The Sexual Education Blues
Copyright© 2007 by Lubrican
Chapter 24: Jeff and Roberta
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 24: Jeff and Roberta - What would happen if a bunch of ordinary, every-day sexual education teachers ended up at the wrong seminar, where, instead of learning tips on how to teach sex ed, they were taught how to have a more meaningful sexual relationship? What if all of them were between relationships, or in failing ones? How would they react? They might react just like the teenagers they're supposed to be teaching.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Reluctant Heterosexual Group Sex First Oral Sex Masturbation Petting Pregnancy Slow
"What are we going to do?" asked Jeff.
"We should probably try to do at least one thing that doesn't involve sex, while we're here," said Roberta.
"That's not what I meant," said Jeff. "I mean what are we going to do two days from now?"
"Oh!" said Roberta. "About us, you mean."
"Yes, about us!" said Jeff. "I can't go back home and just pick up where I left off. I'd go insane."
"Tell me about Melanie," said Roberta.
"What?" Jeff's mouth dropped open. "I don't want to think about her right now!"
"Just tell me about her. Describe her like you were trying to get a friend of yours to take her out on a date."
"You don't have to wait two days to go nuts," sighed Jeff. "You already went there."
"Come on, Jeff. I have an idea. It's a crazy, insane idea, but ever since the group started all this outside-the-box thinking this idea keeps niggling at me."
"What idea?" asked Jeff.
"I don't want to tell you yet. Describe Melanie and then I'll tell you."
So Jeff did. He talked about how they met, and what she was like. Roberta wanted to know intimate details of what her body looked like, and what kinds of things she liked. She went on and on, asking him about the movies she liked, and didn't like, and what kinds of restaurants she liked, and the music she tuned into on the radio. Jeff was more and more mystified, but kept going. He tried to keep it positive, but eventually he described how spoiled she was, and how demanding she was, and how she overspent on the budget. He ended up, to his ultimate surprise, as classifying her as... shallow.
"Why she even married me is a mystery to me," said Jeff. "She knew I was going to be a teacher. You'd have thought she'd know teachers don't get paid squat. She should have married a millionaire. She'd make the perfect trophy wife."
Roberta stood there, a far away look in her eyes.
"It really is crazy," she said, "but it might actually work."
"What?!" said Jeff, his curiosity at a peak.
She looked at him. "Phillip is a go-getter. He wants to be a millionaire by the time he's thirty, and he's about three quarters of the way there... at least on paper. That's why he doesn't pay any attention to me. He's always working stocks, and glad-handing people, making deals, and going to big events, where people with money are. He used to take me with him. He said a wife can help motivate other people to trust him. But he stopped. Now his secretary goes with him. She's... blond... built... better looking than me. I think he's sleeping with her too."
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