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Her laughter filled the room.

"And, she agreed to this. No coercion, right? You're not forcing her in any way, right?"

I answered with an oblivious shrug, "No way I'd do that, besides, it wouldn't work."

"No pictures? No hidden camera?"

"Disgusting. Not ethical. I may be ... horny... but I'm not a creep."

She laughed again, nodding, "Well, sounds like you have it all figured out."

"You don't mind?"

"Why would I mind? You're doing schoolwork. You're helping someone who needs it. You're helping her understand not to shit on people." Mom could be frank sometimes. "She's free to leave or scream or do whatever. But... Definitely Good you told me. Gives you legal cover later."

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"If she decides to claim you did something. You might want to set up an audio recorder, for the sessions, so there's record of it, so she can't claim later..."

This was a solid idea. Mom had dealt with scumbags before, she'd done legal and accounting for a long time.

I got up, the conversation was over, but I went over and gave her a big hug.

Suffice to say no one else found out about our arrangement.

As for the lunch crowd? I had already explained it simply, paid tutoring, prices not disclosed, helpful to me, too, not gonna talk about it.

They'd heard that about Madison before and questions didn't work, so they gave up asking.

As for how I was enjoying it?

Starting that second week, the girls took off their sweatshirts - the room was warm and I definitely appreciated it. I was treated to tighter t-shirts that showed something of what was underneath. I tried to keep my eyes on the work, but I knew they saw me looking.

The thing was, I saw them looking, too, checking out my biceps or whatever. Sometimes they'd tell me something odd like how I should wear this or that because, "it would bring out your blue eyes..."

Or, "Wow, you have incredibly long eyelashes..."

Yeah, I knew that, I'd been told.

I felt appreciated, but I focused on the schoolwork because that's what they were paying me for.

In the meantime...

I blew several weekends and evenings working on the basement, finalizing the main TV room, adding baseboards and painting, getting the kitchen cabinets sanded and painted, hardware replaced, toe-kick under cabinets, and backsplash tile replaced, all sorts of things.

The 1950's-era kitchen had really needed work but it was much nicer after the renovations.

Doing a little research, along with my dad's talking with the City building inspector, we had to add 1 outlet for every 2 feet of counter-length, and individual outlets for the microwave, fridge, oven, disposal, dishwasher (yes, hassle of its own), etc., etc.

Ug.

Dad had promised me $20/hour, since he wasn't going to have to buy a workman's time for it, and if they moved after we (us kids) were graduated, he could realize the gain and make a bunch of money, which he'd cut me in on, he said. I knew they might live in the house another decade or whatever, so I wasn't worried, but I totalled up my time every 2 weeks, emailed him, and got an eTransfer that same day.

For parts, I just got what we needed, and even when I got the wrong thing, Dad said I was still saving him so much money on workmen that he didn't care. That, I liked - no guilt for mess-ups - and him calling it, "Training Fees".

Some of the work was simple - and I could get it right from watching videos. But, it got more in-depth, so I bought a textbook for a trade school-level electrician's course.

Wow! Knowledge!

As a noob who had just done what my dad said to do and followed vids, getting a real textbook made all the difference. All the stuff? The book covered it. The thing was super-clear in how it phrased things, and had quotes from the NEC (official Rules Book) with clear pics of what that Rule covered. It was _Useful_ with a capital 'USE'!

Besides that work, I knocked out novel after novel for lit (reaction papers for all of them), got completely caught up with my bio (and even started working ahead), made a lot of progress on various math homeworks.

One of the two girls in our D-and-D group, Dani, stopped me in the halls one day, despite my being in a hurry.

She quickly asked if she, too, could get some tutoring? For her trig class? She wanted to ask it more as a favor, though, since she couldn't afford but a few sessions at my price, and her dad wasn't rich like Madison's.

I'd known her for a long time and was feeling generous, so I just slightly paused and said over my shoulder, "Yeah... Come over tonight at 7? Maybe we can make it up in trade somehow? We can talk tonight..."

She quickly agreed and I booked it for my next class.

== Chapter: Tutoring Dani ==

Fast-forward to that night, I was oblivious until the doorbell rang.

I'd completely forgotten.

My sister Tina got to the door first and let Dani in, and by the time I got there to apologize, I only got a very slightly dirty look from Tina that her show had been interrupted, but that was surprising since usually she was far less forgiving about such things.

