Episode 2
i headed up the stairs to her office and started to plan out my weekend. A typical weekend would consist of going on a date or just hanging with some of my friends. I knew that having the house to myself was a treat and i dont mind organising a party but the problem is that all my friends were occupied with one stuff or the other,so it looked like i would have a lot of time to myself.
Sometimes i would wonder why i continued seeing mrs chika regularly even through my senior year. We no longer even talked about my school works and sometimes we would just chat or she would have me help mark some papers. The truth is that i always felt grateful to her for helping me out back then and i wanted to somehow make it up to her.
We had become pretty good friends through the years and she seemed to really enjoy my visits,so i didnt feel weird about continuing to stop by. The fact is that i had alway carried crush on mrs chika all these years.
I never asked but i guessed she was probably between 25 and 30 yrs old. She carried herself with such an elegance,her hair was short but always very elegant and perfectly done.
Mrs chika always dressed very properly which she always wore skirt and high heels. I found out that her style of dress was particularly appealing perhaps,it was the fact that she never showed too much of her laps or boobs that made me desire what was underneath all the more.
When i first started seeing her for lesson, i found it difficult to concentrate on the lesson instead staring at her boobs. They were large but definetly not too large for her frame. Through time i had gotten pretty good at sneaking looks at her shapely ass or the perfect outline of her boobs encased in those teasing tops.
