No, be a good girl

Over the next week, I thought about Joe many times but I was a good girl and didn't call him at all. Finally, it was Monday - the day of my scheduled meeting with him. I dressed a bit more sexy than normal but was thinking I would only flirt. I didn't need to get myself more involved than I already was.

I got to the restaurant and Joe was already there. We sat and talked and ate and drank some wine. Joe was being very good and not flirting too much. He told me about his date with his girl. He was excited to let me know that the tricks I showed him worked. He said they danced and talked and he didn't invite her over.

Instead, she invited him to her place! They got there and did some more drinking. Apparently they started slow dancing and eventually making out. He said they didn't get naked but it got heated and they were close. He said he was looking forward to me showing him more 'moves' to show her.

I was not feeling as good about this after hearing that. I didn't really want to create some womanizing monster that knows how to seduce women just for sex. But then again, he was in his 20s and wasn't very good at this so how bad could it be. He was really a nice kid and was trying so I gave in and went with him back to his place again afterward to show him a few more things. Plus, I was still a little horny from my masturbation session a few nights ago.

At his place, he got me some of his favorite 420 to smoke. We did that and laughed a bunch before he finally said "So what are you going to show me today?"

I thought about it for a minute and then told him I had a plan to help him get to the next level. I was nervous but excited thinking about if I would let him touch me in the way he would need to in order to practice being intimate. I explained that older women like a guy that knows how to take charge but is still sensitive.

I decided to just go for it. I asked how often he's made out with a woman without the intention for sex. As I thought, he laughed and said 'never'. Not good. We can read right through a guy that just wants sex. I explained he had to be better about hiding his intentions.

I gave him a few examples and then told him "Look, you're not getting any sex from me. So you should think about that with everything we do. That way you get used to being sexual without always thinking about sex."

"Whatever. Sounds great to me. What kind of thingis were you thinking about doing today?" Joe was getting a little excited.

"Well, first you need to kiss in a way that makes a girl feel loved and desired. I shouldn't kiss you though since I'm married. So, why don't you practice on my neck? Let's see if you can make me feel your sensitivity through your kisses." I exposed my neck and smiled.

He sat right next to me and leaned in to kiss me neck. He wasn't bad at all. Soft kisses mixed with a few tongue twirls. He made my hair stand up - which is what I was hoping he would do.

"Now lightly touch and massage my shoulders and back." I told him.

He quickly did as I said. He softly touched my shoulders and back. I was starting to feel my pussy get wet and wanted so badly to kiss him and see where it went. But I didn't. I stayed strong and let him kiss and touch me for more than a minute. Finally, I pulled away and said "OK, that was perfect. We should take a break."

"But we just got started" He looked a little puzzled.

"Well, you can see it works then, right?" I said as I adjusted my outfit.

He smiled. "Oh, I see. Well, then I'll give you a little break. Want a glass of wine?"

"Sure, great idea." I just needed him to leave for a minute.

He got up and went to the kitchen. I was talking to myself trying to figure out if I should stay or go. I was in over my head and I knew it. But I also like it. He walked back in with the wine and sat down.

"Now what?" he asked.

"How about a nice back massage?" I said smiling.

He wasted no time to make a nice space for me to lay down on the couch. I laid down only to realize my little sundress wouldn't give him much access to my back so I asked "Would you be able to control yourself if I take off my dress?" I knew it was mean to tease but I didn't care and was about to get a back massage.

"Yes, of course I can." he smiled. I hesitated slightly but went for it. I pulled my dress of to reveal my cute lacy underwear and bra. I laid down and asked if he had massage oil. He said he did and went to get it. While he was gone, I took off my bra and laid down on my somtach. He came back and started rubbing the oil into my back -- even knowing to warm it first. I was impressed. He was very good. Much better than I thought he'd be. He spent the next 10 minutes rubbing my back and shoulders. I felt his fingers try to rub on my breasts every time they were close. He also kept going lower and lower down my back.

I knew it would happen. He was massaging my butt and it felt great. My pussy was soaking wet. I was so turned on by being naughty. He worked his way down my legs and every time he was close, he would slowly touch my pussy with his fingers. I ignored it but liked it.

After each leg was done, he got a little more bold. He moved his one hand to my back and the other between my legs. His blatant attempt to finger my pussy didn't work. "No. Not now." I said as I wiggled my butt.

"Maybe later then?" he asked.

I knew I messed up saying 'not now' and answered with a simple "we'll see" and then said "you're playing your hand too quickly again. That was the point of this lesson. No sex. Don't even try. Remember?"

He apologized and went back to rubbing my back. After a few more minutes, he said he was done and asked how I felt.

Without thinking, I got up and sat back on the couch. His eyes were wide and I realized I was now flashing my boobs. I quickly grabbed my bra and covered. I awkwardly tried to get my bra on but couldn't do it without revealing my boobs again.

"Just leave it off. Don't worry. I can handle it. It can be part of the lesson" he said.

He was good. I thought for a minute and said "Yes, you're right" and took my bra off. My boobs are nice but have lost some of the 'perk' they had when I was younger. He didn't seem to care. We sat and drank and talked a little more. He complimented my boobs and ass numerous times. I told him he didn't have to do that so he kept it down a little. After about 5 minutes, he asked "What's the next lesson?"

I wasn't sure if I should stay or go at this point. If I stayed, there was a chance I do something stupid but if I left I might regret not hanging out longer.