happened, and was lost in a kind of a maze between being rational about and just letting it go, and acknowledging the truth of it, which was that she really liked the touch. She also liked, she admitted to herself, his attitude in forcing the last touch of her ‘tit’. She said the word and shivered.
The next week, when James came, they settled down to the math again. She wanted to review his progress. First, however, he simply reached out and put his hand on her right tit. She stopped and got red in the face. She didn’t tell him not to; she didn’t tell him to stop. She just sat there. He was grinning at her.
She got the mock severity in her voice and said: “Are you quite finished playing around, mister?”
Grinning he said: “Yes, for now, but nice tits, Ms.
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Swinton. ”
“Oh, stop it!’ she said to him. “We’re here to work,” and then looking at him she said: “At least some of us are. ”
“Okay, Ms. Swinton,” he said, “But if I work hard on this math stuff, then I get to feel them, both of them again. ” It was kind of a watershed moment. He hadn’t asked her this time; he’d simply told her what he was going to do, and she accepted it. She realized later that her rational self had been simply overruled by the submissive who liked to be told those kind of things that you must obey. They also established what James thought was an important principle: namely that once they established a certain level of touching, they never went back to an early form of relating. He was arranging to consolidate his gains with this middle aged white woman. And it looked like it was working. He applied himself to the math lesson. She was impressed.
When they came to the end of it, she said with some admiration: “You did very well with that. ”
“Thank you, Ms.
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“Ohhh,” she wailed. “Don’t!”
“Don’t tell me, ‘don’t,” he said curtly, “We have a deal and you’ve got to keep your end of it. ”
“A deal?” she whispered, as he bounced her tits up and down in his hands a little.
“A deal,” he continued, while he was now squeezing her nipples ever so slightly. And he stopped there. It left her panting a bit and kind of hanging there, wishing that he hadn’t stopped.
She kind of shook herself and said to him: “Good work, James, I’m proud of you. Next week we need to look at some grammar rules. ”
“Ugh!” James said. “You’ll have to do something special to make that interesting!” he said as a kind of challenge.
“And that would be, Mr. I’m In Charge?” she said mocking him.
By then he was at the door, and she felt a sudden let down. She thought that he was going to .
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. . Just then he turned and told her: “Next week, after work, take off your bra; I want to see your tits push against your blouse. ” It wasn’t a request; he was telling her, and then he was gone. She was breathless. She knew that the work that they were doing was really paying off for him. She was just so lost in this new realm of being told what to do, and complying as if she had no choice. A small voice in her head said: “You don’t have a choice!” Beth shivered.
The week went quickly. She thought about it all the time. She was surprised that she wasn’t having that much of a debate about whether she should be doing this or not. She thought to herself with a bit of humor: “That train has already left!” This was no longer right or wrong for her, if it ever was; this was being in the middle of a game and not knowing what the rules would be the next time that they played. The day of the tutoring session was, seemingly, a long one. But finally they all left and the office was hers. She wore a skirt, whose hem she’d actually taken up a few inches, telling her husband that she wanted to be in style.
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She also had a pair of 4” heels with her, which she changed into, after the crew was gone. And she wore that day a light white blouse that let her bra show through. She didn’t think anything of it at the time but realized for the rest of the day that with no bra, he’d be able to see everything.
Then the words ‘At least everything above,’ raced through her mind. She shivered and went to the ladies. She was actually humming,when she took the blouse out of the waist band of her skirt. Then she took the blouse off and removed her bra, letting her large tits swing free. She looked at them and saw that they sagged only a slight bit. She caught herself thinking that she hoped he liked them. With that she pulled herself up short and forced her mind to go back to thinking about the grammar lesson. “Well,” she said to herself, “I’d better go let him in. ” It wasn’t until she was at the door that she realized that she was still naked to the waist. She laughed at herself for being so silly but realized that she was getting turned on by his manner and his demands. With the blouse back on, she went to the door. He was waiting.
She was mystified that he said nothing.
James was grinning behind her back, as he walked with her to the room where they studied. He liked the swing of her ass cheeks beneath her short skirt. “Lookin’ foxy, momma,” he said to himself. But he’d decided that he’d play it lay--laid back today.
“Is everything okay, James?” She wondered out loud, when they got to the room.
“Oh, fine,” he said with a smile, “It’s just that grammar is not my cup of tea. ” She hesitated then for him to do something but, when he didn’t, she plunged into the grammar lesson. They got into it and he struggled to get it clearly.
She was impressed with how hard he was trying but felt that something was wrong. (There was also a part of her that was disappointed. She knew that the combination of no bra and the white blouse put her nipples on display for him, and he didn’t do anything. ” Finally, she said: “James, we’re friends now, tell me what’s wrong. ”
He hemmed and hawed a bit and then said quietly: “I just think that I’ve been treating you with less honor than you deserve, you know; I mean the tit and nipple squeezing. I’ve been kind of forcing you to do it, you know.
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” She was surprised by this from him.
She struggled with it, realizing that she missed his being so bold and forceful. She didn’t know what else to say to him; she simply told him the truth: “No, James, don’t think that; I don’t feel dishonored. Heck, at my age it’s a compliment that a young man finds me worth the effort. ”
“Really?” he asked.
“Really,” she said, “I find it, if you must know, kind of . . . uh . . . nice at times that you take the time to think of me as attractive. ” She didn’t know how else to put it. She was relieved, when she saw the grin back on his face. She smiled and said: “Shall we continue with this?”
He grinned his old grin then, knowing he’d won, and reached out grasping her nipples.
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He had one nipple with each hand. She caught her breath in her throat. “I tried to ignore it but you look gorgeous,” he said to her.
She was breathless, when she said that they needed to finish the lesson. He pulled at her nipples still harder; it brought groans from her throat: “Oh, oh, oh, oh!”
“Nice!” he said. Beth was panting as they began the lesson again. He worked hard again and was able to tackle some of the difficult concepts of punctuation. Every now and then he allowed himself to reach out and grasp her tit or her nipple.
Beth did nothing to prevent him from doing so. “That train has already left the station,” she cautioned herself agin with a kind of smile. But she wasn’t displeased. When they ran out of time, she walked him to the door.
He was just going out the door, when he turned to her. She knew something was coming. She been waiting for it, and realized that she was eager to hear what he had to say.
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“Next week, Beth,” he said, “No bra, no blouse. ”
She whispered in a quiet voice: “Next week, no bra, no blouse. ” He grinned and he was gone. She slumped in her chair and quickly raised her skirt to apply her fingers to the crotch of her panties. The panties were light blue nylon bikinis. She discovered that the old style cotton ‘grannies’ were no longer what she wanted to wear on these special days.
(This story is entirely fiction. If you liked it, please let me know, and I can write another part.
Matt)
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