Chapter 1
There is no good time to have an accident; it is never convenient. For Stephen, this was especially true.
He had his accident at a time when his schedule was packed with work and academic deadlines and in a manner that did not even leave him with an interesting story to tell. Quite the opposite, in fact; it was a routine, boring accident.
The building lift was out of service for routine maintenance. He had to take the stairs.
He had simply missed a step taking out the garbage, lost his balance, tried to avoid dropping the garbage bags, made a vain attempt to grab the handrail, and fell backwards. It all happened in an instant.
A moment later, his head hit the step where his feet had been a second earlier, and the garbage bags ruptured over his chest to add insult to injury.
There are no good accidents.
Later in the hospital, the doctor explained he had suffered a concussion and he should consider himself lucky that it was not worse.
Stephen did not feel lucky as he climbed the same stairs that evening, stepping over the garbage that no one had bothered to pick up. He didn’t bother either.
The headaches started soon after, and so did something else. Something amazing.
Maybe there are good accidents.
Claudia was fully nude. She had just finished a shower. She put the razor aside and assessed the quality of her work on her legs and pussy. She shaved every day during her shower. It relaxed her, helped her think, and she liked how it looked and felt.
Today was an important day. It was the first day of the course.
She pulled on a black bra over her large breasts and a matching petite thong. The thong covered the essentials at the front, if only just, and offered no discretion at the back, leaving her ass fully visible. She always wore lingerie—Ladies Privilege.
Next, she selected formal black trousers cut tight to her exact size and a white fitted shirt. Two hours a day in the gym left her body toned, fit, and well able to benefit fully from fitted clothes.
Finally, she pulled her long blonde hair back into a ponytail. She examined the finished result in the mirror. It looked professional and chic. Frankly, it looked great.
Claudia needed to get permanency. She spoke four languages fluently. She had turned her love of languages into a career and loved inspiring others to learn a language and watch their skills develop.
Teaching was not what it used to be, though. Now, the majority of the positions were part of the gig economy. You got taken on for the duration of the course and then laid off.
At forty-four years of age, Claudia needed a full employment contract, and she was about to get it—hopefully.
Martha, the academy director and proprietor, had been clear and direct at the meeting.
“In order to progress to a permanent employment contract, everyone on the course must achieve a Grade B or higher at the final examination. This client firm is likely to have recurring enrolment requirements for Business German for their executive teams, and the contract is going to be very lucrative,” Martha explained.
“Grade B or higher, Claudia, and you are on staff permanently,” she had said and turned her attention back to her computer, signalling the meeting was over.
Clear and direct, as always.
Stephen always enjoyed the German class. He could leave work a bit early for it, and the teacher, Claudia, had a good sense of humour and always delivered an interesting class over the months. It made it easy to learn, if German could ever be easy to learn.
It also helped that Stephen thought Claudia was very good-looking. She had great tits.
At thirty-seven years old, Stephen was currently single and was looking forward to getting sent to Germany for a few weeks. He was especially looking forward to it if all the women were like Claudia.
He sat at the front of the class and listened somewhat to Claudia’s explanation of a grammar point raised in the text. Although he was listening to Claudia, his thoughts were on her tits concealed behind her tight, white fitted shirt.
When Claudia turned to her whiteboard to add a written example to illustrate the grammar point, Stephen’s gaze dropped to her ass. It looked to be toned and shapely behind her black formal trousers. He wanted to fuck her.
He idly wondered what kind of panties and bra she preferred, beginning to lose focus on her explanation and allowing his thoughts to move towards Claudia’s well-proportioned body and what it would be like to enjoy her.
He felt his cock beginning to stir with interest. He needed to concentrate on the grammar.
There was no warning. Everything was totally normal, and then it wasn’t. There was no peripheral or surrounding area to it. It was an intense, focused point of total pain in the centre of his forehead. It lasted an instant, but felt like an eternity and then was gone.
He leaned forward in his chair, blinked it away, and put his hands to his forehead. It felt the same as always. The pain had been inside his head.
