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Teach Her, Teacher!	By : EroPrincess Category: Digimon > Het-Male/Female Views: 17815 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“I got my t-shirt and my panties on…” Adina Howard; Woo Soundtrack

Lesson 2: Teach Her, Teacher!

“Motomiya Daisuke, what in the world has gotten into you?” Jun scolded her younger brother. She looked at Kari's bright pink face, and shook her head. “I apologize for my brother's actions. I didn't think he'd be rude to you.”

Kari was too afraid to speak; she merely nodded.

Turning back to Davis, Jun continued her rant. “Why would you say something like that?”

Davis only shrugged and strolled to the manager's chair. He relaxed in it and propped his feet on the desk. Crossing his ankles and folding his hands behind his head, Davis replied, “I'm only saying she looks a little too plain to work here. When I hired you for the general manager's position, I expected you to bring Playboy models into my restaurant; and you did. But now instead of looking at a Bunny, I'm staring at a cast member from The Little House on the Prairie.”

Kari's eyes widened and her face flushed a deeper shade of pink with embarrassment.

Davis continued before Jun could respond. “I'm not saying she isn't pretty, in a Jennifer ‘Love’ Hewitt, Party of Five kind of way. What I'm saying is she appears…basic.”

That's because I'm a basic person. Kari lowered her head to avoid Davis' eyes staring disapprovingly at her.

“You're embarrassing her, Davis!” Jun shouted at her uncompassionate brother. “Stop it.”

He only shrugged, not really caring, again. “Hey, in order to work here my employees have to have guts and a backbone. You have that, don't you, Kari?”

The way her name casually rolled off his tongue caused Kari to blush again. It sounded so…dare she think sensual…

Looking up at him again, Kari nodded at her new boss. “Yes, Mr. Motomiya.”

Blinking rapidly, Davis' eyes widened at how Kari spoke his name. Call him a pervert yes, but to him it sounded sexual. It was almost as if she was submitting to him willingly. Instantly he pictured the two of them naked in his suite, and she was on her knees blindfolded in front of him. “Mr. Motomiya” escaped her soft, rose tinted lips, which she licked and parted right before she…

“Don't listen to him, Kari.” Jun interrupted Davis' reverie and in good timing, too. He adjusted his position in the chair until his thighs were under the desk, concealing his instant erection.

“Come with me I'll show you around, and then you can go home.”

“Thank you, Jun.” Kari happily followed Jun outside of the office, completely aware of Davis' eyes on her.

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“Oh, whatta day,” Kari sighed and fell backwards on the soft bed in her apartment. “Jun seems nice, but her brother…what-a-jerk!” Kari giggled a little. “But he's a cute jerk. I should shower.”

Kari rose and looked at the digital numbers on the alarm clock sitting beside the bed: nine-seventeen pm. “I don't want to be late for my first day on the job.”

She was so proud at what she accomplished; she immediately called her family to share the good news. Of course, they congratulated her and they even decided to stop by to visit sometime. Her mother even agreed to bake a housewarming casserole to bring.

Shuddering at the thought of tasting her mother's cooking, Kari politely declined the offer. Stepping out of her dirty clothes, Kari tossed them inside of the empty walk-in closet, reminding herself to purchase a hamper.

She entered the bathroom and turned on the shower. Stepping inside of the shower, she closed the glass door and welcomed the hot, steamy water relaxing the tension in her muscles after a day's worth of shopping.

Lathering her body and hair with lavender and vanilla scented body wash and shampoo, Kari deeply inhaled the soft, invigorating scent into her lungs. “Ah, aromatherapy, there's nothing better.”

Finished with the shower, Kari emerged from it and entered her bedroom. After towel drying her body and hair, she applied the matching lavender and vanilla scented lotion to her damp skin and combed her damp hair.

Finding a short t-shirt in her carry-on bag, Kari slipped it over her head and dug through the bag, searching until she found what she was looking for. Retrieving the cotton undergarment, Kari laughed when she held up the panties to inspect them.

Purple and pink My Little Ponies surrounded the underwear, with matching rainbows. It was a gag gift for her eighteenth birthday given to her by her best friend Inoue “Yolei” Miyako. Yolei swore she was the last virgin on Earth, so her BFF (Best Friend Forever) figured a package of My Little Pony panties were the perfect gift.

