Ben enjoyed his time away from work. His love of travel meant he lived from week to week financially, but he had few complaints. Yes, some of those he had remained friends with for many years had done very well for themselves indeed, but Ben never felt envious, just happy for them.

Ben and Sally had been friends since their schooldays, despite living very different lives thereafter. Sally was successful, happily married and very proud of her children, but the fact Ben had chosen a different path never mattered once, whenever they caught up in person, or communicated in other ways.

As soon as Sally heard the news about her house move, she began to think about the problem leaving her old place empty for a while might present. Asking Ben to house-sit in the property that would be sold, whilst her husband's friend stayed in the new one, seemed perfect and it meant Sally and her husband, Paul, could enjoy a short break after the stress of property buying and the, as yet, unresolved issue of what to do with their former home.

"It won't be as exciting as your trips around the world, but we'd love you to stay, if you'd like to." Sally had said.

Ben arrived at Paul and Sally's spacious flat in the best neighbourhood for miles unsure of how he would spend his time. Once the homeowners had left him to house-sit, however, it didn't take long for Ben to realise that answering the door to couriers carrying letters and parcels would keep him busy enough.

The latest sound of the entry system's buzzer found Ben speaking to a young woman.

"I'm here to do Sally's windows. She told me someone called Ben would be house-sitting. I'm Tasha and I guess you must be Ben," the woman said.

Tasha explained that Sally let her keep her window cleaning equipment in her shed. She told Ben this was because her tiny bedsit was only a short walk away, but in a different world, in terms of space, to her friend's fine home.

"No blushing, but when Sally told me about you looking after this place, we ended up talking mostly about you. She reckons you're a gentleman, as well as an adventurer. When she said this, I decided there was no way I was cancelling a visit with an adventurous gentleman here. No chance whatsoever," Tasha said with a mischievous giggle.

Tasha told Ben she was supposed to be at the property to clean the french windows that opened onto the patio. Before she began to do this, Tasha slipped her dungarees off her shoulders and down to her waist and lifted the tee-shirt that was underneath them up and over her head. She knew that by doing this, any doubts she might have had suggesting she and Ben weren't reading from the same page would soon be resolved.

"So, here's how it goes. I'm going to clean the windows whilst I'm feeling horny as hell. You're going to watch me. After that, you're going to do whatever I ask you to and sort me out as well as your wicked, but gentlemanly, ways allow. I've every faith in your ability, I know a good guy when I meet them and the ones who aren't full of themselves tend to be the most fun anyway." Tasha explained.

Ben's travels had seen him survive many dramatic situations, most of which people would have found more scary than the one he had found himself in, but he was still struggling to make sense of it all.

Tasha realised Ben was a little unsure about her advances. She also knew he was far less experienced than those she normally allowed to try to please her, although she actually found this the biggest turn-on of all.

"Listen, learn, follow my lead and you'll blow my horny brains out, I know it," Tasha said.

As Tasha spoke, she reached down to pick up the bag she had with her, She often brought the canvas carrier to the house when cleaning the windows, as she liked to have a change of clothes and didn't feel like being out and about in her work gear. This time, however, the bag's contents were somewhat different to those it usually contained.

"I have a change of clothes in my bag, but I've also brought my toy box stuff with me today. I'd really like it if you'd use everything nicely when I tell you to, Ben," Tasha said with a cheeky smile.

Once she had spoken about the vibrators she had brought with her, Tasha asked Ben to look through the items she planned to use and then she left via the French doors to do her cleaning.

Watching Ben looking at her toys as she wiped the glass of the French doors made Tasha feel warm with anticipation. Her body was alive to the thoughts of what might be in store and she returned to the bedroom on the other side of the doors after the quickest clean the glass would ever see.

"Get me out of these clothes now. Dungarees, tee shirt, then wait!" Tasha demanded.

Tasha loved Ben's dutiful following of her instructions, the movements he made to comply with them delivering a further warm sensation of anticipation. When Ben lifted Tasha's tee-shirt over her head, she beamed a smile, once her face was visible and she paused to savour the moment until she was ready to issue further direction.

"Massage my shoulders, breasts and nipples. After that, kiss them all gently, then more firmly, Ben," Tasha said.

