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the covers next to her. He was proud of himself. He wasn’t
sure exactly why, but he felt good nonetheless. Far different than
the guilt he usually felt after orgasm.
    She turned on her side and looked over at
him. “You did good, kid. Surprisingly good, actually.”
    “ Thanks,” he said, feeling
his face growing red. He was never very good at taking
compliments.
    “ So what do you say? Should
we try this again tomorrow. Say, around noon?”
    “ I can probably do that,”
he said. “But I need to know one thing before I commit to
anything.”
    “ Just one?”
    “ For now.”
    “ Then fire away,” she
said.
    “ What’s your
name?”
    She looked at him and smiled.
“Francesca.”
    Alex nodded approvingly. The name fit her
perfectly. “Pleased to meet you, Francesca. I’m Alex.”
    “ I know,” Francesca
said.
    “ You do?”
    “ Of course,” she said. “Do
you think I’d just bring home a stranger to fuck?”
    “ Well, I . . .” Alex
stammered.
    “ I’ve had my eye on you for
a while, Alex T. Foxx. Quite a while, indeed. Of course, if I would
have known how big that hand cannon you keep beneath your pants
was, I would have manufactured our little collision quite a bit
sooner.”
    He tilted his head and eyed her carefully.
“You planned this whole thing out?”
    “ More or less,” she said.
“This morning was supposed to be the first of many accidental
occurrences that would have inevitably led to the same situation
that played out here today, but lucky for me things turned out
differently than I had planned, so I sped up the process a
bit.”
    “ How’d you know I go along
with it?”
    “ Please,” she said with a
smirk. “What young man wouldn’t take the opportunity I was
affording him? Anyone you know?”
    He had to admit, she had him there. “No, I
guess not,” he said with a little chuckle.
    “ Of course they wouldn’t,”
Francesca said. “Just as none would pass up the chance to continue
the affair.”
    “ You’re that confident I’ll
keep on coming over, huh?”
    “ Absolutely,” she said.
“Especially once you’ve had a night to think about where we’re
going to go from here.”
    “ You mean it gets
better?”
    “ Well it sure as hell isn’t
going to get worse. Not with what I’ve got planned.”
    “ And what is that,
exactly?”
    “ You’ll just have to come
back to find out,” Francesca said. “But let’s just say that today
was just the tip of the iceberg. I’ve got a thousand little tricks
I can teach you, if you’ll just give me the chance.”
    “ Like what?” he asked.
“Just give me one example.”
    Smiling, she leaned over and starting
whispering in his ear. Just a couple sentences, but they were
enough to make his cock stir around, even though they hadn’t been
done for more than minute.
    He laughed and shook his head. “Who in their
right mind would pass up something like that?”
    “ Who indeed?” Francesca
said.
    “ Certainly not me,” Alex
said.
    “ So I’ll see you again
tomorrow?”
    “ Do we have to wait that
long?” he said, half-jokingly.
    “ Unfortunately I already
have plans for the rest of the day,” she said. “Otherwise we could
hang out and screw around until night fell. But as it is, I’m
already running late, so I’m going to have to call an end to day
one of your education.”
    “ That’s too
bad.”
    “ Not necessarily,”
Francesca said. “You can actually make it work to your advantage if
you go home and do a little homework tonight.”
    “ What kind of
homework?”
    “ Just a bit of
studying.”
    “ What?”
    “ Positions. Things you’d
like to do to me. Things you’d like me to do to you. Tomorrow we’re
going to see how you react when you have control.”
    Alex’s face started to flush.
    “ But first you need to
figure out how to get over your embarrassment,” she said. “Because
I’m certainly not going to start mincing my words. If anything, I’m
going to get more blatant, more bold as we
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