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2006-11-23
Chapter 1: First MeetingIt was about a week into Carson's senior year when he first met her. He decided that art really wasn't his thing and decided to drop the class, so before 3rd period he went down to the office where the three school guidance couselers' offices were. . . . . Carson approaches the secretary at her desk, sets down his backpack and politely asks. "Hello, is Mrs. Wales in today?"The secretary didn't reply at first, she was busy typing away in her computer, most likely drowning in the amount of work that comes along with every new school year. After waiting a few moments, Carson repeats himself. The secretary looks up, annoyed. "Mrs. Wales is on pregnancy leave, go see Ms. Frein. . .
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first door on the right. ""Thanks. " Carson replies. He picks up his backpack and glances into the room and sees another kid sitting in a chair, already talking to the counseler. Being a patient person, plus happy about the opportunity to miss the beggining of his current class, he sits down at a table and looks through some of the career choice books they have stocking the shelves. Within about five minutes, the kid exits the room and Ms. Frein follows and for the first time Carson gets a good look at her. She's taller than most women, but no more than maybe five foot ten. She had long blonde hair, which was curled up. She was curvy with average sized breasts and nice looking legs, although it was hard to tell for sure with her long pants on. Ms. Frein motions for Carson to enter the room, so he gets to his feet, follows her, and takes a seat at a table beside her desk. She sits down at her computer and turns to Carson. "So whats up?" She asks. As she looks him right in the eye he finally realizes just how beautiful she is.
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She wasn't too old, maybe late twentys or early thirties, but she was still much older than he was at seventeen. "I wanted to drop art, it's really not my thing. " Carson replies, nearly stammering. He is by no means a ladies man, but he's not one to be so timid and at a loss for words. Ms. Frein turns to her computer, scrolling through some school database menus and things of the sort. She turns back to Carson. "Whats your name?" Carson takes a deep breath, trying not to look like a complete moron, plus it gave him time to think, since now even his own name took a moment to come to him. "Uh. . . . C-carson McNeil" he says, stumbling over his tongue. Ms. Frein turns back to the computer and types in 'MCN' for his last name and enters into his schedule.
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"So what other class do you have in mind?" Ms. Frein asks, seeming to not notice how strange Carson is acting. She hands Carson a list of classes he can still enter, and thats when he notices his hands are shaking. Unbelieveable, he can't talk, he can't think fast, and now he can't even control his body movements.
He takes a quick look at the list before deciding. "Uhm, business math sounds good. " Carson manages to say. Ms. Frein turns back to her computer and deletes art from his schedule, fills in business math, and hands Carson a pass to class. Carson takes the pass, relieved to go, but still disappointed that he didn't have time to actually talk to her. He exits the room and heads to class, stopping along the way to get a drink of water, hoping he can start to think clearly again. Chapter 2: Some Sort Of Problem?About three weeks passed before Carson saw Ms. Frein again. He was sitting at a table alone in the school library, none of his friends decided to let him know they wouldn't be there today. He was in the middle of an english paper when he heard the door open and saw her walk in.
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Being concious not to stare, he forced himself to look down into his paper, but to his surprise she sat down next to him. "Is everything okay?" she asks, referring to the three days previous to today where Carson was home sick. At his school, being home two or more days in a row led to speculation that there was a problem at home. "No, I had a bad bug" he replies, surprising himself with his composure this time around. Then his surprise was met with embarassment as he realizes that his gaze is still firmly fixed on his english essay instead of on the beautiful woman sitting across from him. He lifts his head up, smiles awkwardly, gaining a laugh and smile back. It was the most beautiful smile he had ever seen and he absolutely melted inside. He had never felt this way about anyone, let alone a school guidance counseler. She stood up and started away before looking back. "Oh, you'll probably be called down by the school psychologist, she'll basically ask you the same thing I did, okay?""Sure. " he said, now wondering why there would be any need for a visit to the school psychologist. In fact, he didn't know there was a school psycologist. Ms. Frein left the room, leaving Carson looking back down on his paper. Chapter 3: PsychologyA few more weeks passed without any call to the school psycologist's office, but Carson still saw Ms.
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Frein on a regular basis. She was in the halls everytime he passed the guidance office and she never forgot to say hi. One day, Carson sat in the library again, with his friends this time, when the librarian called him over. "You're wanted in room 263. " she said, before adding "Don't forget to sign out!". Carson exits the library and goes to the water fountain, preparing himself for what he has no doubt is the meeting with the psychologist. He scanned the halls, looking for the room, before finally finding it in a small section of the school with only three or four other rooms. He knocks on the door a few times before he finally gets a response. "Come in!" a voice yells, but that voice wasn't unrecognized at all, it was the now familiar voice of Ms. Frein. Carson opens the door, surprised to see that instead of her regular attire of a blouse and long pants, she wore silk shorts and a wife-beater style tanktop. Seeing so much more skin than normal, Carson quickly became very stiff, something that Ms. Frein noticed before he had a chance to hide it. "Whats that?" she asked, causing Carson to jump in shock onto a small couch sitting beside him. "Sorry Ms.
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Fr---" he began, but was cut off. "You can call me Meg" she said, getting up from her chair and sitting down next to Carson. The small seating area of the couch made the two very close together.
She looked straight into Carson's eyes and continued. "In fact, thats kinda why I called you down here. ". Carson was shocked, he sat speechless as she leaned close to him and whispered in his ear "I know why you act strange around me and I feel the same way. " Carson tried to respond. "I uh, I. . . well. . . uhm.
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. . . . . . what?" he couldn't manage a single word, his heart was racing faster than it ever had before, it felt like he was going to pass out. Meg got off the couch and kneeled in from of him. "Let me show you. " she whispered. Without waiting for a response, she reached up and tugged at the waist band on Carson's shorts, slowly pulling them down with the boxers. His eight inch penis sprang free of its restraints and nearly hit her in the face. She smiled and said to him, "This is a gift you have here"She started licking the head of Carson's penis, still staring right into his eyes as she did it. That stare alone was nearly enough to make Carson cum, it burned a hole in him. Meg licked up and down Carson's shaft and on his balls, not missing a spot.
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Then she took it all in her mouth, letting out a small "MMM" as she slowly moved up and down on it. She kept at it for quite a while, slowly increasing speed until she realized Carson was about to blow. She kept her mouth around the head, but started jerking off the shaft as quickly as she could. He let out the biggest load in his life, more than her mouth could hold as some spilled out the side. To Carson's amazement, she swalled as much as she could before getting up and pulling down her shorts, revealing a red thong. She sits down on the table behind her as Carson comes to his senses. He gets up from the couch and kneels in from of the table, in between her legs. He pushes the thong to the side and starts rubbing along the outside of her pussy. She's already soaking wet before he starts to tongue the inside of her. Meg moans softly as he eats her out, quickly massaging her clit with his tongue. After just a few minutes of that, Carson can't contain himself and gets to his feet. He guides his cock to her pussy and slowly pushes it in. Her moans get louder and he goes faster. As she reaches climax, Carson blows another load, by far topping his first one, right into her pussy. For what seems like forever they just layed there together, both of them too tired to move or speak.
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Carson never got back to class that day, instead, he fell asleep next to the woman he loved. .