Kari shrugged the memory away. She only kept them because they were super-comfortable. Slipping into them, she sashayed around the room singing Jessica Simpson's “I Think I'm in Love”.

Entering the living room to satisfy another caramel chew craving, Kari picked the candy from the dish and accidentally dropped it. Dropping down on all fours, Kari continued singing while she looked underneath the sofa for the candy.

She peeked underneath the furniture and located the annoying sweet. Arching her back so she could stretch her arm to reach the foil wrapper, Kari never heard the front door open and close. Nor was she aware there was another presence in the room.

“Boy, I think that I'm in love with you; You got me doin' silly things when it comes to you…!” Shaking her now exposed My Little Pony-covered booty to the imaginary tune in her head, Kari raised her backside, and arched her back more to grab the hard-to-reach candy.

Davis only thought of two words when he entered his un-empty flat: Sweet. Ass.

He expected the place to be empty just as he left it before he took his business trip to Australia. Never did he expect to find a girl's ass rose in the air moving from side-to-side. Not that he minded one bit. It was after all, an incredibly: Sweet. Ass.

Walking softly so he wouldn't disturb whomever it was searching underneath the sofa for whatever they were looking for, Davis unashamedly leaned forward for a closer view. His eyebrows rose when he studied her round, firm backside and saw pink and purple horses and rainbows decorated her panties.

My Little Pony underwear, he thought unbelievingly, is she for real?

Sinking to his knees, Davis peeked in between her legs and nodded appreciatively at the imprint on the crotch of her underwear, nice and ripe, just how I like my pussy.

His head moved with the rhythm of the girl's backside, and soon Davis became mesmerized. He knew he could easily sit right there for the rest of the evening and stare at her panties without a problem.

Holding back a chuckle, he shook away a few memories of him wearing mirrors on his shoes so he could peek under the girls' skirts in high school. Only this is so much better.

Inspecting her crotch more closely, Davis licked his lips when he noticed a few tight, honey-colored curls peeking outside of the fabric. Ah, so my intruder is a natural-born brunette. Now—not that I'm complaining—if only I could see her face. He stood and waited.

At that moment, Kari stopped singing long enough to shout, “Ah, ha, I found it!” Moving her body along the carpet, Kari rose to her feet, turned around, and gasped at her visitor. Stumbling backwards from surprise, she tripped and fell on the floor against the sofa with her legs wide open…

Davis' eyes landed on the center of Kari's body, again. His brows rose in shock when he realized it was the same girl from his restaurant earlier. Shaking his head, Davis quickly regained his composure and focused.

His brown eyes darkened almost black with lust, and he envisioned himself in between her legs, thrusting, stabbing, positioning in and out of her on the floor until she cried, “Mr. Motomiya” repeatedly, until they both came.

Following Davis' gaze, Kari blushed from humiliation and immediately closed her legs. “I…didn't mean to…flash you…”

Extending his hand, Davis closed his fingers around Kari's to help her up. His eyes widened when he felt a jolt of electricity shoot through his arm from the contact. He figured Kari must've felt it too, because she quickly released her hand from his.

Shaking her head curiously, she asked, “What are you doing in my apartment?”

“No, you mean my apartment,” Davis replied sarcastically.

“I paid a deposit, and signed the lease this morning,” Kari told him; also, she was embarrassed from the heck of a peep show she knew he just received at her expense. “I have the papers in the back to prove it. Your friend Ichijouji Ken rented it out to me.”

“Oh.” Davis knew his new employee was right. He told his best friend if he didn't return home from his trip after six months, then to rent the flat out. He was gone for almost a year. However, he was no longer paying her words any attention. His gaze now rested on her soft, ample breasts, which were visible through the transparent cotton of her t-shirt.

Her areolas are quarter-sized and they match the color of her eyes. Beautiful. Narrowing his gaze, Davis smirked at her erect nipples stretching the fabric. He rubbed his hands together to keep from reaching to cup and fondle her breasts.

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Davis replied, “You're right, I forgot. I usually come here to check out the place to make sure everything's okay.”

