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   COMPUTER TRAINING 2 - Ruth #1

   The call was completely unexpected.  It was Mrs.  Walker.  Her daughter
Beth was a good friend of Roni, our neighbor's fourteen year old daughter.
I had been recommended highly by Roni and her mom to give Beth computer
lessons.  I wondered if Roni had told Beth the secret details of our sexual
intimacy.  Mrs.  Walker was offering money, something Roni's mom didn't. 
Even if Ruth was a straight lesson, at least I'd walk away with cash in my
pocket.  I agreed.

   Mrs.  Walker answered the door and invited me in.  Ruth was slightly
younger than Roni, shorter with smaller breasts but nice legs and ass.  She
was in a crop top and shorts, standard uniform for the teens in my
neighborhood.  We went up to Ruth's room where the computer was.  Someone
had already successfully put it together, gyping me out of a half hours
wages.  Ruth confessed that she knew nothing about computers and I'd have
to start at the very beginning.  That made my wallet vibrate, thinking
about the extra time that would add up to.  I sat next to Ruth who was a
righty, trying to direct her use of the mouse.  My verbal instruction was
less than effective.  Have you ever tried telling someone how to draw a
picture?  Its tough, almost impossible.  My left hand wasn't helping but my
right hand couldn't reach across my body and guide Ruth's.  Changing to the
left side wasn't much better, although it allowed me to rub my arm against
Ruth's chest as I reached across and held her hand.

   ³I have an idea.  Roni said she sat in your lap while you taught her. 
Can we do that?²

   Before I could answer, Mrs.  Walker stuck her head in and excused
herself to run some errands.

   ³Ruthie can get you anything you need,² she said.

   Ruth looked at me and smiled, then licked her lips.  I was sure she
could.  Ruth sat on my lap, legs outside of mine.  My right hand was on
hers as we guided the mouse to open files, move files, launch applications
and such.  When we got to scrolling with a slider, I explained how you move
the mouse up and down until you find what you're looking for.  Ruth moved
her body back and forth on my lap as we moved the slider.

   ³Like this?² she asked.

   This was not the innocent act of a child.  My penis was getting massaged
by a round, firm teenage butt.

   ³I think I found what I want,² Ruth exclaimed.  I looked over her
shoulder at the screen but Ruth had other intentions.  Her left hand went
between her legs and she raised up, grabbing my penis through my pants.

   ³I found your dickie.²

   Ruth got up and faced me, shy and pigeontoed.

   ³Roni told me what you two did.  I'm too young for all that.  Could I
just see it, please?² she asked.

   I was happy to oblige.

   ³Wow, its so big, and its jumping,² she said with wide eyes.

   ³Its excited by a pretty girl like you.²

   ³Could I touch it, just a little, just to see what it feels like?²

   I nodded vigorously.  Her small hand felt marvelous as she held my
erection.

   ³Oh, its so hard and hot.²

   She absentmindedly let her hand slide down, and then moved it back into
its original position.  I knew the game she was playing, and I was happy to
play along.  Up and down, getting me fatter and more excited.  I slumped in
my chair, thrusting my hips to Ruth's movements.  Precum appeared at the
tip.  Ruth was watching it close-up now, still stroking it up and down.

   ³You know what happens when a man's penis is stroked like that, don't
you?² I said.

   Ruth pretended not to know she was giving me a handjob and stopped
stroking.

   ³Yes, spermy stuff comes out.²

   ³That's right, and I'm getting real close to shooting out some spermy
stuff.²

   ³Oh, can I see that?²

   ³Yes, but we'll need somewhere to put the spermy stuff when it comes
out,² I advised.

   Ruth was clueless and resumed stroking, her face just inches from my
erection.  I was right on the brink.  I used my left hand to pull Ruth's
face even closer, putting the tip against her lips.  With no argument, she
opened her mouth just as I spurted.  She made the mistake of backing off,
maybe thinking I was done.  The remainder got all over her croptop and even
on her exposed belly.

   ³Boy, that was a lot.  Do you feel good now?  Could you, like, make me
feel good too?²

   ³Come here and let me clean you off,² I said.  She came closer and I
licked the cum off her shirt and then down to the strands on her belly.  I
unbuttoned her jean shorts and pulled them down.  Her panties were plain
white cotton, and those hit the floor next.  I hoisted her up on the
computer table next to the monitor and spread her legs.  I licked my way up
her thighs, smelling the scent of her sex as I moved closer to her young
pussy.  Soon I was using my tongue on her cunt, probing and licking and
thrusting and sucking.  Ruth writhed side to side as I gave her a good
tongue lashing.

   Ruth was breathing hard when I was through.  She pulled up her panties
and shorts and changed into a new top while I watched.  Her breasts were
barely there.  Mrs.  Walker's arrival was announced by a slammed door.  We
resumed our original side-by-side position and picked up the computer
instruction where we left off.  The time expired, and I went downstairs. 
Mrs.  Walker thanked me and handed me my prearranged payment.  I said
goodbye to Ruth, looking forward to her next lesson.
   An Original H M Tale