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“Adam, just like when you were in school, you need to listen carefully to my instructions.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Now, unless I’m mistaken, your problem is that the girls you’ve dated have an interest in cunnilingus and you find it disgusting, is that right?”

I knew the word cunnilingus but had never used it. I mean among my guy friends it was cunt lapping or pussy eating. “Yes ma’am.” I blushed.

“I think what you need is an incentive. I suspect even a little slut like Cindy Milson didn’t know how to give you a good blowjob?”

I got redder. I blushed because I didn’t expect Mrs. Rikman to use that kind of language. I blushed because she was right. The few times Cindy tried to suck my cock; she used her teeth. I don’t think it was intentional, but still it hurt and it wasn’t much of an incentive.

I didn’t know any better, but if that’s how a blowjob worked, I wasn’t interested. Like I said, it was painful.

I thought it strange that Mrs. Rikman said blowjob rather than fellatio when she’d said cunnilingus

Mrs. Rikman saw my face turn red. “Adam, I’m pleased that you’re not willing to share the intimate details of what Cindy and you did. That’s the mark of a gentleman, but your embarrassment tells me all I need to know. Now, let’s get to that incentive. Take your clothes off, show Mrs. Rikman what I have to work with.”

I was hesitant. In her teacher voice, “young man, I can’t teach you what you need to know if you won’t listen and obey.”

I undressed, and soon I was standing in front of her in just my boxers. I’m tall and thin; in high school I ran track. I had a flat belly.

“Now, the rest.”

I turned around and took off my underwear.

“Let me see.”

I turned and faced her. Mrs. Rikman stared.

“Adam, when I was a young teacher, I was given all the lousy duties.”

I didn’t know where she was going. “I don’t know what that means.”

“I had to chaperone dances and listen to that loud, awful music. I had to check the locker rooms after games and practices to make sure everyone was out before the janitors locked up for the night and throughout the school day, more than once I caught kids still in the locker rooms in various stages of dress: girls and boys. I was also required to check the girls’ and boys’ bathrooms to make sure no one was smoking.” Mrs. Rikman continued to stare.

“Yeah, there were always guys smoking in the boys’ room.”

As she stared at my cock, it began to rise. I was nineteen, and a woman, even an old woman like Mrs. Rikman was looking at it.

“That’s not the worst of it; more times than I could count I caught a boy masturbating.”

“Oh?”

“But Adam, I’ve never seen one like yours. Mr. Rikman didn’t have one like yours.”

Now, you may think I’m going to brag about the size of my cock. I’m not. I lived in an area with lots of Jews. Mrs. Rikman wore a necklace with a Star of David. I saw the Jewish boys naked in the communal shower after gym class. I wasn’t circumcised.

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