Dani took off her coat and I led her downstairs to the kitchen table, where she got out her books and I asked her what kind of tutoring she wanted. It was mostly just better explanations for things.

After a couple of minutes, I get out a piece of paper and write the words 'starting time' but nothing under it, and broach the topic of payment. I said, "I know you said you're interested in just a few sessions. That's fine, I'm good with that. You said the reason for fewer sessions is that it's pretty expensive for you, right?"

"Yeah! Exactly. Can't ask dad, he's barely keeping it together, and Mom is all worried about money all the time, too. I got a job last summer and all that is gone, I'm just happy we have our D&D group to hang with, it's free."

I nodded. "Ethically, I have to charge you the same that I charged Madison, or justify why. I certainly can't charge you more. But, there's another cheaper option, maybe, I could give you, but just as an option..."

"Yeah?"

"You ... probably know, our group is kind of ... uncouth. Right bastards, sorta, but nice ones."

She laughed and agreed.

I described dating and being burned the previous year, and saying I didn't want to be dating anyone. But, I was... frustrated. So, here's my offer, no ill intent, just an offer.

Looking at her face, I could tell she was prepared for something odd. We were kind of out-there as a bunch of people, but she seemed to cope pretty well.

Hemming and hawing a little, I got to the point. "How about, I will charge you $40 officially, but I'll forgive the charges if you ... spend all your time during the tutoring session, naked. Completely naked. If you do, no charge.... Now, I won't touch you! I'm not going to ask you on a date... I just want free looks."

Her face said she was kind of freaked out at the idea, I think, and that I'd been so blatant about it. But, I could see she was giving me the side-eye, trying to figure out my angle. She said, "This is the theme to some anime you're just joking about, right?"

I laughed and said, "No, serious question, lighthearted request and no worries if the answer is no, I respect you're not being able to pay, so we don't have to go on. I have a lot of other stuff going on, too, so I'm not in a hurry to do more tutoring, but... Just throwing it out there... If you want. Plus, maybe? I could sweeten the pot and... I could agree to be naked, too - just, on the other side of the table, so you feel safe."

She nodded, thinking about it.

I added, "Plus, my family is just upstairs. I couldn't try anything if I wanted to."

This got a more appreciative consideration, but silence as she thought, so I sat back and waited.

Finally, she asked, "What do I have to do? Just get naked? No 'sit-closer'? Or, "oops, I poked your tits?"

I threw my head back laughing. "Nope. As long as you don't go, 'Ooops, I grabbed your penis by accident'."

She laughed and tilted her head some more to think it over. I just waited, relaxing in a lean-back on my chair, casual enough about it that it let her say yes or no with no obligation.

Her evaluation seemed to say she was ready to go with this idea, but had some concerns. "You'll seriously get naked, in front of me?"

I said, "If you get naked for me. Easy. We can stare at each other a while, or just do math. I'm okay either way."

Her mind was made up, I could see it in her eyes, but she was working up courage. She said, "You go first. I trust you, but... I... don't know."

Nodding at her calmly, I went to the same farther-away spot in the kitchen where I'd stood for Madison that first day, and pulled off my sweatshirt.

On the other side of the table, she pulled off her sweatshirt.

We traded: t-shirts, pants, socks, underwear, and lastly (after her panties, surprisingly), her bra.

Dani had small breasts, close to her body, nicely rounded, with prominent areolas and nipples that perked up in the cool air.

My erection was at least half-mast, looking at her. This was the first time I'd seen a girl's pubic hair in person. I'd wanted to, before, but that girl had broken my heart. I'd only ever seen Madison's boobs.

Dani's patch was rough and bushy; obviously she didn't expect to be doing this.

We sat down on opposite sides of the table and started work.

I stared for a while at her boobs, and I liked that part, but I also had fun tutoring the trig, as I had with the other girls and with Madison, to a degree.

Dani had some of the same misconceptions about basics, and the meta-ideas of 'practice math like piano', etc. We straightened that out, and I assigned her some homeworks the same way I'd assigned them to Madison and Julie (part of Bee's lunch group)(though mostly Julie wanted help with writing English papers).

As we finished and got up to get dressed, she asked about Madison, if Madison had this treatment. I tilted my head in a 'No, not going to answer that' and said, "Even if that were true, it's not ethical to say so - just like this session."

