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Eighteen-year-old Madison hasn't paying as much attention as she should have been in her math class, and now she's facing the consequences:  her grade is slipping.  It isn't an emergency--not yet.  But she needs to bring that grade up quickly.  If her parents find out, she'll be in big trouble:  she'll find herself grounded until she reaches retirement age.  So she's been spending a lot of time studying with Mason. 
 
Just to make her life a little bit harder, Eric, the guy she's been dating, isn't working out for her.  It's been a few weeks since they started seeing each other, and he still hasn't made a move.  She's beginning to think that Eric is gay but hasn't figured it out yet.  Whatever, he just isn't meeting her needs--needs that only keep getting more insistent.
 
But Mason, her unsuspecting, studly. study buddy, is handy.  As luck would have it, he's in the same boat with his math.  He seems sympathetic; maybe he can give her what she's so desperate for.  After a little bit of not-so-subtle "encouragement," she can see--and feel--that he's definitely interested.  Her first attempt at seducing him ends alarmingly.  But she's horny.  And she's determined to study more than a little math with him.
 
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At least, working on our schoolwork was the initial plan. But we didn’t get quite as much calculus done as we’d planned.
 
We’d barely sat down at her desk when she gave me a worried look and asked, "Are you still okay with what we did?"
 
"Sure," I answered. "It was really good, and as long as you and I are the only ones who know, I think it’ll be fine. I’m fine about it. You?"
 
"I think I’m okay," she said. "It was good. And I’ve been really horny lately. Probably because…" She let it hang there.
 
"Because of how Eric’s been treating you?" I asked after a minute or so of continued silence.
 
"Yeah, probably that.  He’s a really nice guy, and I like him," she replied. "But he just doesn’t seem interested. And I need it. And I’ve been wondering if something’s wrong with me. That guys won’t be interested…"
 
"Nothing is wrong with you!" I said. "Believe me! Nothing! You are one hot girl! It was really good with you! Let me know next time you’re horny, and I’ll help you out again!"
 
She looked at me in silence for a bit, shaking her head slowly. Then she said, "Oh, Mase! I think I’d like that. You were really good, too. But we can’t.  Once was bad enough. We can’t. We just can’t!"
 
We gave each other doubtful looks as we prepared to work on our math. My eyes roved over her body. and I reached for her thigh.
 
"We can’t," she whispered.
 
"Yes," I answered, also whispering. "But I want to.”
 
Her eyes roved over my body. "Me, too," she replied. "I want to, too. But it’s too bad and too dangerous."
 
"I know," I said. I stroked her thigh. She closed her eyes at the touch, clearly enjoying it. My stroking continued as I added, "We’d better get to work."
 
"Yes." she agreed, "Work." She placed her hand on my thigh. A hummed moan issued from her lips.
 
I stroked. Another hummed moan followed, and she closed her eyes again. "We shouldn’t…" she said.
 
"No, we shouldn’t," I replied. I didn’t stop stroking her.
 
"It’s so wrong; we could get in so much trouble," she whispered.
 
"So wrong," I agreed.

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