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At first, it looked like not very many parents and staff would show up to the monthly school Board meeting, but as it got closer to 7:30, the seats began to fill up. Carl Johnson was there with his son, who had been invited to attend because he had done so well in a math competition at his middle school. Mike was a very bright 16-year-old who had just started to notice the young ladies. His dad was looking at his watch, curious about how long he would have to wait before he could go home and hit the six-pack that was waiting for him. He was raising his son on his own and they had developed a close relationship . . . but soon that relationship would involve a young lady who was also at the Board meeting with her parents.
One by one students' names were called to receive their certificates. Then all of a sudden the name "Emelie Petersson" was called, and an extremely beautiful girl stood up and went towards where the Board was seated after having her picture taken, she shook the hand of the Board President and worked her way back to her seat. This time, she decided to enter the row Mike and his dad were sitting in and excused herself, as she moved across several people towards her seat.
She looked at Mike and said, "Hi Michael congratulations on your award". Mike offered a quick "Thank You" and politely moved his feet back so that she could pass. As she was moving past Mr. Johnson, she slightly lost her balance and had to place her hand on his shoulder to keep from tripping and she turned scarlet. Carl looked up at the girl, who had long blonde hair that was braided into one gathering in the back, and quickly noticed her small titties that were displayed prominently because the top she was wearing was very tight.
She also had on a pleated skirt and black patent leather shoes. Whether on purpose or not, Carl placed his hand on her tight little ass and boosted her back up so that she could navigate the rest of the distance back to her seat. She whispered "thank you" to Carl but fleetingly noticed the beginning of a boner in Mike's pants.
"Do you know her?" Carl asked his son.
"Yeah, she's got the same lunch as me and she usually sits at my table."
"She's quite a 'looker', that's for sure," he mentioned just loud enough for the woman next to him to give out a dirty look. The first part of the meeting ended, and parents were given the opportunity to leave, and they got up to do so. After they got out into the hallway outside of the media center, Carl was ready to head right for the parking lot when a hand touched him on his shoulder.
"Excuse me sir . . . but I noticed the fine award your son received in math and was wondering, whether he could tutor my daughter in mathematics?" Carl positioned himself so that he could see Emelie and her parents. Both he and Mike were so surprised by the question they just looked at each other for several seconds and then finally Mr. Johnson said, "That would be up to him . . . but I imagine we could work out something."
At that point Emelie's mother took over the conversation, indicating that they were from Sweden and here in the states for a couple of years and that math was the only area her daughter had difficulty with. While the parents were talking and walking down the hall toward the front of the building, Mike and Emelie moved closer together and began their own conversation.
"I am so embarrassed Michael. Don't be afraid to say no. My mom is quite the organizer/planner," she pointed out guardedly.
"That's not a problem. I would be happy to help you with math. You could ride my bus home and we could work before dinner, maybe a couple of days a week."
"I would like that," she said with a big smile on her face as she squeezed his hand. As Mike looked into her eyes he saw a twinkle and knew she must have found him somewhat handsome, and as a result, his cock began to rise once again. He had just turned 16 over the summer and she was a month younger, but that did not seem to matter as they continued to carry on a typical high school conversation. As they continued talking, his cock continued to grow and he was soon suddenly embarrassed.
Nonchalantly, Emelie looked downward and was similarly aroused as she noticed the boy's erection sticking up the front of his pants and was certain she was the cause. Thinking back, she had sat at his lunch table, because she had a crush on him, but just now learning about boys in sex-ed she was certain the boy's big boner was a GOOD sign. Then her mom interrupted:
"So Michael, would you do us the honor of teaching our daughter about mathematics? Maybe she could start tomorrow after school?"
"He suggested that I just ride his bus home and we could get in a couple of hours of studying before dinner. Maybe Daddy could pick me up afterward, on his way home? I'll write down my email address, in case you need to get a hold of me," said Emelie with a wink as she scribbled her contact information for him. He nodded and then listened to her mother once again.
"If it is OK with his father, I think we have a plan then," said her mom.
"It's fine by me. Just bring along all your books and stuff and they can work at the kitchen table," said Mr. Johnson. There was much polite handshaking and praise as both families slipped out into the night and went home.
Just before he went to bed, Mike emailed Emelie reminding her to bring along her calculator, math book, and something to write notes and problems on. Almost instantly she emailed him back:
"I have everything set in my backpack. For the first hour or so, I want to make sure we concentrate on my math facts. My parents are going to give me some extra spending money if I can bring up my B- up to an A. With your help, I know I can do that. The second hour before my dad gets there . . . I want to show you my personal appreciation . . . which might help with that big lump in your pants tonight- Em"
First of all, just receiving an email from her, was enough for Mike to worm his hand into his pajama bottoms and pull out his cock. When it got to the last sentence of her email, he lost all control and a hot stream of cum catapulted out of the tip of his shaft and shot directly up to his chin. He looked over at a nearby mirror and watched his cum drip off of his face and he quickly fantasized . . . that might be what Emelie will look like tomorrow.