I got a nod from that, uncertain and considering, but then her eyes were drawn inexorably back down to my cock, hanging in the space between us.

She moved to the side, I expected to get her clothes, but she set down her notebook and came right up to me. "I want... Can I look closer?"

I shrugged, "Sure, if I can look at you closer."

She nodded, her eyes not so much guarded as looking like she was daring herself. "Agreed."

Bending to look at my chest, then at my nipples very closely, she got really close to stare right at them. I never considered my nipples to be that interesting, but apparently to a girl they were.

Next, she took a knee, getting her face right at hip-height to me. She stared very closely at my now completely erect penis. Her head moved around it, to see from all angles, and bent down to look at my balls underneath.

She asked, "Can you lift your balls so I can see how that works?"

I shrugged, "Sure, or you can..." I did, moving my legs apart enough to pull my scrotum to the side and out some.

"There's a line down the center, like a seam - all the way from the tip, down, underneath, it's so funny, it's like it's divided in half or something."

I shrugged, "I guess...?"

A dot of pre-cum had come out from my urethra, and she noticed that straight away, and I said what it was, pre-cum, not pee, a tiny droplet.

She knew what it was, but then she said something very odd, looking at it close up, her face not that far from it. "This... I really, really love the way you smell, Kev. It's ..._amazing___... Can you... can I ... taste that? Does it taste good or bad?"

I said, "So far as I know, it's gonna taste the same as normal cum, it's just seminal fluid, so, sure, shouldn't taste bad, but then again, I haven't tasted myself."

Her nod appreciated that idea, and she said, "How...?"

I said, "Dab a finger. You can do that if you want."

"You said, 'no touching'."

"I wanted to make sure you were comfortable. Do whatever, but be... gentle."

She laughed, "Boys. As if you're the only ones who get horny." She returned her gaze to my cock, then reached out slowly and grasped it, pulling it to face more horizontal towards her face as she knelt there, to see it more clearly.

Her mouth opened and she licked her lips, and then suddenly, she pushed her head forwards and sucked my cockhead into her mouth!

The shaft didn't fit very far down, but the head fit, and she started making some cross between yummy-noises and evaluative-Hmmmm noises.

I was WAY startled, but the contact was welcome, and I just let her do what she wanted to do.

Looking up at me, she kept going for maybe two full minutes, then pulled off and said, "Good? Shall I keep going?"

"Oh, wow! Uh... Points for proper use of the modal verb 'shall'. YES, please, wow, it's great? Please?"

"Hmm. Okay."

She bobbed her head some more, and pretty soon, another couple of minutes, and I was warning her, I'm gonna cum soon, please... suck it in, keep going, suck it, swallow it, yeah, please, keep sucking... yeah..."

I came!

Moaning, I was trying to keep it down because my family was in the house above us. My eyes exploded with happy stars and I definitely felt the Big Happy myself.

Dani kept going, whether in response to my request, or just because she was going to anyway, sucking and sucking away without let-up, as I came in spurt after spurt in her throat. She gurgled a little with it, not from choking but some kind of wanton lip-smack.

Eventually, I had to stop her, and I leaned back against the counter, breathing hard, and thanking her for a great blowjob.

She smacked her lips with a giant smile and stood up, "My pleasure, literally. You taste soooo good. I could gobble you up." She waited for me to relax, and then went over to the sink, pulled a clean washcloth off the pile on the open shelf, ran hot water, and then came over and cleaned my whole crotch area off with it. It felt so ... sensual, the way she did it. Tentative, in parts, but super nice, and I thanked her for that.

Putting the dishrag in the sink, she asked, "So. You wanted to look at me, too?"

"Yes!? Of course?"

"Fair is fair." She went over to the counter and hopped up to sit on it.

I looked up at her as I walked up in front.

She started to spread her legs, slightly nervous, but then she stopped and looked me directly in the eyes with a no-nonsense finger wag. "One thing first! You're spent now, I did that. So, I know.... I _know_, you are NOT going to be doing any funny business! I don't want to worry about you raping me. Let's be Very Clear - You do NOT have permission to have sex now! I'm a virgin. I don't want to end it on a countertop! This is looking only."

I half-laughed at that very idea and immediately agreed. "Exploration only. I get it. No tricks, easy does it?"

"Right, then." She opened up her legs some more, shifting, and being pretty wary nonetheless. I could understand that.

