Tutor Cassandra

After a week of dating, you make out with Jessica in the back seat of your dad's truck. Jessica lay on her back, while your body was in between her legs. As your tongues intertwine, you can feel things heating up. You go away from her lips and start kissing her neck, causing Jessica to moan. After a few minutes of kissing her neck, Jessica interrupts the make out session. "John, can you please stop?"

You back away and sat up, Jessica did the same. "Did I go overboard?" you ask. Jessica remains silent. "Jessica, what is wrong? You can tell me anything. You know communication is the key to a successful relationship."

"John, are you ready for us to have sex?" Jessica asks.

After hearing her question, you hold her hand and answer, "I am if you are ready for sex."

"I'm not ready." Jessica confesses. "I want to wait." Like every young man, you dislike her answer, but respect it. You lift her hand upward and kiss it.

"Jessica, we can wait. We just been dating for a week anyways." You respond. Jessica smiles, as she felt relief from your response. "How is the prom dress coming along?"

"Good, but you won't get to see until prom. You do require a cream color vest and tie." Jessica answer. "Oh, Cassandra will want me to grant you permission to tutor her in math before the exam."

Since elementary, Cassandra has been Jessica's best friend. Cassandra hates math and have begged you to help her understand it. "Certainly, but why didn't she ask me herself?"

"That's what I told her. She states if you can tutor her on her birthday." Jessica passes the message over. You agree.

On Cassandra's 18th birthday, you tutor her in math as promise. After solving plenty of problems, Cassandra shifts subjects. "So how is your relationship with Jessica?" Cassandra curiously asks.

"Good, I am glad that we are dating." You reply.

"How is the sex life?" Cassandra follows with another query. After hearing that, you remain speechless. The one thing about Cassandra is that she is a straightforward individual. "Looking at your face, I can tell she has not given you any."

"Why don't we go out and fetch some food?" You alternate subjects. As you pack your notebooks, Cassandra got up and locks the door.

"Oh, I want food. I want you." Cassandra approaches you. You walk back, until she corners you to the wall. Her left hand rubs your crotch.

With your right hand, you remove her hand from your crotch. "Cassandra, I'm dating Jessica, your best friend."

"So, she does not need to know. Jessica cannot satisfy your sexual needs. Plus, I always had a thing for you. So why don't you give in and fuck me. It can be my birthday present." Cassandra attempts to seduce you.