May-Jane was looking at him again, fluttering and batting her eyes lids at him. His nerves twitched and tear apart, she was almost naked. She wore a camisole on a miniskirt. He had not the will to tell her to change her clothes. He hadn't been saying anything about the way she dressed, so why should he be doing that now?
He could see the lines of her hardened nipples protruding from her top, how excited his whole body felt. Maybe, something was definitely wrong with him. He should be speaking up and not keeping mute. He could hear his phone vibrating on his table but he was too engrossed to actually look away.
"You have a call, Mister Jerry," May-Jane said, picking up the phone, then stretching it towards him. The name "Meliana" came into view on his phone's screen.
"Oh," he said, collecting the phone from her. Then he picked up the call, placing the phone close to his ear.
"Hello," he said.
"Where are you?" Meliana asked him.
"You know where I am. I'm tutoring," he answered.
"Really? Am I going to be waiting for you all day?" She queried.
"Don't. I'll be rather late today," he said then cut the call.
May-Jane looked up at him with lazy eyes, "Is she your girlfriend?"
"What do you know about girlfriends?" He scoffed.
"Well, I'm good at detecting the tone of a voice. The way you sounded over the phone.... Didn't sound....,"
"It was just a friend," he interrupted her. Why did he feel the need to lie to her? She was 16, she wasn't a child, why lie to her?
His eyes came down her full, grown breasts again. She smiled up at him when she noticed his wandering eyes, then she pushed herself closer to him. Slowly, she took his hands and placed it over her big twin roes. Her eyes searched his eyes for some form of response.
Suddenly like hot fire, he took his hands off, "I shouldn't be doing this. You are way too young and I would get arrested for this if I'm found doing this to you,"
She smiled at him, then she pushed herself into his arms, inhaling his masculine cologne. They were both sitting on her bed, enclosed in each other's embraces. Her books and her textbook had been pushed away from them, seeming useless.
He swallowed again as the image of her robbed him of his senses. This was wrong, yet his hands were returning back to her breasts.
"No one is home, Mister Jerry. No one is home, not even our house maid. No one will punish you for this. It's me and you," she kissed him slowly and softly, her hands winding around him.
Like the waters of the sea, his body surged wildly. He kissed her back with such an excellent skill that she hadn't expected. His hand went under her camsole and felt her there. He knew he wanted her but this was all wrong.
He stopped halfway, "This is wrong," he breathed, breaking off the kiss as he looked at her face.
"And yet it feels so right. This isn't wrong, Mister Jerry," she kissed him back and it went on for a while.
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Meliana glanced over at Jerry's younger brother, Louis. One her feet was tapping the floor from where she sat down in the coach. Louis was ninteen years old, he was lean, fair skinned and had a striking resemblance to Jerry. Meliana knew that Louis was mostly at home due to the fact he anticipated an admission from one of the colleges that he applied. Louis was a lazy thing. He was seen most of the time in front of the television, bare chested or playing games over his computer. He was reclusive.
"So, who is your brother tutoring?" Meliana asked Louis who sat watching TV.
"I have no idea," Louis answered, throwing some brown cookies which was placed before him into his mouth.
"That is why you do not know anything," Meliana muttered.
"And I do no blame you," Louis murmured, hearing what Meliana had said.
After some hours of endless waiting, Meliana stood up grumpily. She glanced over at the wall clock then walked herself to the door, stopping to say something to Louis, "The your brother that when we meet he will have to explain why a hour tutoring has turned out to be something else. He will have a lot of explaining to do."
"I don't have to tell him that. I think he will just know," Louis shrugged.
Meliana rolled her eyes, "Oh, shut up, Louis and just do as I say," she flared, opened up the door and slammed it behind her. Louis winced, shutting his eyes briefly then hissing into the air.
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Jerry quickly put on his shirt, the sky had swallowed up the sun already. He was rather late, her parents could be home anytime from now. He glanced down at his wristwatch he was putting on, almost eight. How could he be so stupid falling into temptation, into the clutches of a 16 years old girl! Yet, he just couldn't erase the beautiful image of her body off his head. She had all the rightful proportions at the right places.
What was wrong with him!
But then, he compared her to Meliana, Meliana lacked all these, she was small breasted.
"Do you like busty ladies?" He remembered the question he had asked Johnson over the game if truth and dare.
Haaa, now he saw his fate. He was definitely in trouble for doing this. He himself loved busty ladies, but a child! Hell no! He was in for it.
"Let me be on my way out, May-Jane," he said to her, buckling up his belt.
She stood up in her beauty and walked towards him, "Go now, Mister Jerry. Tomorrow, I'll be waiting."
"Dress up," he told her, "Your parents will soon be home. I have to go now."
"You go. My parents can't just walk into my room," she smiled sweetly at him then she pecked him on his cheek before he left her room.