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Old 13-09-2010, 09:00 PM
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Re: My attempt at sharing my experiences...

After school the next day, I met Tanya outside the school gates.

Me: Hi.

T: Hi.

Me: So how are we going to your place?

T: Oh. My chauffuer is on his way.

I got a shock. So she was rich. But she certainly did not act like a rich spoilt brat like some peiple I know.

Me: I see.

T: So how's school today? I didn't see you in Econs lecture?

Me: Er. I was in the gym. Sports day is coming up.

T: Wah. How do you expect to pass if you skip lectures?

Me: I don't think l'll be doing Econs la. Now first 3 months.

T: That's the wrong attitude.

I was thinking why the hell she was reprimanding me and whether she was actually willing to tutor me in Econs. However, I decided against talking back as even if I did not learn anything, I would get to be in close proximity with a hot JC girl, and maybe even get some action. Of course, the priority was passing the test, and later on the Econs common test. After all, the O Level results had not been released yet and I did not know if I would be able to stay in the same stream, or even in the same JC.

Shortly after, a silver BMW 5-series pulled up and Tanya got in, beckoning me to follow.

Having grown up not really well-to-do, the experience of being in a BMW was a totally new one. I breathed in deeply, taking in the leather scent, and of course, caught a whiff of Tanya's perfume. I felt uncomfortable being in the presence of wealth and Tanya could see it. She decided to break the ice by chatting with me, and asking questions about myself. I answered mostly in mono-syllables, seriously unsure of what to say.

She lived in a three storey bungalow somewhere in the Bukit Timah area. When we arrived at her house, there was no one there except her three maids, the chauffuer, and her younger twin sisters, who immediately got into the car, presumably off for piano lessons or something. Essentially, we were alone. She led me to her room on the third floor. It was huge, probably three times the size of my own bedroom, with a walk in wardrobe that had a hidden staircase leading to the attic.

The room was simply furnished, with a king-sized bed in the middle, a dresser, a sofa set, a huge rug and bean bags, and a large flat screen television. There was even an attached bathroom.

Me: Woah.

T: Yeah, my parents are wealthy. Don't look too much into it ok? I'm just a normal girl.

I was at a loss for words. Whoever her boyfriend was, he was a really lucky guy.

Me: So where do we study?

T: Upstairs, my study area is in the attic.

I headed up through the wardrobe and entered the attic. The ceiling seemed low but it was actually normal height. Tanya's two study tables were side-by-side, away from the window. Her desktop and laptop were on one, while the other was clear. Bookcases adorned the walls, with non-fiction and fiction literature. I noticed lots of Sidney Sheldon and Mills and Boon books, and a couple of trashy romance novels. As I was feeling thirsty, I headed back down the stairs and was treated to a sight that made my dick rise instantly.

Tanya was in the midst of undressing. Her uniform skirt around her ankles, revealing the FBT shorts she wore underneath. She was also halfway through unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her cream-coloured bra and ample chest. I missed a step and fell down the stairs.

Me: Shit.

I expected Tanya to scream or something. But she did not.

T: Hey, at least give a warning when you are coming down...

She finished unbuttoning her blouse and took it off, then bent down to retrieve her skirt. She walked towards me in her bra and shorts and dumped her unifor into the laundry basket beside me. All this while, I just sat there admiring her body. Not an inch of fat could be seen on her, and her rack complimented her slim figure nicely, not too big, and not too small.

T: See no touch okay?

She reached around her back and unhooked her bra, before turning around to remove it. She took a t-shirt from a hanger and slipped it on, before turning back to face me, tossing the bra into the laundry basket. I do not know if she did it on purpose but she missed and her bra landed in front of me.

T: Oops. Could you help me put that with the rest of the clothes?

By now my erection was already raging and I picked her bra up, sneaking a quick peek at the label. 34B. I put it in the laundry basket.

Me: Erm, are you always this open with guys around?

T: Yeah. Why not? It's not like we're fucking or anything.

Me: Raging.... Hormones...

I managed to stammer.

T: I'm sure you'll keep your hormones in check. Let's go study.

She proceeded up the stairs and I followed behind. Suddenly she stopped and I bumped into her, my hardon pressing against the back of her thigh.

T: Woah. What's that hard thing?

Me: Sorry. You stopped.

Tanya giggled and continued up the stairs. I had a mind to pin her to the ground and make sweet love to her, even though I had no prior experience in sex. But I realised that she could probably send me to jail for a very long time, and this time, managed to keep my dick in my pants.