Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Neither is that bikini or shoving your ass at my son and shaking it around." He sighed, "But all I want is for you to answer the question, and answer it honestly, do you like teasing him?"

"Maybe you should find another tutor." I made it up as if to get up. I couldn't lose this gig, but I couldn't admit I was teasing or it could be the end of my side job, hell my real job if Harshad wanted to push things.

"Katrina, please sit." Harshad spread his hands out, "Do I look upset? I'm simply asking a question and want a real answer."

When I remained seated, but didn't answer, he nodded.

"Okay, this is my bad as the kids say, I should have started this differently, but I wanted to have some fun with you." He tapped the table, "Katrina, what if I told you I am hoping the answer would be yes?"

"I would ask what game you're playing." For real, what was he getting at?"

"Right, I get it. You could get in trouble. Okay we'll try again. I'm hoping you were teasing him on purpose and if you were I can assure you, you're in no trouble at all."

I narrowed my eyes, "Have you been drinking Harshad ?"

"Katrina, I need help with something, something that involves Sunny, so one last time, were you teasing?" Before I could respond he added, "There could be something in this for you."

"In it for me?" I shrugged, "I'm getting curious and I'm taking you at your word." I sighed, "Yes I get a kick out of your son looking at me."

"Good." He laughed, "Not so hard, huh? Well I bet he was in fact I know he was, know how I know?"

"I don't think I want to know that." I shook my head.

"Katrina, remember last week I popped in right as you were finishing your lesson?"

"Yes."

"You left, Sunny went in his room and I had forgotten to ask him something so I walked in and caught him...well you know."

"You can call me a cock tease, but can't say jerking off?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Ha, good one." He laughed, "Guess it was a little awkward especially when I saw what he was jerking off to. It was a porn video."

"Nothing weird about that." I pointed out.

"The video was a teacher student thing. I stood behind him for a minute and couldn't help but notice the woman."

"Oh." I said simply.

"So the little shows you're putting on are getting results it seems."

"I am sorry; it was totally irresponsible of me and..."

"Here's the thing." He paused, "Katrina, I'm going to trust you with this. You've been tutoring Sunny since 3 years and I feel we know each other fairly well so I'm going to take a chance."

"With what?"

"I could care less Sunny is jacking off to porn with older women and teachers. If he's got a little crush on you? Fine, perfectly normal, you're a hot cougar to him."

"Thanks, I think."




"But the problem is all he does is jerk off..." He lowered his voice as if he thought someone were listening. "Sunny is a virgin."

"Really? But he's such a great kid! Not just looks either, he's nice." I grunted, "If nothing else you have money. I would think the girls would be on him just for that."

"Well in that case, I have no issue with him not falling for a gold digger, but he's just shy. Girls make him nervous and I can't get him going. I've set him up with friend's daughters, dragged him over to girls at parties to talk to them."

He slumped back in his chair, "He's interested, he'll talk to them, he'll go on a date, but never a second one and when I talk about it he gets all flustered, says he's not ready. He's 19 years old, a college sophomore! I don't want him getting married, but he should have some fun and it's not the girls, they run right up to them."

"I was talking with him about that, I asked if he had a girlfriend."

"I wonder if it's because his mom's gone and I never talked much about girls and sex. You know my mom died and I had no clue what I was doing either because my old man was too busy working to pay any attention to me."

"So what are you asking? For me to talk to him, tell him to go get laid?" I laughed, "He'd probably be too embarrassed to talk."

"Um, not exactly." Harshad resumed tapping the table nervously, "Know how I said I was like Sunny?"

"Yes."

"I was an attractive kid, a nice kid and girls flirted with me, but I was like him...just shy and scared and could never pull the trigger. I had chances, but I'd run with my tail between my legs."

"So what worked for you?"





"I'm getting to that. See my old man found out and he was outraged his son couldn't 'score' as he put it. So he did what he always did. He bought the solution."

"I'm not following." I said, confused.

"He picks me up from college, brings me to a hotel and leaves me with a hooker."

"What?" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, she wasn't a young college age type, but much older, probably about your age."

"Watch it." I pointed at him.

"But looking much younger of course." He grinned, "But yeah, pops bought me an escort to show me how to be a man. I was a nervous wreck, but she was nice. We chatted, she went nice and slow, eased me into it. I'd see her once a week for a couple of months."




"All paid?"

"Yup, my old man wanted me to know how to take care of a woman and that was the thing about it. He didn't want her to just take care of me, he wanted her to show me how to please a woman, to be a good lover, and know how to make a girl happy. So she gave me some private lessons."

"I guess so."

"And it worked. Next time I saw a girl that caught my eye I had no trouble asking her out then letting nature take its course."

"Well that was still kind of crappy." I told him.

"It was, but he had no clue what to do and I had no mother to help with the emotional side of things so that's what I got."




"So what does that have to do with now?" I asked.

"Sunny is in the same exact spot and he needs to learn to be with a woman." He looked away, took a deep breath then asked, "Katrina would you be willing to teach him?"

I stared at him, was he serious? He was avoiding making eye contact with me which told me this probably wasn't a joke, if it was he would be watching for my reaction, not looking everywhere else. He then sealed it when he said softly, "I'll pay you."

"Are you fucking kidding?" I blurted out, "What do you think I am; a whore?"

"No, no!" He put his hands out in a calming gesture, "I'm sorry, I know how it sounds, but I don't really mean it that way."

"You just offered to pay me to have sex with your son." I threw my hands up, "Who's barely a man."




"Eighteen is barely a man. He's 19 and let's face it; you didn't mind flaunting your tits to him, now did you? I know I just asked something out of the ordinary of you, but don't get so puffed up, you were cock teasing him and loving it." He pointed, "So am I really that far off in asking?"