He could hear Claudia continuing with her explanation and all the normal classroom sounds. No one had noticed his trauma. He felt normal again, but he wasn’t. He would never be normal again.
There are good accidents.
Stephen sat back in his chair and returned his attention to Claudia. He once again allowed his eyes to drop to her ass, and his thoughts returned to her underwear preference.
As he focused his thoughts on Claudia, his eyes narrowed and he found he could see Claudia’s ass fully, suddenly. Her clothes appeared to vanish. Although fully dressed, Claudia appeared nude before him.
He moved his gaze up her back and saw a tan line from her bra. Claudia finished her explanation and turned back to face the class.
Stephen did his best to remain calm and appear normal as he focused his gaze on Claudia.
Her tits were large with delicate nipples. He dropped his gaze a bit to see a shaved pussy. Her body was toned and sexy. He shifted in his seat to conceal his now fully erect penis bulging in his trousers and knocked his water bottle off the table, such was his haste.
“I am glad my explanation was so riveting, Stephen,” Claudia said with a smile, bending down to retrieve the bottle.
His focus broken and embarrassment rising, Claudia now appeared dressed again before Stephen.
“Thank you,” he said, wondering what was happening.
“I am sure you will all do very well in the mock exam tomorrow ahead of the final examination next week. As you know, the final exam will be administered by a third-party examining body. We have covered all syllabus items several times. Let’s do this class; I want to see great results all around,” Claudia said with her usual enthusiasm.
“I need to see great results all around,” Claudia thought with less enthusiasm.
Chapter 2
Stephen didn’t blame himself—quite the opposite. He would have been upset with himself had he not taken the opportunity to enjoy viewing Claudia nude yesterday. He had not been able to stop thinking about how she looked since or what he was now apparently able to do.
He was flooded by questions. Was it real? Had he imagined it? Was it permanent? Was he going crazy? Could he do it again?
All of the questions were answered earlier that day at the office. He had to know, so he tried.
He had focused his concentration and gaze on a colleague, Daphne, an attractive twenty-two-year-old intern who was busy photocopying documents. He willed it to work.
As before with Claudia, he was able to see through her dress, past a sexy thong, and finally to her nice, athletic, nude ass. She continued her work at the copier, unaware.
He had felt his cock beginning to harden, so he stopped. He had confirmed what he wanted to know. He also needed the job, and he wanted to go to Germany. He smiled with satisfaction.
There are good accidents.
But back to the here and now, the mock German exam. It was not going well from an examination point of view, but Stephen was enjoying it immensely.
He was certain that the current question related to the grammar point Claudia had spoken about yesterday, but clearly he recalled nothing of it.
His attention then was on Claudia, not on her explanation. It was also clear that German was not intuitive, and to speak it, you had to study it.
Claudia had positioned herself close to his desk, and she was leaning against a wall close to him as she supervised the exam. She was dressed smartly as always: black trousers, white shirt, black high-heeled formal shoes. She looked good, professional, and on the smart, sophisticated side of sexy.
From Stephen’s point of view, however, Claudia was fully nude. She had her back to him, shoulder against the wall, one foot pointed into the floor like an anchor to hold her in position, and hands by her side.
Stephen sat back in his chair and focused on her ass. It looked great, toned, and sexy. It was obvious she worked out. His cock was rock hard in his jeans, safely concealed under the desk. He enjoyed his erection.
Claudia had selected a white thong that morning, but Stephen simply removed it from his view. He admired her choice and taste in lingerie, but he was only interested in seeing all she had to offer.
He ran his eyes down her legs, which were equally toned and freshly shaved.
Next, he tried something new. He allowed himself to picture Claudia standing only in the black high-heeled shoes and otherwise nude.
Claudia turned around and walked towards his desk to supervise the other side of the hall. She kept her gaze level on some point ahead of her and walked past, now only wearing her high heels. They clicked on the wooden floor as she walked past.
Stephen saw her pussy again, freshly shaved, her breasts moving slightly as she walked, pink nipples pointing forward as if guiding her in the required direction.
