Chapter 1

Mike and Janet Wilson were going back to school. Sex School. Only a few hours ago they were married in a small chapel at the New England college where Janet's' parents taught and did research on human sexuality. This honeymoon trip to the Institute for Lifelong Loving was a wedding present from her parents, who were on the Institute's Board of Trustees.

As they gazed out the window of the plane, Janet and Mike were acutely aware of the adventure that awaited them. They had decided to wait until they were married to begin to explore their sensuality together and both were eager to taste the fruit of the others body.

This was not a typical honeymoon. The Institute for Lifelong Loving was more than a tropical escape for a few days vacation. It was a place for couples to come to learn about eroticism together, through instruction and practice in sexual techniques under the guidance of expert tutors.

Janet's parents were both physicians and sex therapists. A few years before they had been invited to attend the inaugural session of the Institute and had been so impressed with the concept of a sexual training course that they had become supporters of the Institute, eventually being named to the Board of Trustees. They wanted to make sure that Janet and Mike got off to a good start in their marriage, so they had arranged for this two week session.

Janet leaned over and kissed Mike as the plane landed. "Nervous?"

The handsome young man smiled at his new bride. "A little. More impatient than nervous, I think. I can't wait to get you alone."

When the plane was down and they had cleared customs, they were met at the gate by a representative of the Institute. A tanned young woman had several other couples bound for the Institute in tow.

"Welcome to Aruba. My name is Sandy, and I'll be your guide into we get to the Institute. There you'll meet your coaches and get settled in. I know you are anxious to learn more about the Institute, but I'll leave that to your coaches."

Since Janet and Mike were the last to arrive the whole group boarded a van for the short drive from the airport to the estate that was to be their home for the next two weeks.

On arrival at the Institute Sandy brought Janet and Mike to a luxurious bungalow that was to be their home for the next two weeks. There was a sitting room that opened on a shady garden with a fountain. Three doors led to bedrooms, one bearing a sign that read "Wilson". Another door led to a huge bath with a Jacuzzi that looked large enough for eight.

Janet and Mike's bedroom was as luxurious as the rest of the suite. A king sized waterbed dominated the room. Tropical flowers, rattan furniture, and mirrored walls and ceiling all added to the exotic allure of the room.

The instructions from the Institute had been to bring no luggage or personal belongings other than personal toiletries, so there was little to unpack. Once toothbrushes and razor had been deposited into a drawer, the newlyweds decided to explore their surroundings.

They had just begun to look around when the door opened and a beautiful young Oriental woman came in. It was easy to see just how beautiful she was because she was nearly naked. Her only attire was a red garter belt, sheer stockings, and red high heeled slippers.

"Hello. My name is Sara, and I will be one of your coaches while you are at the Institute for Lifelong Loving."

Sara was one of the most stunning women that Janet and Mike had ever seen. Her long black hair hung unbound down to the middle of her back. She was petite, with small pear shaped breasts capped by very dark, erect nipples. Most shocking of all to the young newlyweds, was her complete lack of pubic hair, allowing an unobstructed view of her pussy. In her left hand she carried two small, brown paper bags.

"The first thing we need to do is get both of you into your Institute outfits."

Sara handed one of the bags to Janet, and the other to her open-mouthed, staring husband.

"Get completely undressed and put on the garments I have given you. Then meet me in the sitting room and I will take you to Orientation."

With that, Sara turned and left the room. Two pairs of eyes followed her shapely ass as she left.

"Wow. I never expected that," Janet exclaimed. "Do you think they expect us to walk around dressed like she is?"

Looking in the bag he was holding, Mike grinned. "I think so". He pulled out the contents of his bag, showing Janet the garment he had been given.

It was a white satin pouch, similar to a jock strap, but much smaller. There was a round opening in the front of the pouch, the reason for which was obvious. There was also a pair of slippers in the same color.

Janet looked in her own bag. Her outfit was identical with the one Sara had been wearing, except that the garter belt and high heel slippers were white.

"I guess we might as well put them on," said Janet, unbuttoning her light cotton dress and letting it fall to the floor. "We don't want to get started on the wrong foot."

Sara's nearly nude body had been arousing to Mike, but the sight of his lovely young bride undressing in front of him for the first time raised the level of his desire another notch. He stood frozen in his tracks as he watched his new wife disrobe.