A Gift From His Father Ch. 05

When John finally released his seed, Tammy screamed again and passed out.

John smiled at the unconscious Tammy as he slowly withdrew his length from her he was just beginning to soften and thought about another round until he remembered that Tammy was only on her lunch break and although he wasn't concerned with her getting into trouble, for he could easily repair that. He wanted her to do some quiet research for him, so discretion would be important.

Tammy was beginning to come around, she moaned and then felt this great emptiness and almost panicked, until she saw John fully clothed and looking down at her. She wasn't ready to let him go yet but was quickly on her feet.

"Hey lover, you're not going to go so soon are you," she asked already knowing the answer but hoping for a chance to change his mind.

"I am sorry Tammy, but I have a few more errands to deal with, besides your lunch break is just about over and I wouldn't want you to lose your job," he reasoned.

"Who cares? It isn't much of a job anyway. Let'em fire me, "she spat as she recalled all too vividly how they treated her when she was fat and unattractive.

"No, John corrected her. I need you there, but perhaps it is time for a promotion," he mused. "Yes that would give you the type of access that you'll need to do a little research for me." John watched her as she suddenly became more enthusiastic about returning to work. He walked over to her and gave her a deep kiss that took her breath away. "Why don't you go get cleaned up and get back to the bank," he said and pointing to the coffee table where a doggie bag from the hotel's four star restaurant just materialized. "I got you a little snack, and it may help to stem the gossip that will surely follow once you return."

Tammy was taken back, she knew that she had lost consciousness while in the grips of her passion, but didn't think she was out long enough to for John to run down to the restaurant and return with her snack. John pushed a little on her mind and she shrugged it off.

"What do you need me to do for you," she asked as she walked the few steps to the bathroom. Grabbing a few tissues to wipe away their combined juices as they began dripping down her leg, she wished she had time to shower; she steadied herself as she opened her pussy lips in hopes of catching the dripping juices. John hadn't considered her thoughts and instantly refreshed and cleansed her body. He pushed her to remember trying to get John to join her in the shower. She padded across the room jiggling and swaying as she retrieved a clean pair of panties from her purse. She pulled them on and commented on how reinvigorating that shower had been. John watched as dressed, realizing that it was quickly becoming one of his favorite pastimes. Checking her hair and makeup, Tammy was ready to head back to the bank. She slinked up to John and left her deep red lip gloss on his eager lips and left with detailed instructions on the research that he needed. He told her that he would be calling Mr. Adams and that she should expect her promotion the next day. As they waited for the elevator to reach the lobby, Tammy realized that John wasn't going to be available to her very often, but that when they got together it would be enough to sustain her for a very long time. As the doors opened they John allowed Tammy to leave first, he watched with great pleasure her lovely ass swish from side to side as she walked through the lobby and out the door.

John walked through the lobby and into the mall, looking for the boutique where Tammy had made her special arrangements. It didn't take him long to find it. He walked inside as the door chimed, no one seemed to be in the store then he heard someone call from the back that they would be right there. John wandered through the store looking at the various displays and assortment of merchandise. He heard someone approaching and turned to see a petite blonde rushing to greet him.

"Hello, can I help you," she asked looking a little disheveled as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"I am not interrupting anything am I," he asked.

"No, just taking care of a couple of demanding customers in the back," she volunteered, saying a little more than she had intended.

"Sounds like business is good," he asked noticing that her blouse was on backwards and inside out. "I won't keep you, I just wanted to meet you, I assume you are the owner."

"Yes, forgive me for not introducing myself; Cindy Ashe, owner, manager, clerk and everything else," wiped her hand on her skirt and extended it.

"Well, Cindy. You may need to find some help; my friends and I will be sending a few more customers your way, so you may want to stock up."

"Hello....we need some help back here," a woman's impatient voice echoed through the store from the rear.

"I am sorry," she said. "Customers, but that's great news, send them by. Who should I thank for the new business," she asked as she began moving to the rear of the store and to her clients.

"Not important, happy to be able to help," John said as he waved good-bye and left the store. As he traversed back through the busy mall, he chuckled to himself.

Cindy went back to one of the large dressing rooms where Elizabeth sat naked while Penny worked her tongue in and out of the juicy pussy before her.

"Well, "Elizabeth said a bit annoyed, "I believe you were measuring my breast, oh and you can remove your clothes again."