His cock was straining against his jeans with desire. He wanted to fuck Claudia right now in the exam hall. He could think of nothing else, certainly not German grammar. He wanted to bend her over one of the desks and get to enjoying her shaved pussy.
He put his pen down in frustration and glanced around the room. His colleagues were all busy writing and reviewing completed papers. His script, by comparison, was incomplete and certainly error-laden.
Claudia again walked past him and stood directly in front of his desk.
“Pens down please,” Claudia announced after exactly one hour of the exam. Not a moment more or less. German precision.
Stephen kept his eyes directly focused on Claudia’s shaved pussy immediately in front of his desk. He could feel his shorts damp from precum from the desire of enjoying a nude Claudia clicking around the exam hall.
“I will collect your papers from you, and you are free to go. We will review the results tomorrow, and then you have the weekend to study before your exam on Monday. No parties this weekend please!” she said, smiling.
“Really, no parties; you all need to get a B grade or higher,” she thought.
Claudia sat absolutely still in her apartment. She wore only a bra and thong. She wanted to avoid running the air conditioning to save some money, and it was comfortable.
This could not be happening. It simply could not be the case. All students had achieved at least a B+ grade, some even an A grade. All students, that is, except for one: Stephen.
His script was incomplete. Some questions had not been attempted at all. Others were so poorly answered, even the most generous examiner could not afford him a basic pass. Not only was this not the required B grade, this was an outright fail.
Claudia put the script aside and sat back in her chair to think. This outcome was not expected. Stephen had appeared to be a strong student—interested, intelligent, and also good-looking.
He had participated actively in the class and had been charming, even flirtatious, during breaks.
“If you are going to flirt with me, Stephen, you will have to do it in German,” Claudia had said, smiling during one of the breaks.
The next day he did exactly that, obviously having put the time in overnight to perfect the delivery in German.
The class had enjoyed it, Stephen had excelled at his German, and Claudia had smiled at the attention and the compliments and used the whole event as a language learning tool. Such situations made language learning fun and dynamic.
Aside from her last class on grammar, where Claudia felt his attention had been elsewhere, perhaps on a work problem, he seemed to be focused and keeping pace with the class.
Claudia stood up, undid her bra, and pushed her thong to the floor. She picked up the shaving foam and razor and stood under the shower. She did her best thinking there. She began shaving her pussy and legs. She needed a solution before Monday.
“Charming, flirtatious, and good-looking you may be, Stephen, but you are not going to cost me my permanency,” Claudia thought. She knew what she had to do.
Chapter 3
The phone on Stephen’s desk buzzed. It was just after seven. He was not expecting a call.
“Yes?” Stephen answered the call.
“You failed your German exam. Whatever you are doing this weekend, cancel it. You are going to be studying with me,” Claudia said with forced confidence.
Stephen allowed himself to imagine her smooth nude ass and shaved pussy. He wondered if anyone was getting to enjoy it or if she was keeping it all for herself. He felt his cock beginning to get hard. He had been masturbating about her over the last few days.
“Good morning, Claudia,” he said after several moments.
“Yes, good morning. Listen, I reviewed your German exam, and it is a fail. We have to work together to get you to a good grade. It is really important,” Claudia hurried on.
“Remember, the actual exam on Monday is a two-hour exam, and you must be ready,” Claudia emphasised.
Stephen was amused. He sensed her unease, the almost panic in her tone. She must have some reason for her concern of which he was unaware. Obviously, there was an opportunity here.
“I am sorry, Claudia, this weekend I have plans, and if I get a chance I will try and review some of the material and hope for the best on the day of the exam. A pass is a pass, and that is all I need,” Stephen said, sitting back in his chair, which reclined with his weight.
“In any case, the college is closed at the weekends, Claudia,” he added, wondering what she was wearing.
Stephen thought she was no longer on the line. There was only silence, though the line still showed green as an ongoing call on his desktop phone, the seconds counting up.
Stephen decided to say nothing. Instead, he heard a sigh, and Claudia began to speak quickly.
