My name is Jay. I am a good looking guy with a cock of size 6.5 inch… (Not like fake 8 or 9 inches). I am doing BCA from college in Delhi. I like to read incest sex stories. I always tried to impress the teachers of school as well as the college but never succeeded. However, my luck came to action when I started going for maths tuition. Maths have always been a weak subject to me and often scored just above pass marks. Exams are approaching and my parents were tensed thinking about my weak point “Maths. A lot of concerns followed and this is when we had one of our neighbors visiting us.
My mother raised her concern about me and our neighbor aunty recommended that I need to be sent for tuitions and she knew a lady teacher who was extremely good at Maths and lived in the close vicinity. My mother was all so happy, she got the address of this new teacher and wanted me to visit her the very same day. I was thrilled and excited as you know I’ve always loved ladies. I hoped that this new teacher would be young and beautiful and truly hoped she would be of the friendly kind. At around 5 in the evening I picked up my bike and reached the address, it was a huge two storied villa and looked neat and nice with a beautiful garden in the front yard. I parked my bike outside the gate and soon went in, I rang the bell and waited but there was no response.
I cursed my stars and as I walked back to my bike a nice voice called out saying “who is it? I turned around and felt heartbroken to see this old lady in the age group of 55 to 60 stands by the door. Oh! Shit, I said asking myself is this the one who is going to coach me? Quietly I walked towards her and asked if it was Ms. Meenal. No! Said the lady asking me to sit down on one of those huge bucket chairs rowed up in the veranda. I quickly sat and impatiently waited for the teacher to arrive. After about 5 minutes of waiting the old lady came up to me holding a hand bag and an umbrella and said “please wait, teacher is in the shower and will attend to you in about 5 to 10 minutes. I thanked the old lady and she soon left leaving the gate partially open.
I waited as I started to think about how the teacher would look, what her age would be, what her body structure would be and about her family “and then suddenly I sprang out of the chair hearing a lovely voice call out saying “Hi! How can I help you? For a moment I stood speechless, totally astonished least expecting a woman of just 27 or 28. She was extremely beautiful, tall, and whitish in color with straight falling black hair. A pair of sexy eyes and a mouth adorned with two fluffy lips, so pink and so well shaped added to the beauty and to top it all a body that measured 36/24/36. She looked a perfect personality dressed so elegantly in a beautiful light colored cotton sari with all the pleats tucked at its rightful place.
Once again the voice said “may I help you?” and with a chocked voice I replied, “Oh! Yes Mam, my name is Jay and I am here knowing that you provide tuitions in Maths”. She pointed out to the chair asking me to sit and as I did, she sat beside me on the chair next to mine and soon asked “What did you say your name was? I replied “Jay and she soon said “I’m Meenal and extended her hand for a shake.
We shook hands and I secretly relished the softness of her delicate palm. Meenal Mam asked me a few questions and finally offered to coach me but she said that she has time only during the evening hours and can accommodate me after the first batch of students finishes of at 6.30pm. She said she will have to coach me all alone as the rest of the students have already covered a big part of the subject. I told her that time was not a problem and that I could come over at 7pm as I live close to her house. Meenal Mam offered me coffee but I said it was ok and soon left feeling lucky. I arrived home soon and told my mother about the timing and the fee and took to my room.
Playing the Band Scorpions on the music system I sat relaxed on the bed trying to figure out the words of the song but my thoughts got diverted to my new teacher, I kept thinking about her, her looks, her body, her house, the whereabouts of her husband if she was married, about her children if she had any and so on. I couldn’t wait for tomorrow evening to arrive so I quickly wound up for the night all the while thinking about Meenal Mam. I woke up early the next morning and soon headed for college, it was a long day as time seemed not to be passing by. I desperately waited for the evening to fall and spent my time counting every minute. Wow! I said to myself as the clock ticked 6 and I soon jumped into my blue jean and a tight t-shirt that very well pronounced my muscular arms, chest and my flat belly. I jumped on to my bike and soon arrived at Meenal Mam’s villa.
In a few minutes the old servant lady arrived at the door asking me to sit down and in a couple of minutes Meenal Mam saw me with a big smile welcoming me and asking me to follow her. She showed me the dining table and asked me to sit down and soon left saying she will be back in a minute. Meenal Mam was dressed in a faint pink sari and through her pallu I could clearly see her blouse. Her breasts stood well angled and they looked firm. She was dressed elegant and to me she looked like a star. Her impeccably shaped bottoms swayed with dignity as she walked and I thanked every moment of my time at her house. Meenal Mam returned holding some books and soon sat beside me.
She started the subject from basics and I felt good as she explained matters so well that anyone could understand and master Maths in just a few months. She ended the class in just half an hour saying it is the first day and started to enquire about me, my family and all about my extracurricular activities. She was very much impressed to know about my talents in music and told me that I should be singing for her some day. I promised her and soon started to enquire about her. When I asked her about her husband, her expression changed looking a little sad and said that her husband Rakesh was deployed on a temporary assignment in the U.S and will be in California for a period of three years. She said it has been a year and a half since he has left and life has become a bore since his departure. She said she lived here alone as she had to leave her only daughter at her mothers place as it got difficult to attend to her needs being busy with work and tuitions.
I felt sad for Meenal Mam but felt kind of good knowing that I could be with her all alone every day during my tuition class. Meenal Mam offered me coffee, but I told her it’s ok and soon left. Days, weeks and a couple of months passed by, and it was today, the day to celebrate, It was Meenal Mam’s birthday. She had not reminded me of it but I remembered her mentioning it on the very first day of my tuition class. I had picked up a nice gift for her, a little bracelet and kept it a secret as I wanted it to be surprise.