Watt's the Rush?

Reggie paused at the open front door of the Watts estate, smirking while watching the blonde ponytailed Robin coyly lead an eager young Todd Jr slowly up each stair tread as they ascended to the second level of Todd Sr and Beverly's well furnished Home. Robin gracefully maneuvered each step backwards with a slow, deliberate pace, with her right hand pulling Todd Jr along by his belt fastened at the waist and left arm lazily draped over his shoulder and around neck to tousle a loose tuft of dirty blonde hair while gazing wantonly into his eyes.

"Please...... HURRY!...... Todd.......", Robin whined breathlessly in his ear while leaning heavily forward, serving to mash her smallish tits against his chest. Stiffening nipples prominently poked through her thin pink cotton blouse as she slid her squashed tit flesh along the length of Todd's chest while wetting plump lips with eager pink tongue as she sensually dragged him along the length of yet another step. Todd followed earnestly with dopey smile and tented pants.

"Pleasure to meet you Reggie", Todd paused for a moment half way up the stair flight to address Reggie. Robin mewled before him with half lidded eyes while delicately tracing her tongue from his prominent jaw line, along lightly stubbled cheek to gently nibble on fleshy ear lobe. She loosed a **** whimper while attempting to forcibly increase his pace upstairs, urging him along with a gentle fondle of his cock straining against the confines of his golfing slacks as Todd Jr struggled to address Reggie.

"Robin....", Todd Jr halfheartedly reprimanded the anxious young woman hungry for his cock. "please BEHAVE yourself....", Todd weakly admonished his blonde soon-to-be trophy wife now ravenous to wrap his cock between her pretty puffy penis pillows enticingly wet by probing pink tongue. "You're being RUDE to our GUEST...", Todd's voice noticeably cracked in synch with a well timed squeeze from her dexterous fingers which had slipped beneath the waistband of his slacks to cradle swollen balls aching for release.

Reggie chuckled at Robin's blatantly lewd cock courting ritual as she sloppily ran her tongue along the base of Todd's neck now shiny spit slick from her ministrations. To her credit, Robin flinched slightly at Todd Jr's gentle scolding, loosing a longing whimper as she reluctantly withdrew her probing mouth muscle from his heated neck flesh now thickly coated with saliva from her tongue bath.

"please..... forgive me....", Robin pouted prettily with protruding bottom lip as she untwined her left arm from around Todd Jr's neck and deftly withdrew the slender fingers of her right hand from within the crotch of his slacks. Pausing only to raise right hand to beneath well sculpted nose to draw a deep languid waft of Todd's pungent, musky scent, Robin shuddered slightly on unsteady legs and leaked a low steady arousal soaked moan before again attempting to compose herself.

Taking a moment to casually swipe both sweat drenched palms along pert ass globes tightly encased in designer jeans, Robin daintily cleared her throat before turning to address Reggie.

With painted on smile gracing her pretty features, looking noticeably awkward beneath sharply tilted eyebrows knit with sexual frustration, she maneuvered quivering hands to pull her thin pink blouse tightly at the hem serving to prominently display her sharp needy nipple protrusions denting the cotton fabric.

"Yes.... Charmed....", Robin stammered while reaching to release the band fastening her honey blonde tresses currently held captive in ponytail. "If you would PLEASE.....", she continued, voice laden with sexual agitation while never taking her deep blue lust filled eyes from Todd as she shook her thick flaxen locks to spill loosely to below shoulder blades. "EXCUSE us....", she husked while drawing the well manicured fingers of each hand through her rich loosely curled mane to increase the volume of wheat tinted locks.

A resounding ".....Oh DEAR!", drew the attention of the room to gaze questioningly towards the hallway corridor at the top of the stairs.

Reggie knowingly smirked to himself, assuming that Todd Sr had just introduced his brunette tressed trophy wife Beverly to his manhood via her virgin sphincter.

"......Right!", Todd Jr announced while sweeping Robin off her low heels to cradle in his arms, eliciting a delightful squeal from the sexed-up blonde teacher. "Maybe we'll see you when you pick up Tues' for her fucking....", Todd called over his shoulder while ascended the stairs carrying his girlishly giggling fiancé. "Otherwise....", Todd continued to Robin's increasingly playful nibbles to nip at his nose and lips. "....We'll see you on Saturday at Sev..umph!", his voice was cut off at the top of the stairs as Robin lunged probing tongue into the depths of his mouth.

