Chapter 10

The next morning, Marti was here at 7:30 just like she told us. I told her about me walking in the backyard, but I didn’t mention fucking our neighbor for nearly an hour. Jan and Jenn were walking with us when Marti walked me along the sidewalk in front of our house, back and forth, five times, for about twenty yards each way.

She left at 10:00, when Jann and Jenn went next door to see Donna. I went out back and rapped on the back fence, but there was no one back there.

I opened the gate on the west side of our backyard and made my way through the neighbors yard to come out on the street in front of Bernice Wilson’s house.

I was doing pretty good with my crutches. My walking boot was awkward, but not really hard to navigate. Clancy told me that I could carry my crutches at times, but keep them close until I was able to walk on my boot without stumbling.

I turned right at the corner, and was nearing the intersection of our street when I heard someone calling my name... Jack Taylor - Jack Taylor.

I looked behind me, then across the street. Finally, I looked up to see Mrs. Clifford, my Biology Teacher last year. She was leaning out her upstairs window, waving - and I waved back. I was about to walk on when she hollered again.

“Jack wait for me ... I’ll be right down.”

I knew surely that it couldn’t be, but it looked like she’s only wearing a very thin robe.

I turned and walked back to the sidewalk in front of her house, then made my way to her porch.

I was standing at the bottom of her porch steps when she opened her front door. She really is wearing a thin robe, and she’s still behind the screen door.

“Jack, please come upon the porch so we can talk. I’m not dressed properly to be seen on the porch ... I wanted you to know, I heard about your accident.”

There were five steps, and I finally made my way to the top without falling down them.

She held the screen door open and motioned for me to come in as she told me, “Please come in for a few minutes. I didn’t hear about your accident until yesterday when Bailey stopped by for a few minutes.

“Come in and sit down. I was cleaning upstairs and just happened to be washing the window when I saw you. How have you been.”

Boy, she’s just a rattling on and I wanted to tell her that her left breast was showing where her robe is open. She crossed her legs and I caught a glimpse of her pussy as her thin robe fell away from her knee, all the way up to her hip, as she sat across from the couch where I was seated.

“I’m alright, Mrs. Clifford. Just a dumb mistake and I got my leg caught in the ladder on our RV.”

“Jack, I have something personal I need to discuss with you, if you don’t mind and you have a few minutes.”

“Sure. Can I help in anyway?”

“From what I was told, it’s you everyone turns to when they have a problem such as the one I’m suffering from.”

“Really?” I had to wonder what sort of problem she’s suffering from, and who has been telling her I could solve personal problems.

“I play cards twice a week with Brenda Morris and she was telling me that she has a close friend who knows how to please a woman like no one else in this town.”

“You know Ms. Brenda?”

“I sure do. Very well, as a matter of fact. I would say, well enough for her to tell me her close friend is physically capable of disputing all known biological facts about teenage males.”

“She told you that?”

I knew then, Brenda has told my former Biology Teacher about my cock and more than likely, told her about us fucking. I decided to let her take this as far as she wanted to. If she wants proof, I’ll be glad to give her a personal lesson in teenage Biology she’ll never forget.

“Yes, and I’ve been in a tizzy since she told me. She’s the one who told me about your accident too.”

“I see.”

“Jack, do I have to come right out and ask you for some help? Can you not tell, your former Biology Teacher needs some help with a very personal female biological problems?”

“Are you sure? I mean, I ‘d be glad to help if I could. But to tell you the truth, I never knew you realized I was in your class.”

“Jack, you were always so self confident, and so far ahead of your classmates, I was hesitant to say anything that could be misconstrued as me being infatuated with the most handsome of all my male students.”

“We’re not in class now, and you don’t have to worry about me misconstruing your intentions.”

“I agree. You see, it’s this way - I have a need which I’ve been told you can fulfill for a woman in such a way, she will be forever grateful. In other words, I’m naked under this thin robe and I need a certain young man to make me feel like a woman again. I haven’t had a man since I divorced my husband last spring.”

“Tell me, would this be a one time fulfillment, or is this something we can do on a regular schedule?”

“I prefer a regular schedule, with time and dates to be determined.”

“I can live with that. One other thing, I don’t have any condoms.”

“Then we’ll not use them.”

“There are sure to be consequences.”

“I’ll welcome any and all consequences, if and when they arrive.”

“Then, I say we act now. I’ll have to be sitting. A straight-back chair is best for this, if you can imagine the reason.”

“I’ve never done it that way, but I’ll get a straight-back chair.”

She put the chair in the middle of her living room and backed away, smiling.

“Loosen the cord that’s keeping my old cutoff sweats up. I hope this is something we can do for fun, and not just to make you feel good.”

“Show me how, Jack - and I’ll make it the best I possibly can, for both of us. I know all about it, though I have been denied the opportunity to experiment.”

“Not any more. I want it all, if we’re going to do this. I’d like to come over three times a week, and I’d like for you to tell me what you want each time. I love having fun with a woman, and I do love pussy.”