“In order to get my permanency, every student must get a minimum of a B grade, Stephen. I really need this permanency, and you have to work with me to get to the required standard, or I will miss my chance. Everyone else from your group is at the standard. I don’t know what happened to you during the exam; I thought you were already at the required level, but your paper was terrible. Please, Stephen, work with me on this over the weekend,” Claudia said with emotion in her voice.
An opportunity indeed. Stephen felt his cock hardening at the thought of Claudia’s shaved pussy.
“In that case, of course I will help, and thank you for your interest in my exam, Claudia. May I host you at my apartment on Saturday afternoon and take you for dinner afterwards? We can chat in German, if that helps,” Stephen suggested.
“I think it is better if we meet at a cafe just underneath my apartment. That way, if we need any study material or additional books, I can access it easily from my library at home. I have a lot of material on hand for when I deliver online classes,” Claudia proposed as an alternative.
“Perfect then. Saturday at 5:00 PM work for you? I will give you my mobile number so we can keep up to date meanwhile,” Stephen added.
A few minutes later, Stephen’s phone buzzed with the cafe address. It was in a downmarket part of town with which he was not familiar.
Claudia’s profile picture was an attractive picture of her smiling, pointing to a blackboard covered in German text.
He clicked on the picture and brought it up full size on his screen. He focused on it.
“There are no limits,” he thought as he now viewed the same picture, but with a fully nude Claudia. Pussy once again shaved, breasts standing out.
“Very nice,” he thought.
His cock was now fully erect, but work was not the place to find release. He returned his attention to his computer. “Saturday at 5:00 PM,” he thought with a smile.
Everything had to go well. Claudia had collated all past papers available from the examining body. They were largely similar every year as the syllabus remained constant.
She had summarised all topics covered in the questions and prepared vocabulary and verb tables together with sample answers. It was all ready in a study pack. She had stayed up most of the night making sure it was correct and complete.
Claudia stood nude in the shower. Her legs and pussy were covered in shaving foam, and she was running her razor expertly over the foam to achieve the smooth result she so enjoyed.
Her mind was on the evening ahead. She hoped all the preparation would get Stephen to where he needed to be, and her permanency might still be an option.
She was also looking forward to going out to dinner. It had been a very long time since she had been taken out to dinner, and Stephen was attractive, charming, and witty.
She had found herself looking at him from time to time in the class, and he always seemed to have a smile on his face, especially since he had fallen on his stairs recently.
“Still, this was not a date. He just needs my help to pass the exam, and he is concerned about my career too. I contacted him after all,” Claudia concluded.
Just as she was running the razor over her pussy, her phone buzzed outside the shower. She nicked herself with the razor and inhaled sharply, feeling the blade cut her pussy.
She hoped it was not Stephen cancelling, both for the sake of the exam and for her evening ahead.
“Red or White?” the message simply said.
“Red, of course,” she replied, typing nude, dripping on her bathroom floor.
“It’s a date,” came the reply with a smiley and nothing more.
Claudia stood nude in her bedroom before her drawers. She selected a blue lacy bra and white skimpy thong. She ran her hands over her legs and up to her pussy. Perfect, except for the small cut—not that anyone was going to see it.
Her breasts pushed out against the bra, with nipples partially visible behind the silk. Claudia liked lingerie and enjoyed looking her best. She did not have a large disposable income, but allowed herself a trip to the lingerie boutique every few months.
Not that it got her anywhere. All her girlfriends agreed, especially the single ones: it was impossible to find a decent guy in this town.
She selected a nice summer dress and a pair of comfy sandals. Hair tied back, sunglasses pushed up on her hair, and her bag over her shoulder, she was ready. Or more precisely, ready and nervous.
This was not a date, she thought, closing the door to her apartment. It was like stepping out into another world. Her apartment was well organised to optimise the limited space available, clean to the point of perfection, and painted in bright colours to suit Claudia’s personality.
The public areas of the building, by contrast, were grey and unpleasant and not always very clean.
She was always glad to close her apartment door behind her and leave the stairwell outside. This evening, though, she felt excitement building.