Having climbed the stairs, the two lip locked soon-to-be weds lustful moans continued, stifled only by the slamming of wood door as they reached their destination of what Reggie thought would be Todd Jr's old bedroom from youth.

"3 o'clock", Reggie mused while checking the time on his watch and shielding eyes from the bright afternoon sunlight streaming through the threshold of the open front door. "I've got a little time to kill", he spoke to no one in particular while closing the heavy wooden front door and wandering through the foyer to locate the kitchen and satisfy a sudden craving.

A muffled, "Oh...... Ohgawd.....TODD!" echoed from upstairs from what Reggie assumed to be Beverly, as young Robin's mouth would be otherwise occupied.

Having found the kitchen, Reggie rummaged through the refrigerator, smirking to himself as he searched the appliance to the unintentional score of the prim and proper Beverly's thorough ass reaming from Todd Sr resounding throughout the house.

"Here we are....", Reggie announced while sifting through stacks of gluten-free bullshit and several containers of non-fat yogurt to secure his prize. Reggie turned the translucent brown bottle in his hands so as to read the label and shrugged his shoulders dismissively. "Oh well, my second favorite kind......", Reggie mused while placing the lip between cap and bottle neck against the granite surfaced kitchen island behind him. "Free...!", He exclaimed while slamming his fist down sharply to separate cap from bottle.

Taking a long healthy swig to drain about half the bottle, Reggie abruptly grimmaced as he was not a fan of Lagers. Again shrugging, he took another shallow swallow before climbing the stairs to a rather interesting erotic symphony; the rhythmic thumping of what he thought to be bedpost against wall, the high pitched squeals of Beverly from Todd senior's relentless ass fuck, and the low, heavy moan accompanying Robin's cock-sickle slurps.

Reaching the top of the stairs, Reggie observed several closed doors lining a wide corridor accented with stark, yet very tasteful decor and various family pictures ranging from staged portraits throughout the years to family vacations at exotic locals.

Reggie casually walked past the first two doors in his path, believing one to be a restroom and the other to be Todd Jr and Robin's guest room judging by the muffled sounds of heavy moans and audible sucking through the closed door.

Having traversed half the distance of the corridor, Reggie assumed the single closed door at the hallway end to be the master bedroom due to the hollow rhythmic thumping echoing through the walls and the high pitched squeals of gradually increasing intensity clearly heard through the closed door.

Which only left one last option.

Taking another long draught to almost empty the bottle in hand, Reggie turned the doorknob and walked through the door before him.

Tuesday gave a slight YELP as Reggie entered her bedroom, staring wide eyed while clutching a white collared silk blouse still on the hanger tightly to her chest as she stood before an ornate full-length mirror. Reggie noticed the door to an impressively sizable walk-in closet open to the left of the door he had entered, and to the right, a fluffy pink comforter on plush queen size bed, currently littered with all manners of skirts, blouses, dresses, and lingerie.

"Um, OH!.... Hello...... Reggie...", Tuesday stammered while blushing fiercely, clutching the silk blouse before her tightly to chest with clenched fingers as if the garment would protect her nubile young maiden hood from his sinister eyes. "Sir..?", she ventured further, while slightly wiggling her lithe, half clothed frame on display before him. "I was just preparing...", she crimsoned further, deep red blooming from flushed cheeks and heaving chest down to creamy thigh flesh slightly visible above pale white garters capped with intricate lace patterning. Reggie noticed the unfastened straps of her matching white lace garter belt hung loosely against her rapidly reddening thighs, framing delicate satin panties trimmed with white lace as a thin veil covering her well groomed sex. "For our.... DATE!", she breathed, rhythmically pressing her creamy thighs together in an unintentional erotic courtship as she attempted to quell budding arousal.

With a tight smile and head nod of acknowledgement towards his future Pre-Med trophy fuck, Reggie took a moment to orient himself with the surroundings.

Reggie stood at the open door of a large spacious bedroom that quite frankly looked as if it had been bathed in unicorn vomit. Every shade of pink imaginable was on full display from the queen sized fabric draped canopy bed, to the alternating pink vertical striped wallpaper and wainscot banding wrapping the perimeter walls. A similar door to his left flanking the open door to her impressive wardrobe led to an expansive personal restroom, apparently suffering from pepto-tainted decor similar to her bedroom. Reggie observed what appeared to be an intimately scaled love seat adjacent to the bed at the room's right, though it was rather hard to tell beneath the layered articles of clothing draping its frame.