Tasha found Ben's following of her guidance a beautiful addition to the pleasure of his touch. Just as she had hoped, once his lips had travelled on their journey, their intensifying work on her erect nipples felt wonderful. Unhurried, the kisses lingered, as Tasha squeezed her body against Ben and although still fully dressed, Tasha could feel that Ben was erect inside his trousers.

"Good work, Ben," Tasha whispered, taking his hand and placing his fingertips at the front of her knickers, so he knew she was already aroused too.

"Slip a couple of those fingers inside me now, Ben and remember, your thumb's on top of your hand when it's on its side for a reason," Tasha demanded with a giggle,

Ben did as he had been told, slowly allowing his fingers and thumb to sit where they were needed and with just minimal direction. A sound of approval from Tasha confirmed all was as it should be, which came as a welcome boost to Ben's confidence.

"I'm as wet and horny as this because of you, Ben," Tasha whispered, before telling him to continue with what he was doing until she told him otherwise.

After a very pleasant time enjoying the massage, Tasha told Ben to get naked and join her on the bed. She also said he should fetch the black and gold vibrator out of her bag. Doing as he had been instructed, Ben retrieved the toy and then took his place next to Tasha, as instructed.

Although delighted with how things had begun, Tasha knew she would need to ensure Ben didn't worry and so she decided a brief moment of reassurance was appropriate.

"We both know who's the experienced one here and it's a real turn-on for me that it's not you. Remember that. If you feel ready to come at any time, just let me know and I'll tell you where to aim. I don't care how soon or not it is, or how often it happens, so just listen, follow and enjoy," Tasha said.

Tasha wanted Ben to remove her knickers, which he did without too much visible nervousness. He then switched on Tasha's black and gold toy and placed it against her pleasantly stirred wetness, once a power setting had been selected, Ben watched another smile spread across Tasha's face as he began his work and it was one that remained, once he had slowly eased the vibrator into her body and begun to move it with care.

"Bravo, Ben. A few kisses up my legs and onto my thighs next," Tasha demanded.

The combination of willing responses and the desire he showed to get things right was something Ben had already impressed Tasha with. She even felt he already knew it was what she wanted when she asked him to move the toy inside her with more purpose. This was another triumph and one Tasha felt boded well for what would follow.

A period of more vigorous movement of the vibrator was one Tasha responded to with happy giggles. A continuation of Ben's endeavours brought with it a realisation for Tasha that another set of orders was needed, ones which would move matters forward significantly.

"The toy's been lovely, Ben, but I think some lips and tongue down there next might even get you your first badge of the day," Tasha said with an excited tone in her voice.

After issuing her request, Tasha realised, if all went to plan, what was happening to her would probably mean a similar outcome for Ben. When Ben would join the party of release was uncertain, but Tasha knew she needed to experience it, whenever it happened.

"I'll slip your cock beneath my boobs. If you feel the need to come, doing it over my tits will probably get me where I'm looking to go, even if your kisses are still working on that project," Tasha said truthfully.

Top to toe, Ben eased inside Tasha with a flicking tongue and kisses that drew on her pulsating clit. Tasha liked the element of guiding the learner, it added so much, but, for whatever reason, Ben's debut was more than Tasha could have dared to have hoped for.

Ben's lips pursed and released upon Tasha with gradually increasing intensity. The laughter from Tasha's mouth was punctuated with loud sounds of arousal, as she squirmed at the wonderful sensations in her body. The pleasure was exquisite and it intensified further with a groan from Ben's mouth and the splash of his release onto her breasts as he reached orgasm.

Despite having the delight of her toy to savour, it was actually the sound from Ben's mouth and the thrill of his cum hitting her body that triggered Tasha's own climax. She gasped at its arrival in a mix of surprise and deep joy, as Ben kept his focus on his task with long, sucking kisses, delivered despite having been shaken by the force behind his own orgasm.

"You might have plenty to learn, Ben, but you've nailed that, I can assure you," Tasha announced loudly and with a very broad smile on her face.

Tasha realised the circumstances she found herself in had made her arousal more intense than might otherwise have been the case with a simple vibe and an expert fuck. She also knew that Ben would leave at the end of the night still with a great deal to learn. Even though this was all true, Tasha felt Ben had earned his first medal, for sure.

A glass of water each and shared giggles were the way Tasha and Ben marked the occasion that had taken place. Drinks finished, Tasha slipped back quickly into character once again.