“It was not a date,” she reminded herself.
She took the stairs down one level, exited the building to the right, and walked straight into the cafe fifteen minutes early.
Chapter 4
Stephen’s day had started differently.
Preparation is everything. Stephen knew that. He always had known that. He had risen to a senior position in his company and was not yet forty. Go in with everything you need, or don’t go in at all. Simple.
He had risen early that morning and got to work on German. He reviewed all the notes that Claudia had provided since the start of the course. He made sure he was comfortable with everything. No exceptions.
He was amused to also find his notes for chatting her up that evening at the class.
A fond, fun memory, but Claudia had seemed somewhat embarrassed and had used it as a learning aid for her class to avoid being the focus of attention. Still, it was good to have tried.
Next, he went back over the mock exam and completed it fully and correctly with the occasional assistance of an AI tutor.
“Not nearly as interesting as one of Claudia’s classes, especially recently,” he thought with a smile, picturing Claudia’s shaved pussy and big tits in his mind.
Finally, he had reviewed all the grammar explanations.
Then he went to the website of the examining body and purchased all the past papers.
He fed them into his computer and asked his AI assistant to generate an exam paper based on the previous questions available, with a separate ideal answer sheet.
He stood up, turned his phone off, and sat at his desk for the next two hours, exactly completing the exam. Preparation is everything.
Finally, he compared his answers to the ideal generated by the AI assistant.
He sat back in his chair. It reclined with his weight. He was ready and not nervous. Just ready.
When you have done all you can, just go and enjoy the event.
He picked up the bottle of gift-wrapped red wine, closed the door to his apartment, and caught the lift down from the top floor. It glided him down silently, and he left the building and hailed a taxi.
He would be there early. She would not be impressed if he was late; plus, it was professional, good manners, and gentlemanly to arrive early. Stephen wanted to impress. He also wanted to fuck Claudia tonight.
“I don’t get many fares from this neighbourhood to that part of town,” was all the taxi driver said with some disapproval when Stephen had provided the address.
He arrived at 4:30 PM, paid the somewhat grumpy taxi driver who seemed anxious to leave the area, and went straight into the cafe.
He saw Claudia walk in, dressed in a smart summer dress and looking stunning. He allowed himself a brief moment to focus on her as she approached the table to enjoy the view of her breasts and pussy, but he needed his concentration on other matters, at least at first.
Many questions, many answers, all correct.
Only one question remained, and for that Claudia had no answer.
After two hours of scrutiny, practice papers, verb tables, and vocabulary sheets, Stephen had answered each question correctly. Not just good enough, but entirely correctly. This was an error-free demonstration of German fluency—an A grade, no doubt.
“Congratulations, Stephen. I am so happy for you, and frankly, relieved for myself,” Claudia said, sitting forward in her chair, elbows planted on the table and her chin resting on her joined hands.
“I just don’t understand what happened during the exam, though?” Claudia added with a smile.
Stephen sat back in his chair.
Preparation always paid off and always felt good.
He looked at the smiling Claudia opposite. She was completely nude in the cafe from his perspective.
Her breasts appeared between her arms, nipples dancing in and out of view from behind her arms as she moved with her conversation.
“I guess I just got distracted,” he said, smiling, avoiding the view of her tits with some difficulty.
“But at least I got to spend an enjoyable afternoon with you, Claudia,” he added, standing and beginning to clear his side of the table of his papers.
He put everything into a smart brown leather bag and slung it over his shoulder in a single movement executed to perfection.
“He is tall, athletic, well-dressed, charming, confident, looks great, and apparently speaks very good German, and he is about to walk out the door,” Claudia thought.
“Thank you,” Claudia said, smiling, but with a sinking feeling.
“Was the evening finished?” she wondered as she too packed her bag, fearing another evening of sitting alone in front of the television.
“And now, I am taking you out to dinner,” he said, taking her hand confidently as he approached her side of the table.
“And I won’t take no for an answer, Claudia,” he added, smiling whilst he opened the door for her, and he stood back to allow her to pass, enjoying the view of her nude, shapely ass.
