After my divorce, I had picked up a few second jobs before ending up tutoring one of my son’s friends, Nick, and babysitting his younger brother. They were a rich family and paid me well, so I was happy to go over to their house a few times a week. Babysitting the younger kid was not a problem but tutoring Nick was hard because he would easily get distracted or just be plain lazy. His grades had gone up at first with my help but that was no longer the case and it worried me. I didn’t want to lose the good income that supported me and my son, all because of a sixteen-year-old who could easily get A’s if he only tried. I had to get him back on track no matter what.
I tried various approaches over the next couple of weeks and nothing seemed to work. He was too focused on his phone and checking me out when he thought I wouldn’t notice. I needed to get his grades up before the next report card, so his parents wouldn’t notice he was falling behind. I looked online for ideas but none of them would work with Nick. One crazy approach crossed my mind, but I was too scared to even consider it.
Another week passed which meant the report card date was getting closer and that was what pushed me to open my mind and consider more options. My plan was crazy and daring but I really thought it would work with Nick, since he was a sixteen-year-old with raging hormones. The approach was to wear something that caught his attention and if he performed well, he would continue to see me in a variety of nice outfits.
The first day of my plan, I wore a blue tank top and black yoga pants that would surely delight his eyes. I got exactly what I wanted when he said, “You look great today.”
“Thanks. I put a little more effort into my outfit today and I’d like for you to put more effort into the books,” I said. It didn’t come across as smoothly as I wanted but it was a start. I made sure to give him good looks of my breasts by leaning forward more than I needed to, and I also bent over almost right in front of him while I graded his paper to show off my ass.
I continued the same approach until the day of the report card. I felt more comfortable with each outfit and even began enjoying his attention. On the final day before the report card, I wore a skirt that would ride up when I sat down and show off my thick thighs. It was very daring and it made my pussy wet with excitement. That night, I celebrated the success of my approach by giving myself a great session with my vibrator.
I was happy when I got a call from his mother thanking me for my good work and telling me that I would be getting a raise. Life was good and I was confident that Nick would continue doing great for the rest of the semester.
I toned down the approach and it didn’t affect Nick’s grades at first but that only lasted for so long. His grades took a nosedive towards the end of the semester, and I feared that all the good work would be thrown away if he failed the final exams.
I returned to the nice outfits but they were of no use. I tried getting him and my son to study together in a fun way but it also didn’t work. Nick was just not interested and he just looked depressed all the time. I found out from my son that Nick’s crush had turned him down, and I knew that I had a huge problem in my hands.
I couldn’t get fired by his parents and have my name be no good to all the other parents. A tutor that can’t even help a high school student pass his classes is absolutely no good even if it was the student’s fault. It was true but I could not get fired and go around blaming it on Nick.
The day before the exams I told him, “Nick, this is it for the semester. Let’s just have a great study session and destroy those final exams. “C’mon, I’ll make it fun.”
“How so?” he asked.
I took a deep breath and whispered into his ear, “I’ll give you a great oral lesson.” I was not only desperate but also extremely horny. Nick was good looking and this would definitely be enjoyable for the two of us.