“It…it is…” Kari rasped out. She too, was no longer paying attention to their conversation. Her eyes focused on the large bulge in Davis' pants. With her jaw slightly unhinged, she breathed out, “Wow…”

He followed her eyes and noticed they were rooted to his dick. Smirking arrogantly, he closed his hands behind his back, and purposefully rocked back and forth on his heels so his erection would protrude more.

Davis casually spoke. “I live in the penthouse right above you. You're more than welcome to come if you need anything: food, laundry, whatever, my maid Catherine will take good care of you.”

Kari's eyes still focused on the heavy erection straining against Davis' slacks. “Yes, Mr. Motomiya,” she whispered.

Davis stopped rocking, closed his eyes, and winced when she called him by his last name. If she called him “Mr. Motomiya” one more time, he'll surely take her right there on the sofa, no questions asked, My Little Pony panties and all!

“Please, call me Davis,” he suggested, although a huge part of him wanted her to say “Mr. Motomiya” again…

Kari only nodded. “Alright, Davis; It's getting late and I have to work with your sister tomorrow…”

“Hmm,” Davis filled his vision with Kari standing in front of him with her wet hair barely touching her shoulders, her small t-shirt fitting against her medium-sized breasts, with her nipples pointing directly at him. He also made sure he didn't forget her adorable My Little Pony underwear. Of course, the thoughts he had weren't anywhere close to adorable.

Before he left, he stepped to her and leaned against her ear. He took pleasure in knowing that Kari was trembling. Whether from nervousness or excitement, it didn't matter. Davis was only glad that he was making her feel that way at the moment.

Breathing in the sweet scent of lavender and vanilla, he also saved that in his memory for future erotic fantasies of Kari. He didn't doubt that he would be having many of them. He whispered, “Goodnight.”

“Same t-to…you…” Kari stammered. She watched Davis exit her apartment without a backward glance. She finally exhaled the long breath she'd been holding since she discovered him in her apartment.

Locking her door with the candy now forgotten, Kari rushed to her bedroom, closed and locked the door. Slipping underneath the thick comforter, Kari closed her eyes and rested her head against the pillows. Her imagination replayed the living room incident; except when Davis' gaze trailed her body, she imagined the star athlete at her college Takaishi “TK” Takeru's hands were the substitute.

Just like every other female at her college, Kari was completely and hopelessly infatuated with the blond basketball star. They were even staff on the college paper together! She's the photographer, and he's a reporter.

Unfortunately, Takeru didn't even notice she was alive. She often frequented his games to photograph the highlights, and afterwards she'd leave whenever he'd lead their school to victory. His flock of female groupies would surround him and she'd rush home to imagine being in their place…for only once.

Since Takeru wasn't in bed with her, Kari's hands filled the void. She placed both of them on her breasts, kneading the sensitive flesh through her shirt. “Uh…ah…Takeru…” she released small gasps of pleasure. She tweaked and pulled her nipples until she felt her center throbbing with need.

Thank goodness, Kari was familiar and comfortable enough to touch her body. She only petted herself through her clothes whenever she felt the dire need. It didn't happen often, but it wasn't so foreign that she felt weird about it, either. Seeing Davis looking and reacting to her like that made touching herself necessary.

Keeping one hand on her breast, Kari used the other to creep lower until she touched the outside of panties. Rubbing her erect clitoris against her panties, Kari had to stifle a cry by biting her lip from the sensational friction that began. She pictured Davis' gaze in between her legs, and imagined Takeru's eyes and hands there, instead.

She matched the pace of her hand on her breast, and the one in between her legs, rubbing vigorously. Kari's body twisted and turned, and she felt her body vibrate, then stiffing preparing for her release.

Gaining more rhythm and momentum, Kari's hips rose from the bed and she humped desperately against her hand. Unable to control it any longer, she felt her body implode and with a soft cry, she soaked her underwear with her orgasmic fluid.

Kari grabbed one of the pillows, placed it between her legs, and squeezed, wanting to savor the incredible feeling. Clutching another pillow against her face, she imagined it was Takeru's chest she was resting her head on after an incredible bout of lovemaking. Stroking the pillow admiringly, Kari whimpered Takeru's name until she fell asleep.
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