"I was hoping to surprise you.....", Tuesday pouted prettily while placing the blouse on her bed to drape over a stylish knee length black leather skirt. "With an outfit...... Like you requested...", she lightly bit red painted plump bottom lip as she clasped slender hands demurely before white satin panties.

Reggie took a moment to admire his shiny new plaything.

Tuesday perched on white stocking clad toes as she lightly bounded from foot to foot with nervous energy and increasing arousal. She smiled coyly while gently twirling a thick strand of her red-laced amber hued shoulder length locks that had escaped her loose haphazard bun between forefinger and thumb of left hand as she weighed each clothing ensemble before her with critical eyes. The rapidly crimsoning flesh of her elegant neck arched exquisitely to accentuate heart shaped facial features of high cheeks framing delicately arched nose, and wide, expressive emerald green eyes above luscious red-painted inflated lips.

Reggie guessed her to be in her mid twenty's, having just completed her medical training and ready to begin residency status, and she appeared to take tremendous care of her body judging by her toned limbs and lithe frame. Her long, luscious, stocking clad legs ran to firm white thighs beneath exposed lean tummy and satin and lace trimmed encased ass globes begging to be spanked. Perky B cup tits enticingly wrapped in matching white satin bra heaved slightly with each arousal labored breath as she rocked in place while casting not-so-subtle bashful glances at Reggie pleading for his approval. Supple arms skirting the delicate balance between toned and muscled to still retain their femininity extended to graceful hands and slender fingers capped in blood red nails.

Reggie noticed the intricate delicate lacing on her bra matched both panties, garters, and stocking tops and smiled with approval.

Tuesday watched expectantly as Reggie carefully stepped over multiple garments still on hangers carefully arranged and coordinated as candidate date outfits littering the floor to maneuver towards a reading desk and comfortable looking chair a slight distance to the right of the door he had entered.

Pausing only to remove the sleeveless ankle length gown of liquid black satin he had no doubt would look smashing on the red haired beauty, Reggie unceremoniously discarded the garment over his shoulder while turning the chair to straddle the seat and rest his arms on the chair back to address her.

"I was about to leave...", Reggie began while taking a long swill of his beer to drain the last of the bottle. Frowning slightly, he upended the bottle before him to test the contents, allowing the remaining backwash to soil an expensive looking formal black blazer beneath. "And then I realized I had graced everyone in your family with embetterment advice....", Tuesday flinched as Reggie nonchalantly tossed the now empty bottle through the open door of her wardrobe to land somewhere in the depths of her designer clothing.

"Except you", Reggie concluded with a mischievous smile.

Having now whet his appetite, Reggie was thirsting for another beer but did not want to pause in his tutoring of the pliable Miss Tuesday. Reggie projected his thoughts towards the four other house occupants.

"EVERYONE CONTINUE WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND ASSEMBLE IN TUESDAY'S ROOM!"

"Oh Reggie... Sir", Tuesday blushed with a playful flick of right wrist at shoulder level while resting left hand on the generous swell of cocked left hip. Smirking slightly, Reggie swiveled circles in his chair as she continued. "You're allowing ME to take YOU to my celebration dinner tonight....", she gushed while flirtatiously batting thick lashes and running hands along taught, smooth tummy flesh. "What more could ANY girl ASK for!", she concluded with a breathy sigh, coyly nibbling on plump bottom lip while avoiding his gaze on her blushing cheeks for having spoken so boldly.

As the chair did another full rotation, Reggie thought hard towards the smitten young doctor-to-be and noticed Tuesday shudder slightly before raising her slender right hand to temple and then retreating into her walk-in closet.

A quick glance on the desk surface after yet another full chair rotation peaked Reggie's interest. Dragging his feet to stop the chair spinning, Reggie picked up a small hand sized book resting next to a stand up calendar, (with fucking UNICORNS on it) with the scripted caption 'Dear Diary' on the front cover.