As I got closer to her body, I bent down to look very closely at each nipple. I asked if I could squeeze her boob a little, and she said, "Yes, but.. Very gently, very Very gently. If I say, you let go right away."

"Gotcha."

I did, first pressing into the breast tissue with one finger and asking if it hurt and she said egads no, not more than pressing in on a stomach, mostly I shouldn't pinch. I could grab, so I did that, letting the nipple graze the center of my palm, and she inhaled, and told me that was very stimulating but to limit that if I could.

Can I lick them?

She hesitated, and said, "Maybe next week."

Moving on, I shifted downwards and started taking in what it all looked like up close, for-real, in person. She had pubic hair, and I could touch and feel my fingers in that, mostly coarse stuff a lot like mine.

She brought up a leg so her foot was on the counter and her sex was open to see. The smell was really nice, kind of raw and natural-ish, not like a fragrance but a lot more like something that was its own thing...

I was narrating what I was seeing, I don't know why, I was just really nervous. Included in that was that I thought this or that was beautiful, or smooth, or smelled great, etc.

She'd make comments back, and be slightly embarrassed or something, and I'd reassure her that I'd seen things like it in porn but never in person and it as sooooo much more pretty in person, amazing, I loved it... and she seemed to be buoyed by that.

I might have surprised her with my compliments. I wanted to touch her, but to start with I just asked her to move her parts around, so I could see how it fit together and what the skin parts connected to.

She did move stuff, but after a while I asked if I could do that, and she agreed.

She didn't want me pushing my finger inwards, she said, so she did that herself and I could see how it worked. I'd seen this in porn before, but it's a Whole Different Thing when it's in your face.

She was plenty excited, I could see that. She was very wet, sopping even, and I asked, once she had touched herself, if I could suck on her fingers to get the taste.

This surprised her, but she said yes, so I went for it, and it was Really Good!

Moving her hand aside slowly, I started kissing her inner thigh, then moving up an exhaling on her, and inhaling too, and planting lots of little kisses here and there, then moving to the other leg, doing the same, and back, and then... moving in, to kiss next to one of her folded-open wet lips, licking my lips to get her taste in, and kissing up...

And then...

Licking up the side, and then towards the center, and over, and up over the top where her clit was poking out so slightly from its hood.

I licked and licked, steadily, like I'd seen in porno vids, sinking my face down and planting my mouth up and over her clit.

Her moaning increased and she tilted back, wanting this, wanting more, whimpering with tiny 'yes...yes...yes...' sounds, so I kept going.

Maybe a few more minutes, I lost track of time, she started stutter-breathing like she was going to sneeze, and her legs clamped shut on my ears, her hands went to the back of my head to hold me in place, her whole body stiffened and then started shuddering.

This was an orgasm, a real-life orgasm, and I had caused...helped? Caused! It. That was a feeling of power, for sure, right there!

She slowed down, and I let go of my lips' tug/non-bite press-hold of the flesh around her clit, where my tongue had danced over the head. Her breathing was still super messed up, inhales and exhales in staccato uncertain randomness.

I moved back my head, smiling my ass off, and looked up at her body to see the upper part of her breasts, the part between her clavicle and maybe the top half of her breast mound-area, was super-flushed like she was blushing.

She just relaxed, and after I stood, I held my arms open in a hug and she got down from the counter and accepted that, hugging me back. Her nipples pressed little hard-points into my chest and I loved the feeling of that.

I moved my head over to be near hers, and her mouth found mine and we kissed.

The fact that my face was covered in her juices apparently didn't matter enough for her to stop, but I could tell she noticed the taste as she kissed me.

After a minute, or maybe even two, of relaxed kissing, I said, "Mmmmm.... That was yummy, and fun, and yummy. And, Really Damn Sexy. And fun."

Her dreamy voice let out a sigh, and she said, "Oh, yeah... well then... Yeah... That was _amazing_, for me, too..."

"No doubt. So beautiful to watch you."

She looked at me, searching my eyes.

My mind flashed back to Gail and how she'd hurt me.

I said, "We are not dating. This is not dating. This is studying, and sexy-time. Not a relationship. I am tutoring Madison. I am tutoring you. I am tutoring others. I am not going to get into a thing where I hurt you, or you hurt me. No stepping into a Thing, this is just... nice, and happy, and fun, _MATH_. Plus, maybe some kissing."