"First gold medal, Ben, but it's time for you to get to work on the next job," the teacher told her pupil with a stern tone in her voice.

As Tasha spoke, her mind shifted briefly to previous occasions when she had killed the horny beast of need. On each of these, it had been with someone assured, experienced and wise about how to please. Ben was as different to the others as it was possible to be, but this was actually making everything more exciting for Tasha, in its own way.

Tasha told Ben to return to her bag and bring a very special piece to the party that was contained inside it. The simple item was a vibrator modelled on the one Tasha had first used when discovering the joy of toys and so it seemed highly appropriate for the occasion.

Tasha's explanation of the significance of her latest choice made Ben take a moment to consider what he had heard. Once he had done, Ben told Tasha he felt honoured to be given the responsibility for her nostalgia, although with a giggle of wickedness, Tasha responded by telling Ben to just get on with his duties.

"I'm going to kneel on the bed, You have to use the toy between my buttocks nicely with one hand and massage my clit with the other slipped between my legs. Let's go!" Tasha said enthusiastically.

Ben followed the instructions he had been given to the letter and Tasha absolutely loved it. His work with her blast from the past toy hit the spot so sweetly and Tasha's shifting hips made sure the massage between her legs did too.

"How's things at your end, Ben? I'm asking as a concerned tutor, of course," Tasha enquired with laughter.

Ben confirmed to Tasha he was approaching orgasm, the news mirrored by the reality for the questioner. Without delay, Tasha told Ben to slip himself between her buttocks, in place of her vibrator, the thought of her pupil coming between her cheeks as she climaxed being one Tasha couldn't resist, or needed to.

The feeling of Ben's cock slipping inside her was electric for Tasha. The toy of discovery from bygone days had made way for something that was even more meaningful, a treasured moment as her student prepared to venture into new territory for him.

Just as had been the case beforehand, it was Ben's moment of release that sent Tasha's body into a blissful climax. Her gorged wetness rode his touch wildly as he filled her between her cheeks and Ben's shout of excitement was all but drowned out by the shrieking, panting and laughter that tumbled loudly from Tasha's mouth.

Tasha loved hearing Ben's noises of orgasm, as his cock filled her with its load and all of the sounds he made whilst working to prolong this element of their pleasure too. Nostalgia-wise, the retro toy had been a huge hit, but the excitement of its debut had just been surpassed for Tasha by the pleasure she had experienced from both her pupil's work and hearing him so wonderfully aroused.

Tasha's climax was one she enjoyed with joy in her heart. The source of her happiness may have been different to most of the pleasure she had enjoyed previously, but this had been memorable and in a good way.

"Drinks break and another gold star presentation for you, Ben," Tasha said, as the pair took refreshment and a long shower together.

Once they had emerged from Sally's bathroom, Ben and Tasha spent a while simply snuggled up together. The roles of teacher and pupil were set aside briefly, as Tasha smiled at Ben's ability to have a normal conversation about trivialities that sounded so natural, given the circumstances.

Tasha enjoyed telling Ben a little about her life history and listening to him speak about his own. While this was happening, Tasha recalled how some of the most expert of her partners had struggled to talk much on topics that were unrelated to sex. Paradoxically, this memory made her feel freshly aroused.

"You might be the most well-adjusted person I've ever fucked, Ben...Oh hang on, I haven't actually done that yet, strictly speaking," Tasha told Ben with a roar of mischievous laughter.

With a glass of water in her hand, Tasha snapped back into teacher mode again next. It neither surprised, nor alarmed, Ben that she did so.

Tasha told Ben to go into a zipped compartment within the bag that was filled with her toys and bring her the package he would find inside it.

The handles and harness looked rather daunting to Ben, but Tasha quickly dispelled any of the worries he had with a mix of helpful information and humour.

"These are apparently good if you're trying to keep your balance when bouncing up and down on a cock. They'll either be fantastic, or they'll give us the best laugh we've had all day. Maybe both?" Tasha told Ben with a roar of laughter.

Although feeling impatiently horny, Tasha knew she had to do what she referred to as 'pre-flight checks' next. When she did so, Tasha felt Ben's cock certainly looked ready for action once more and the newly unpacked grab rails seemed perfect for her plans too.

With a clear vision in her head of how she saw things panning out, Tasha began issuing more instructions.

