A Teacher and a Student

Scene 5 involved a teacher dealing with a troublesome high school exchange student. Anna rolls your desk chair around to the front for Ayumi, who takes her seat and pretends it is a desk. Anna then takes her place in front of Ayumi and begins to teach.

They were set up between the desk and the couches, only a couple of feet in front of you. You are still leaning back against the front of the desk, arms folded in front of you and watching closely. Ayumi for her part looks the role of the student. Anna on the other hand looks like the hottest damn teacher you'd ever seen. Her short tight strapless blue designer dress showing off her curves. Anna was probably in her mid-40's but had a body that would put most women half her age to shame.

They begin the scene. Anna motions to the rest of the imaginary class, "Class dismissed. Miss Ayumi, could you stay behind a few minutes." Ayumi waits nervously. Anna stalls for a minute waiting for the class to empty out. After a bit, "There we go. Just you and I." Her student nods. "How are things going Ayumi?"

"Good Ms Lovkova." Ayumi answers, a bit concerned at having to have this meeting. You note that they have decided to just go with their real names for the scene.

"Uh-huh. Are you adjusting well?"

"Yes ma'am."

A look of concern crosses the teachers face. "I know it is a big change, coming to America." This part wasn't in the original script, but it fit given Anna's Russian accent. "So many new experiences and new ways of doing things."

"Yes ma'am."

"Listen, we're becoming a bit concerned about you. You don't seem to be mingling with the other students much. Also your grades are starting to slip."

Ayumi squirms in her chair.

Anna picks up the script, pretending it is a report card. "Math down, English down, even Gym. And your mark in Health is simply unacceptable."

"Health class is very hard." Ayumi mutters, eyes down.

"C'mon Ayumi. This current chapter on sex and sexuality is as easy as it gets..." The teacher notices her student blushing brightly. "Er...I mean surely you must have figured out some of this stuff with your boyfriend..."

"I don't have boyfriend Ms Lovkova." She says timidly.

"Well then surely a boyfriend from back in Japan?"

The teen shakes her head, eyes still downcast.

Anna takes on a soft maternal tone, "Ohhh, okay. No problem. A pretty girl like you, I just assumed."

The student shakes her head once more. "I'm not a pretty girl Ms Lovkova." She brings her hands up to hide her face, a little sob can be heard.

You actually felt yourself getting caught up in her plight. For a couple of adult entertainers these two were really nailing this scene.

"What!?" the teacher exclaimed, "What are you talking about Ayumi? You're are very pretty. Trust me."

"No!" cries the student, "I'm not. Boys don't like me. I'm little. Boring. No curve. Not big and nice like you!"

"Big? Curve?" asks Anna confused. "You mean?" she puts her hands up to her chest, Ayumi nods. "And?" she brings her hands around and rests them on her butt. Ayumi nods again. "Oh child. That doesn't matter." She laughs, "That doesn't matter at all. We women are beautiful in all sorts of different ways."

Ayumi simply shakes her head vigorously. Wanting to find out where Ayumi was at in her sexual awakening Anna starts asking some probing questions. "Have you kissed a boy? Have you kissed anyone not in your family? When you are alone, do you think of romantic things?" Each of these is answered with an emphatic no. "Don't you ever have sexual thoughts or touch yourself to feel good?" Again, an emphatic no. "Oh Ayumi, this isn't healthy. You need to explore these things. At your age you can't bottle this stuff up. Perhaps we could go to the counselor and..."

"No!" Shouts Ayumi, "No, I don't know him."

Anna sighs and looks at her pupil a long moment. Seeing she is not getting through she decides to try a different tactic. "Do you trust me Ayumi?"

Ayumi sniffles, "Yes Ms Lovkova. You have been very kind. You are only teacher I like."

"Well....I like you to Ayumi." The teen smiles up at her. "I shouldn't do this, but I really want to help you. Just trust me, okay Ayumi?"

"Okay." She nods.

"Please stand up." Ayumi does so. Walking forward Anna reaches out and undoes the teen's top shirt button. Ayumi recoils at first. Anna just waits and soon Ayumi relaxes and unfolds her arms. Anna undoes the next button, then the next. When the shirt is finally undone she gently slips it off, the white cotton sliding down the girls soft pale arms. Ayumi shivers, more from nervousness than from any chill. Continuing she loosens Ayumi's skirt and slowly pulls that down, allowing her hands to guide the skirt down around the hips and down the legs. The student shivers once more. Her cute little anime animal bra and panties the only thing now on her dainty figure.

Anna admires the blooming young body. "Ayumi...most men would give up their right arm to see this body...and many women to..."

Ayumi cocks her head inquisitively, "Why would they do this?"

Anna is jolted from the scene slightly, she smiles and stifles a laugh. She closes her eyes and quickly gets back into character, "What I mean is you are not just pretty, you are absolutely beautiful!"

Ayumi blushes at the compliment. "But so small..."

"Girl, most men don't really care about that. Some do, sure, but most men just want a beautiful woman to be with."

The young Asian bites her lip bashfully. Sensing something Anna asks, "Do you want to say something?"

A bright blush crosses Ayumi's face, then she looks up with her big eyes. "Can...I..." She points at Anna's blue dress.

"You want to see?" Anna smiles warmly. "It is only fair." She reaches back and unzips the dress and peels it downward. Underneath it is revealed she is wearing no underwear whatsoever! Her large full tits proudly in front of her, just the hint of the effects of age as they sag slightly. A soft fleshy but not fat midsection, wide creamy hips, and a dark well trimmed pussy. You sit there mesmerized, forgetting that Joseph Rossi would have seen this body almost nightly.

Ayumi lets out a sudden squeal. Ayumi the actress, not the character, was genuinely surprised by the lack of undergarments. "Oh my! You don't have bra or panty Ms Lovkova!"

A ripple of humor goes through the three of you. Anna, trying to hold it together says, "Uh, yeah. My...." She shoots you a glance, breaking the fourth wall for a moment before returning to the scene, "...boyfriend likes it that way. Don't worry about that." You gather yourself and get your poker face back up.

Ayumi giggles. Anna steps forward and starts stroking the petite woman's shoulders. "You can touch me if you want."

With trembling hands the student reaches out, feeling the gentle curve of the upper hips, then squeezing them. Ayumi runs her hands up her teachers sides, then back down again. She is transfixed at the gorgeous body before her. Curiosity getting the better of her she peeps, "Can...I?" as she stares at the sizable breasts with the big amber nipples.

"Of course." Anna nods her encouragement.

Ayumi runs her hands up the sides of Anna's body then along the outsides of the breasts and around to the front. Her palms over the nipples. She presses, then squeezes, then kneads from hand to hand. Simple curiosity mixing with a budding sensual desire. "Mmmm. That feels really good Ayumi."

"It does?" In an innocent tone.

"Yes, very much. Let me show you." Anna steps into Ayumi, embracing her. She pulls her in tightly, their bodies squeezing together, and gives her student a forceful kiss on the lips. Ayumi's eyes widen and she stiffens as the Russian presses her plump red lips against hers. Within seconds she melts in her arms and returns the embrace.