A local taxi stopped, and Stephen opened the door for Claudia and watched her get in, from his perspective, once again fully nude.
He followed her into the back seat and took her hand again as he sat down and began chatting to the driver and Claudia.
He glanced down at her pussy once or twice. Her breasts moved a bit with the motion of the car, and he had to try hard to avoid an erection.
“I seem to spend the evening opening doors for you, Claudia,” Stephen said, smiling, standing aside to allow her through the restaurant door.
Claudia returned the smile, feeling great about the evening ahead.
The restaurant was unfamiliar to Claudia, perhaps a bit upmarket for her tastes and definitely for her budget.
The ambience was warm, the food was delicious, the wine was fabulous, and Stephen was the perfect gentleman, switching between English and German and listening to Claudia talk about her life and many achievements.
The conversation flowed easily, and Claudia talked about herself, her travels over the years, her love of languages, and how she developed it into a career.
“And now, hopefully your permanent position, if I don’t let you down, of course,” Stephen said, smiling.
The bill never arrived. Claudia had returned from the ladies’ room and everything was done.
“The pleasure was all mine,” Stephen had simply said as Claudia retrieved her purse from her bag.
Another taxi ride, and Stephen again took Claudia’s hand and allowed his hand to rest on her leg. Her dress had ridden up her leg above her knee as she entered the taxi, and Stephen put his hand there, holding hers.
Claudia squeezed his hand a bit and pushed it down a bit onto her leg and guided it further up.
Her leg felt soft and smooth. Stephen could feel his cock beginning to swell, and he concentrated hard on the conversation with the driver.
They were back at the cafe, and it was only a little after 9:00 PM.
There are no awkward moments.
Stephen flipped his leather bag open and presented Claudia with the wrapped bottle of red.
“Red, as requested,” he said.
He followed her up the stairwell, admiring her nude ass.
“This time I open the door for you,” Claudia said, smiling, as she pushed the door to her apartment open.
It was like two different worlds. The ascent from street level through the stairwell area to Claudia’s apartment had left Stephen wondering about what the apartment would be like.
The dull greys of the public areas gave way to bright colours, fresh scents, and a tidy, well-maintained apartment.
Claudia closed the door and leaned back against it, looking at Stephen.
Stephen turned around and kissed Claudia fully, allowing his tongue to dance with hers, his cock immediately responding after so much pent-up desire.
She pushed him back after a long kiss.
“You are not allowed to kiss the teacher,” she said, smiling, her hands dropping to his belt.
She began to undo his belt and button his jeans down whilst looking him in the eye.
Stephen felt her hands brush against his cock as she unbuttoned his trousers.
He continued to look her in the eye. She felt her hands round his shorts and push them over his ass. His cock sprang free and fully erect.
“I will get the wine open, and you remove your clothes, Stephen,” she said, allowing her gaze to drop to his engorged cock and smiling.
“Very nice, Stephen,” Claudia said with approval, her pussy drenched with anticipation.
Chapter 5
Stephen stood fully nude in front of Claudia, holding his glass of wine. His cock was fully erect, and he did not try to conceal it from Claudia’s view.
She was seated in front of him in her summer dress, but she had let her hair down.
“So why did you fail the exam, Stephen?” she asked, looking directly at his cock with admiration. It was fully shaved, thick, lined with blood vessels, and shiny at the tip with excitement.
Stephen didn’t say anything.
He simply stood there nude and erect and took a sip of his wine.
“An excellent red,” he finally said, putting the glass down.
“The exam?” Claudia reminded him, standing up and walking around him, brushing against his erection as she passed.
He strained his cock forward to prolong the contact and the fleeting pleasure of her touch.
Stephen remained facing forward, looking at the chair where Claudia had been.
“I got distracted by imagining you walking around the exam hall nude except for your high-heeled shoes. I wanted to bend you over one of the desks and fuck you, Claudia,” he said in a matter-of-fact manner.
