Chapter 1

As Tom walked home from school, his thoughts were consumed with the upcoming math exam. He was so engrossed in his worries that he almost didn’t notice the strange glow emanating from a stone lying on the sidewalk. But as he drew closer, he couldn’t help but stop and stare. The stone shimmered in hues of amber, and Tom couldn’t help feeling drawn to it.

He hesitated for a moment before picking it up, intrigued by its smooth surface and warm energy. As he held it in his hand, a sharp shock rung through his body, making him recoil in surprise. But the feeling quickly dissipated, leaving Tom with a sense of curiosity and wonder.

Tom shrugged and decided to put the stone in his pocket, figuring he could always examine it more closely later. He made his way to Lisa’s house.

Tom knocked on her front door and waited patiently for someone to answer. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, feeling a bit nervous about his visit. He had a bit of a crush on Lisa and was hoping that they could work together on their homework assignments.

Finally, the door opened, revealing Mrs. Johnson. Tom was momentarily taken aback by her beauty and voluptuous body. He tried to keep his gaze on her face, but he couldn’t help but notice her full breasts and long legs.

“Hi, Mrs. Johnson,” he stammered. “Is Lisa home?”

“I’m sorry, Tom,” Sarah replied calmly. “Lisa had to run some errands and she won’t be back for a while. Is there anything else I can help you with?”

Tom couldn’t help but feel disappointed. “No, that’s okay. I guess I’ll just head back home and work on my homework there.”

As he turned to leave, Sarah stepped forward and placed a gentle hand on his arm. “Tom, wait a minute. Why don’t you come inside? Maybe I can help you with your homework.”

Tom’s heart leapt at the invitation. He hadn’t expected Sarah to be interested in helping him with his schoolwork.

“Th-thank you, Mrs. Johnson,” he said gratefully.

As they entered the house, Tom couldn’t help but notice how Sarah’s blouse clung to her curves and accentuated her ample chest. He tried to shake the thought from his head and focus on the homework, but his eyes kept wandering back to her figure.

Sarah sat down across from Tom at the kitchen table and began flipping through his math textbook. “So, what do you need help with?” she asked, her voice soft and soothing.

Tom fumbled with his words as he tried to explain the problem to her. He couldn’t concentrate with Sarah so close, her scent filling his nostrils as she leaned in to explain a concept.

“Here, let me show you.” Sarah stood up and walked around the table, standing behind Tom as she pointed at the textbook. He felt a shiver run down his spine as he caught a whiff of her delicate perfume.

“Uh, yeah, okay,” Tom muttered, trying to concentrate on the problem at hand. He could feel Sarah’s breath on the back of his neck as she leaned in closer to him, making him feel both excited and nervous at the same time.

“Are you okay, Tom?” Sarah asked, noticing his unease.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine,” Tom replied hastily. “It’s just ... you’re so beautiful and I can’t help but be a little distracted.”

Sarah’s eyes widened in surprise at Tom’s confession. “Oh,” she said softly. “Well, thank you for the compliment. Do you like my outfit?”

Tom blushed furiously. “Uh, yeah, it’s nice,” he mumbled. He couldn’t help but notice the way the fabric of her skirt hugged her hips and the way her blouse drew attention to her ample cleavage.

Sarah smiled, pleased with Tom’s response. “Thank you. I always like to look nice for my guests,” she said, reaching out to gently touch Tom’s arm.

Tom felt a jolt of electricity shoot through his body at her touch. He couldn’t believe how much Sarah was affecting him, and he tried to focus on his homework once again.

But every time Sarah leaned in close to help him with a problem or brushed against him accidentally, Tom felt his hips grow tense and his mind clouded with desire. Sarah could see the effect she had on Tom, and she knew she had to help him focus on his homework.

“Tom,” Sarah said firmly, her tone serious. “I can see that you’re having trouble concentrating. Maybe I can help you relax so that you can focus better.”

Tom looked up at her. “But how can you help me relax?” he asked, confused. Sarah smiled and leaned in close to him, almost brushing her lips against his ear. “Close your eyes and take a deep breath,” she whispered. “Imagine yourself in a peaceful place where there are no distractions.”

Tom did as he was told, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He imagined himself lying on a beach with soft sand beneath him and the sound of waves crashing in the distance. Suddenly, he felt a tug on his zipper, and his eyes shot open to see Sarah kneeling beside him, her hand on his lap.