Summertime Loving

She was surprised by the warmth radiating from him; the thickness of his cock made it impossible for her to wrap her hand around it fully. Travis watched her intently, caught between desire and self-control. He couldn't deny that he wanted to push her against the wall and claim her, but he knew he needed to rein in his instincts. He was fairly certain she wasn't ready to take that leap just yet.

"It's so big," she murmured, raising his cock to point upward. The sight sent a rush of excitement through her as she imagined how deep he could go inside her. With each passing moment, her arousal surged, wrapping around her like a warm embrace, fueling her fantasies and putting her in the mood for something more. The tension between them thickened, electrifying the air as they both felt the pull of their desires.

She slowly raised her head, noticing the blank expression on Travis's face. Confused by his silence, she wondered why he wasn't saying anything. Was he surprised? She hadn't expected to find him so unresponsive.

*Is he experienced? I heard that some guys don't like virgin girls,* she thought, her heart fluttering with uncertainty.

Judith eventually averted her gaze back down to his cock, her earlier confidence fading. Sensing her sadness, Travis asked softly, "You alright?"

She nodded, but a moment later, she raised her head again, her curiosity getting the better of her. "Travis, do you not like virgins?" she asked bluntly.

His eyes widened, taken aback by her straightforwardness, but he quickly grasped the source of her concern. "Oh, no, I don't. In fact, I'm also a virgin," he replied, a smile spreading across his face. The admission made Judith blush deeply, and she quickly turned away, hiding her face in her hands.

Travis chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around her waist, which sent a delightful tingle through her body. She felt the heat of his cock resting against her back, intensifying her blush even more.

'That was so embarrassing,' she thought, feeling a mix of vulnerability and excitement wash over her.

Travis moved away from her, which made Judith pout—a sight he didn't notice until she turned back to him. He couldn't help but poke her puffed cheeks, chuckling at how cute she looked. He wished he had his phone to capture the moment.

Judith then wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head against his chest, hiding her face from him. Even concealed, her deep red blush was visible, a striking contrast against her skin. It felt impossible in a realistic sense, but they both chose to ignore that for now.

His hands encircled her, and they basked in each other's warmth. Neither felt uncomfortable; it was a moment filled with pure interest and connection. Suddenly, Travis turned on the shower, causing her to shiver momentarily, but she quickly adapted, letting the warm water cascade over her.

"Let me help you bathe; it'll make things faster," he said, taking her clothes and beginning to rinse her body, washing away the sweat from places the water hadn't reached, like her inner thighs. Judith felt a rush of heat with each touch, her skin unusually sensitive. She couldn't quite understand why, but a part of her thought it was simply because she liked him.

After he finished bathing her, Judith took the initiative to wash him in return. She did everything gently, thoroughly cleaning him with a tenderness that demonstrated her devotion. Each caress and stroke revealed how much she cared for him, a clear indication that she only wished the best for him. Travis had to admit, she was truly wife material—everything he imagined a cute waifu from an anime would be.

"Travis, umm, my mom sells donuts. Why don't we go there sometime and get some?" Judith suggested timidly.

"Sure, that would be nice. It's a date then," he replied, a smile spreading across his face.

Judith's face lit up with a bright smile, and she nodded enthusiastically before continuing with what she loved. They soon finished bathing, and Travis turned off the water, taking a towel and wrapping it around her body to keep her warm. From what he understood, this could easily be an anime scenario, where characters often had an extremely weak immune system.

After they stepped out of the bath and entered the locker room, Judith offered him some moisturizer, which he happily accepted. Once they were done, they left the locker room and noticed that it had already grown dark outside.

"I'll drop you off by the door; Mrs. Smith wants to see me right now," he said. Judith nodded, and they began walking together. On the way, he asked for her number, promising to text her when he got home.

When they reached the door, Judith hugged Travis tightly, then ran away, leaving him chuckling at her cute nature. However, as he watched her disappear, his expression shifted to a blank stare. He wasn't sure what the rest of the day would hold, but he felt prepared. With determination, he jogged toward Mrs. Smith's office and knocked.

"Come in!" her voice called from inside. He took a deep breath and entered, ready for whatever was next.

He opened the door and walked in, finding Mrs. Smith sitting at her desk, her focus fixed on the laptop as she typed away.

"You may sit, Travis," she said without looking up.

He nodded and made his way to the chair across from her, settling down as he waited for her to speak. The silence stretched between them, the only sound being the gentle clicking of her keyboard. After a few moments, she finally looked up, her expression shifting from concentration to curiosity.

"Thank you for coming," she began, her tone serious. "I wanted to discuss your recent performance and see how you're feeling about your progress."

[A/N: Travis will not be touching Mrs. Smith for a while. That's what I'm changing in this chapter here. I would love to take things slowly.]

She began asking him a series of questions about his teachers and the support they provided to help him catch up on the time he had lost. Travis answered honestly, sharing everything except for the details he felt she shouldn't know. As Mrs. Smith typed notes on her laptop, he couldn't help but wonder why she was documenting their conversation.

'I thought I was going to get punished. Not that I was looking forward to it or anything,' he thought, feeling a mix of relief and confusion.

Once the interview concluded, she looked up and said, "Well, thank you for your time. Also, don't think I forgot about your punishment. Do push-ups."

Travis's heart sank slightly, realizing she had intended to follow through after all. He straightened his posture, bracing himself for the physical challenge ahead. "Alright," he replied, steeling himself for the task.

He left his bag on the chair and dropped down to the floor, preparing to do his push-ups. Mrs. Smith stepped in front of him, and as he looked up, he caught a brief glimpse of her panties.

When she saw him looking, a smirk spread across her face. 'What a bold young man. He needs to be corrected,' she thought, amusement dancing in her eyes.

TO BE CONTINUED