“It cost me the exam, but I have no regrets. I would do it again,” he said defiantly and took the chance to rub his cock a little to add emphasis to his answer.
There are no awkward moments.
Stephen heard Claudia’s dress drop to the ground behind him. Then her bra flew through the air and landed on the chair on which his gaze had remained. The bra was joined shortly afterwards by Claudia’s thong. Two perfect shots.
Claudia walked back around him and stood in front of Stephen a few paces back, fully nude, wine glass in hand.
Stephen remained still and took in the view before him, his cock hardening even further to the point of pain.
Her familiar pink nipples stood out on her breasts with excitement, her pussy shaved to perfection save for the razor nip, her body toned and athletic.
“I see,” Claudia said, taking a sip of her wine.
Stephen walked over to her, took the wine glass from her hand, and put it carefully aside.
Next, he put his hand to her waist and turned her around, pushing her forward, bending her over her table. He stood behind her. She felt his hands push her legs further apart and his cock probing her vagina.
Claudia spread both her hands wide on the table, her nipples occasionally touching the table, sending shocks of anticipation through her breasts.
Stephen’s cock filled her pussy fully, and she gasped with pleasure. She felt full.
He did not pause, and his thrusts were full and complete, and the table moved under his efforts.
Claudia orgasmed loudly and completely on her kitchen table, with wave after wave of pleasure flowing through her with Stephen’s cock embedded deep in her pussy. It had been so long.
Stephen took her by her hand and led her to her bedroom. He lay down on her bed, pushed his cock up, and gestured for her to climb on top. She eagerly mounted him, hungry for more of the same pleasure.
His cock slid easily again into Claudia’s wet pussy. Her breasts were in his face, occasionally moving against his cheek, but he kept his hands firmly locked on her soft, muscled ass.
She orgasmed again loudly in jerks on top of his cock, allowing the pleasure to flow through her.
When she was done, Stephen allowed himself to find the same release, exploding with ecstasy, followed by a sudden intense pain in his forehead, as before in class.
Pain and pleasure.
The cafe was the same the next morning, as was the dynamic between Claudia and Stephen. They were adults.
Something had changed, though.
What the accident and the pain had given, it had also taken away. When he focused on Claudia, nothing happened. She remained dressed.
Claudia sat opposite Stephen, chatting casually about her last trip to Germany. As before, Stephen enjoyed listening to her and hearing about her past adventures.
He had also enjoyed showering with her that morning and watching her shave her legs and pussy. She had chatted in the shower, explaining her morning routine to him.
He had enjoyed watching her work on her pussy so much that shower sex followed, and another shower was required.
“This one?” Claudia had said later, standing nude before him with a white see-through lacy bra in one hand.
“Or this one,” she said, picking another one from her collection. He lay on her bed, nude and erect with no plans ahead for the day.
“Neither,” he had replied with a smile and gestured her to him.
“We will never have breakfast at this rate,” she said, dropping both bras into the drawer and climbing back onto his hard cock for another session.
“We can make it lunch instead,” Stephen said, moving his hands to her tits and pushing his cock as far as possible into Claudia’s already wet pussy.
Chapter 6
A lot of things happened that Wednesday.
Claudia got her permanency. Stephen topped the company group with his German exam results.
The expansion in Germany got delayed due to what the director had called “logistical issues.”
“It is simply a delay, Stephen,” he had explained during the meeting. “Perhaps a year, maybe two,” he added.
“Meanwhile, the company would like you to continue to improve your German, and we are going to fund personal, one-on-one classes for you, specifically in Business German.”
“We have identified the requirement to the language academy, and they have agreed to provide the same teacher, a Claudia, to provide the instruction.”
That evening, Stephen stood fully nude with his hands cuffed behind his back in Claudia’s apartment. His cock was rock hard.
She wore a black leather corset and leather thigh-high boots. She carried a whip in one hand.
“Business Deutsch, Tag Eins,” Claudia said and brought the whip sharply across Stephen’s cock, which was already soaked from precum.“Ja, Madam,” he said, smiling with pleasure.
There are good accidents.
The End.
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