Imagination....Of Me And You Mike!😏

i got you wet , Sir......

I was in the house , waiting for my tutor to come in.

His name is 'Michael Jackson'. He's the sexiest teacher i have EVER seen. His shoulder length hair, his deep brown eyes, his silky voice, his big coc-

I was interrupted by the knock on the door.

I smirked knowing who would that could be......

Mr. Jackson.

I walked up to the door , to open it. As i did, i met with 2 beautiful big brown eyes. I am pretty sure, these are not the ONLY things that are big. ;)

Mr. Jackson: Good evening, Mirena.

Mirena: Good evening , Mr. Jackson. Come on in.

I let him in. As he was coming in, i checked him out. He was wearing a black pant with navy blue shirt with a black tie on , and his signature style 'Black Fedora' & 'Black loafers with white socks'.

As he took his fedora off, i admired his curls. So soft, so shiny.... I wish i could just ram my hands in them and pull him onto me an-

Mr. Jackson: Woohoo! Mirena! You there? *Giggles*

I get snapped out by him...again.

Mirena: ye-yes. Mr. Jackson? Were you saying something?

Mr. Jackson: yeah.. actually i was asking, where your parents are? They are usually here no?

Mirena: oohhh.. , well, Mr. Jackson, they are out on a business party. They won't be here 'til monday morning.

Mr. Jackson: oh! Mind me telling where?

Mirena: Las Vegas.

Mr. Jackson: oh.. OK. *Lil pause* so urm... Let's study then?

Mirena: sure.

30 minutes have gone by. And i was not even paying attention to his teaching anymore. All i was thinking about was his cock. DANG! his imprint is huge and long! How would it feel to be tasted by me? Rubbing between my breasts? Fucking me har-

Mirena: Yes , Mr. Jackson!?

I can't believe i let that happen thrice this evening!

Mr. Jackson: Mirena, you OK? You seem distracted . Is everything alright?

Mirena: ye-yeah, Mr. Jackson... It's just that... Umm..

Mr. Jackson: yes , dear?

Gosh! Why he have to be so gentle....?

Mirena: um, actually i was having a problem with this equation. Can you help me out? Please?

Mr. Jackson: *smiles* ofc! That's what i am here for. Come here and I'll show you how it gets done.

That's a good opportunity to get Mr. Jackson's attention. And in the wrong way ;). I was wearing a thin white shirt and a hot pink bra underneath. My lower wear was a black skirt with white flowers on the side. That was not a very long skirt btw. It was just above my knees.

As i scooted there, my skirt kinda hiked up to show my thighs. As i got closer, my leg got pressed by Mr. Jackson's. He noticed my bare thighs He gulped real hard and cleared his throat.

Mr. Jackson: um .. OK. So pay close attention alright? It is not that hard when you understand it. Now look....

I bend down a bit to see . as i did , my bra was visible ,because of my 3 buttons were open. He glanced at me to check if i was paying attention or not. Which i was....well kinda...