"This is where I get to fuck you, Ben. I'll not stop until I've fucked you into submission, unless you tell me to, of course, but you might want to let me bounce up and down on my pink toy first, so I don't snap you in two." Tasha warned.

Ben had sensed urgency and almost desperation in Tasha's voice when she had spoken. He knew this wasn't a time for meaningful questions, however, and so he positioned himself to allow Tasha to use the toy as she had stated and do so without his own body cramping her style.

Tasha had experimented previously to fine-tune her plan, so she felt confident everything was as it should be. Ben had assumed he would just be an observer for the first part of the action, but Tasha said she wanted to feel Ben's steadying presence on her, whilst she was working with the toy. Once he was aware of Tasha's wishes, Ben placed his hands on her waist and she began.

"That touch makes this a thousand times better, Ben. Well done!" Tasha said with honesty and excitement.

Ben's support took Tasha away from any thoughts she had of her handrails, which were now his guiding hands alone in the pictures created in her mind. Her toy was working its magic, enhanced by her saviour's presence and the time had arrived for what she felt was perhaps her most important instructions for Ben.

"Only you can finish me off now, Ben. I'm going to take whatever you have left to give me," Tasha cried out, almost pleadingly.

After moving into their previously arranged positions, Tasha lowered herself slowly onto Ben's erection. Her muscles gripped around his cock as she eased him in carefully, his hardness beating inside Tasha with her heart doing likewise loudly and quickly.

Ben fought to distract his mind from the reality of Tasha's body taking its vice-like grip on his cock and the movements upon it that followed. Despite the reassurances he had been given, Ben wanted to allow Tasha as much opportunity as he could for her to feel special and he knew he had rarely put as much effort into anything as he was doing at that moment.

The twitches that echoed into Tasha from Ben's attempts to hold back shook her body. Ben did everything possible to try to delay the inevitable, but it did not stop one last reminder of his qualities ringing into Tasha's ears.

"I'm going to come, Tasha. Tell me again that's OK, please." Ben begged.

"There's no issues. Come hard, Ben," Tasha screamed, as her body ignited with the onset of her climax.

Tasha's loud cry was still ringing around the bedroom, as the first wave of Ben's release crashed into her now writhing body. This felt unusually special to Tasha, as she fought to squeeze herself as tightly as possible around Ben's cock, using every ounce of her erotic strength.

Tasha could hear her own voice bellowing out in the midst of a notable finale. Random words and noises she had never been aware of using or making in similar situations previously sounded wonderfully weird to her. The searing heat within her was burning in a way only an expert had stirred previously and it felt so special. It was perfection itself.

Both Tasha and Ben had tears of joy on their reddened cheeks, as Tasha found the inner strength to surge further onto Ben's cock. Just as she had made it clear she would, Tasha continued to grip Ben inside her body for as long as she was enjoying her climax. Even when Ben had sensation alone left and he had been drained, Tasha kept surging.

Any discomfort Ben felt at the attention upon him was swept aside by the forces of erotic adrenaline inside him. Tasha's only means of keeping the heat of her climax burning brightly was to use Ben in the manner she was and the only person who could have had any issue with this did not.

Ben was hypnotised and he couldn't feel anything, apart from the euphoria of shared joy. Pain and discomfort were just words and they meant nothing in the context of what was happening. Ben felt so honoured to be there, as Tasha grinned and giggled throughout her climax and its endless aftershocks. Everything had been better than either Ben or Tasha had dared to hope it would be,

Ben and Tasha spent a while in casual conversation after their pleasure. Tasha said she'd love to be a fly on the wall when Sally asked Ben how the house-sitting had gone on her return from her trip. Ben told Tasha he would refer all questions to the window cleaner about this, which was exactly what he did.

Once it was time for Tasha to leave, she was soon packed and ready to do so. Ben gave her a smile as she prepared to walk out of the door, but the honour of the last word fell to Tasha.

"Platinum level. You just graduated with honours, Ben," she said.

The next time Sally had the opportunity to have a catch-up with Tasha, she heard the full story of Ben's period of house-sitting. Delighted for them both, Sally explained to Tasha that she had sold the venue of all of the excitement, which seemed an appropriate way to commemorate its use in her absence.

The next time Sally and Ben met, Sally's greeting to her friend showed him she would never change.

"Hello, Mr. Surprise Package. How's things with you?"