"Good fucking lord", Reggie thought to himself with an exasperated eye roll, "Are there really people still like this in the world.... She's like something out of a fucking 80's television sitcom", he mused as he started flipping through the pink tinted pages. Skimming through multiple pages about crushes on boys mixed with the occasional medical reference regarding her studies, Reggie finally settled on the last passage marked with today's date. Reggie bellowed a hearty laugh as he read about her meeting the 'Man of Her Dreams', and how after taking him out to dinner tonight, she would know if he's "The One!"

Reggie wiped tears from laughing eyes while contemplating exactly how he was going to strip her of mouth, ass, and cunt virginity when he was interrupted by a chorus of short breathy yips, long lustful moaning, and wet sloppy sucking as both Todds and their respective partners shuffled awkwardly towards Tuesday's room.

Reggie first noticed the sharp rapid breaths punctuated by the occasional "Oh Gawd!", and "Harder.... Todd!", between heavy panting before Beverly's taloned fingers appeared, firmly grasping the pale pink tinted molding of the open threshold into Tuesday's room. With arms stretched before her clutching the door frame with white knuckled fingers, Todd Sr vigorously penetrated her now well-used sphincter from behind as he slowly led his brunette wife through the door frame by his stiff member like a living figurehead adorning his proud bow. Beverly's arms slid from the wood frame to hang limply at her sides as her body convulsed with each forceful thrust of Sr's rigid cock.

Suddenly gazing to her right, Beverly abruptly noticed Reggie sitting at Tuesday's pink desk and attempted to grace him with a smile beneath lazy eyes weary from aggressive fucking below sweat drenched brunette tresses plastered to forehead.

"Oh, why its...UGH! ....Reggie!....Mmmmm....", Her broken speech stuttered in time with her husbands deep languid lunges into her warm brown cavern. "What a.... Oh MY! .... PLEASANT!", her voice spiked an octave in time with a violent shutter visibly wracking her body. "Surprishhhhhh....", she slurred, clenching her eyes closed and breathing heavily as yet another orgasm rippled through her ravaged body. Sr's hands could now be seen through the doorway tightly gripping his thoroughly used wife by the waist in attempt to support her orgasmicly quivering body.

"Reggie... My boy!", Todd Sr entered the room, beaming enthusiastically with smile splitting sweaty face and limp wife still firmly impaled on rigid cock. He reached down to roughly grasp Beverly's loosely swaying arms to pull them behind and plant on his ass. Reggie noticed both his khaki pants and boxers and Beverly's khaki shorts and deep blue cotton panties around ankles as they oddly lumbered into the room.

Reggie clicked his tongue at Beverly's poor choice in undergarments and made a mental note to address that later.

With Beverly now somewhat supporting herself with both hands firmly clutching Todd Sr's ass cheeks, He casually checked his Rolex before again addressing Reggie.

"We didn't expect you to pick up Tuesday for her fucking until 6...", Sr spoke while attempting to catch his breath. He then abruptly planted both hands on Beverly's padded ass globes with a resounding SLAP, sending each exposed white orb to jiggling. The bum reamed brunette squealed delightfully from the attention, suddenly rejuvenated from Sr's buttocks ****.

"Daaaady....!", Tuesday appeared in the doorway of her walk-in closet, blushing fiercely from her father's embarrassing remarks. She slowly fumed with humiliation laced rage, vowing to never forgiving him if he in any way jeopardized her chances in gaining Reggie's affection.

Reggie took a moment to appraise his smitten young virgin, now looking every bit the part having adorned 4" closed toe white satin heels on her stocking clad feet, small strand cultured pearl necklace and matching studs around supple neck and pretty lobes, and tastefully applied cosmetics to complete the elegant 'blushing bride' look as per his earlier mental direction. She stood at the wardrobe threshold clad in matching virgin white satin and lace trimmed lingerie set of bra, panties, stockings, and garters with tight lipped scowl directed at her meddling parents and slender arms folded tightly beneath generous chest heaving with rage fueled breaths punctuated by impatiently tapping satin heeled toes.

"Now darling.....", Tuesday's butt-fucked mother panted with heaving chest still gulping much needed oxygen to regain her strength. "Your father....", she struggled to focus watering pale green eyes on her lingerie clad daughter before continuing. "....And I....", she winced slightly as Sr reached below to adjust his still stiff member incubating within her shit-chute. ".....Just want what's best for you....", She sighed wantonly, wiggling her burnished bum playfully as signal to Sr that she was now ready for another round of ass-thrashing.

"Yes mother...", Tuesday responded with a strong hint of annoyance in saccharine tones heavily laced with sarcasm while continuing to glare at her prying parents.

"Very good.... DEAR!", Beverly responded with a slight YELP, craning her neck to grace her daughter with a crooked motherly smile with pendulous tits quite visible below thin purple v-neck blouse dangling from torso parallel to the floor below. Sr once again instigated his pelvis pounding into her defaced derrière.

"Hey sis...", the four room occupants turned to the doorway to see Jr. entering from the hallway corridor with hands on head palms down as Robin sloppily worked her hungry mouth, snaking tongue, and full swollen lips fitfully over his rigid cock. Jr. strode into the room with slow deliberate steps and ear wide smile, leading his lovely fiancé, prim spankable designer denim clad ass first, as she noisily massaged his member in the depth of her throat.

"Hey, what's happening Reggie!", Jr glanced to his right and acknowledged the seated Reggie with genuine smile as he directed thrusting pelvis to steer his wife-to-be through the room with vigorous face-fucks.

"Hewwwooow Weshhie..."', Robin attempted between cock-stuffed lips, turning her head to face Reggie and smiling awkwardly around Jr's meat stick as she maneuvered backwards with tenuous steps. She raised her left hand to give Reggie a delicate finger wave while Tuesday addressed her latest intrusions with an audible 'harrumph' accompanied by rolling eyes and impatient tapping of heeled toe.

"Yea Tues'.....", Jr. enthused, picking up on his father's recent comment towards his irate sister as Robin traced her tongue in a cork-screw motion from the forested pubic hair base to bulbous tip of diamond hard cock. "You just got your residen...CY", the last word escaped his lips more as a heavy groan while Robin once again engulfed rigid cock in warm wet mouth. Her cheeks retracted vigorously around his member as Jr attempted to continue. "...you've EARNED a good.....", his knees buckled slightly from Robin's skillful ministrations. "Fuuuuckngggg...", he loosed a guttural moan as her honey-gold locks bobbed rapidly at the tip of his aching member.

"To-ooood...", Tuesday whined with clenched balled fists at white satin pantied hips, accentuating her frustration with stomping heeled foot. "You too....?", she pouted adorably, briefly hanging her head, chin on chest, in resignation to her sibling's teasing banter.

"Todd Nathaniel....WATT!", the last word exclaimed as a YELP due to Todd Sr's steady bum pounding. "...you watch your ... OhGawd!.... langu-AGE!", Beverly again shrieked, attempting to reprehend her son while rocking on low heels in time with Sr's relentless rump bumping.

Enraged by her family's embarrassing behavior, Tuesday gathered her resolve and turned to Reggie with her best patient bed-side-manner smile in an attempt to salvage the disastrous beginning to what she had envisioned to be the most wonderful evening of her life.

"Please, ignore them....", she spoke through wide full smile flashing brilliant white teeth and flippant wave of right wrist towards her uninvited family members now tottering about near the room entrance still engaged in unorthodox coupling. "I....", her thick lashes blinked in rapid succession. "....Don't even know why they're here...?", she asked more of a question to herself, her well plucked eyebrows knit delicately in confusion as she turned to address her father ass-reaming mother and sister-in-law cock-sucking brother. "Why ARE you here...?", she raised balled fists to rest on wide white satin and lace garter belt clad hips. "...In MY room!", Brilliant green eyes turned threatening towards her obscenely fucking family.

Both Todd's paused in mid cock-thrust eliciting soft whimpers from Robin's cock-filled throat and wet 'squish' of Beverly's penis-pounded rectum as a puzzled expression crossed four suddenly blank faces.

"Well, we just thoug....", Todd Sr stuttered in response as everyone present directed their attention wonderingly as to his explanation.

"I've asked them here....", Reggie announced as he abruptly stood from the sickeningly shade of pink seat he had been occupying while observing the lively family squabble. All motion in the room paused as five blank faces blinked in response to train on Reggie, watching him casually walk towards the four individuals giving new meaning to 'family bonding'. ".....To assist me with a VERY important task", Reggie continued, carelessly treading over the numerous potential blouse, dress, and skirt ensembles Tuesday had painstakingly arranged on the bedroom floor.

"What can we do for you, Son?", Todd Sr again spoke for the group of four now curious kinsfolk, eager to aide Reggie however he deemed necessary while once again resuming mining Beverly's brown tunnel. Beverly groaned deeply in appreciation with heavy lidded eyes and sultry smile.

"Naaaaaam ih...", Robin attempted response while continuing her vigorous mouth ministrations. Todd Jr grunted his approval as her thick cascading loose curls bounded in time with each rapid descent of red plump lips along thick veiny shaft.

Reggie smiled wickedly at their complete subjugation to his every whim.

"Well....", he addressed the ass-fucking and cock-sucking group of four. "I need to teach young Tuesday here a VERY valuable life lesson...", Each set of eyes followed his outstretched right hand as he gestured towards the now blushing Tuesday, delightfully reddening while diverting her gaze to pretty white heels tracing delicate half circles on the floor before her. "But I REALLY would like another beer.....", Reggie continued, sighing deeply to accentuate his unfortunate predicament. "And ONE of you couples is going to get it for me",

"Absolutely..... FUCK Robin that's GOOD.... Reggie... God-DAMN!.... I've got thi.....", Todd Jr. attempted to soldier through Robin's dexterous mouth and tongue work to offer his assistance.

"Jr....", Reggie spoke over him wanting to move things along. "Shut the FUCK up when I'm talking", Todd Jr clamped his jaw shut with an audible click, diverting his eyes to the bounding locks of his deep-throating fiancé below him to avoid contact with Reggie's own.

"Beverly dear, Todd senior, you are team 1", both leaked simultaneous low moans of recognition through Todd Sr's continued relentless violation of Beverly's now cherry red puckered sphincter.

"While Lovely Robin here and Todd Junior, you are team 2", Todd Jr nodded briskly in acknowledgement, still respectfully diverting his gaze from Reggie while Robin mumbled incoherently at the base of his cock prompting a sharp inhale of breath through Jr's tightly clenched teeth.

Admittedly, Reggie was rather impressed with the stamina of both male Watts', as neither had cum since their impromptu summons. Dismissing his short-lived praise, he again addressed the now willing participants in his improvised contest.

"First team to get me a nice COLD beer from the fridge' and bring it to me... Wins!", Reggie smirked, clapping his hands for added effect. Both Todd Jr and Sr quickly glanced behind them to the hallway corridor beyond the open door before motioning to separate themselves from their respective thoroughly used partner. "...Buuuuuuut....", Both males suddenly paused, with Todd Sr's hands planted firmly flanking Beverly's fleshy rump and Todd Jr's lightly pressed over Robin's ears as they reluctantly gazed in Reggie's direction in anticipation of his additional instructions.

Reggie noticed Robin and Beverly were undeterred in their attempts to stimulate both mouth and ass still impaled with penetrating penis' as he stepped forward between the two copulating couples.

"You will remain in your current position throughout the contest....", all four participants stared wide eyed at Reggie as their warped brains churned to interpret his command. Beverly slowly raised her left hand with index finger extended and drooling mouth partly open as if to ask a question.

"Go...!", Reggie abruptly called with a loud crack of hands on Robin's pert protruding denim clad ass and Beverly's already beet red abused buttocks, eliciting a cock-stuffed muffled grunt and sharp YELP from each woman respectively.

Todd Jr and Todd Sr turned to flash a challenging grin, now as rivals rather than kin, before firmly grasping the women decorating cocks before them. Each pair jostled for position, struggling to outpace the other as Sr succeeded in scuffling through the bedroom doorway with Beverly's bum bouncing energetically before him. The tight designer jeaned arse of the hunched over Robin followed behind, quickly exiting with her face firmly buried in Todd Jr's crotch as he shuffled backwards with carefully calculated steps from boxers and golf slacks cuffed ankles.

Smiling wickedly as the sounds of heated groans and languid slurping trailed off from down the hallway, Reggie finally turned to his lingerie clad prize biting plump bottom lip nervously while blushing from swelling chest to creamy stockinged thighs as she patiently awaited tutelage.

"Now my dear...", Reggie smiled broadly, wringing his hands as he approached his real-life 'Disney Princess'. "Let's have a little talk....", he concluded, seating himself over a mid-thigh length strapless red sequined dress draped on her comforter. He patted gently atop a smart beige elbow length blazer flared at the waist and matching knee length skirt as invitation to join him for the start of her lesson.