Falling once again under the hypnotic spell Cindy peeled her clothing off and resumed measuring Elizabeth's breast using her tongue as a measuring device and her hands to judge their cup size. Cindy bit lightly on her left nipple and pulled slightly, eliciting a soft moan from Elizabeth which added to her delight. Penny was doing a marvelous job with her tongue and Elizabeth was beginning to feel as if she would cross the threshold of her passion if they weren't interrupted again. With that thought she told Penny to go lock the front door and put up the "out to lunch sign". Without emotion, Penny immediately pulled away and sauntered to the front of the store, she saw the busy shoppers moving about the mall as she reached the door. Effortlessly, she locked it and turned the "Open" sign over and adjusting the tiny clock hands to indicate that they would be back in 60 minutes. Pivoting on her bare feet she walked back to the rear of the store her bronze naked ass jiggling as she went.

John arrived at his old high school during the lunch break, students were moving about the school grounds in groups of twos and threes laughing, playing and doing what you would expect to find going on at a high school campus this time of year. He had altered his clothes to Dockers and a polo shirt, loafers with no socks and pair of Ray Ban Aviators. He grew a day's worth of stubble to give him that unshaven look that lots of the guys were wearing to look cool and walked into the main office.

"John Smith, well I didn't expect to see you here this soon. How are you doing? Couldn't stay away, you must miss the place, huh," Principal McBroom extended his beef arm and captured John in a playful shoulder hug. McBroom was a former college linebacker for the USC Trojans, he was headed for the pros if not for blowing out his knee in the Rose Bowl his senior year. Fortunately, he had taken his education seriously and over the years had continued his education. After all these years he remained fit even after giving up on ever rehabilitating his knee, it still gave him great pain and caused him to favor his right leg at times giving him a noticeable limp.

"Hey, Mr. McBroom," John replied as the large black man crushed him into the side of his muscular body as was his custom. Normally John would have flinched in pain, but John absorbed the playful crush as if it were nothing more than a slap on the back.

"Hey, you been working out, looks like you built up a few muscles," he said as he released him. "What can I do for you?"

"I'm here to see Mrs. Greene; she wants me to talk to her freshman class." John said.

"Wonderful idea, you'll be great," he replied as he wrote John a campus pass and nodded to the secretary, who logged it in to the register. "Is she expecting you?"

"I was supposed to call her back, but it was easier to just drop by," he said as he hurried to keep pace as they walked from the office down the long hall.

"Well, she may be in the teacher's lounge; she has a free period after lunch. It's just around the corner."

John was dwarfed as he walked with Mr. McBroom, they talked about school his plans and light stuff. John couldn't help but wonder what it was like to be as big as Mr. McBroom so he tapped into his thoughts, careful only to touch the surface. He was surprised to learn how much pain the man was in. Walking down the hall was excruciating, and McBroom didn't want to go through any more useless surgeries. He envied John and men his size, it was easy to buy clothing that fit, no problems getting into cars and booths at restaurants and not having to deal with the nightmare of air travel.

"Here we are, John. It was good to see you again," Mr. McBroom said as he took John's hand and consciously applied only the necessary amount of pressure.

John hand disappeared in McBroom's, "Thank you, sir," he replied releasing a healing bolt of energy through the hand shake.

McBroom looked at John curiously as the hand shake lasted a few seconds longer. He smiled and continued on his way, calling out to the occasional student on along the way.

John knocked once and then entered, still feeling more like a student than a guest. Mrs. Greene was seated in a comfortable old overstuffed chair grading papers while talking with another teacher whom John didn't know.

"John Smith, what a surprise," she said as she struggled slightly getting out of the old chair, "how good to see you. You didn't have to come all the way down here," meeting him halfway as he walked into the once forbidden sanctuary.

"Hello Mrs. Greene," he said and gave her a warm hug.

"Where are my manners," she said, "Jim Drake, this is one of my all-time favorite students, John Smith. He was a straight 'A' student and tutored in his free time. And John, Jim just transferred from San Francisco Unified and teaches chemistry."

"Good to meet you, Jim, welcome to Mountain View High," John said extending his hand.

"Thank you, John," Jim said standing and taking John's hand and looking at his watch. "I've got to go class starting soon, you know the drill, nice meeting you John. I'll catch you later, Amanda."

Jim hurried from the lounge and down the hall leaving the former student and teacher to alone.

"Amanda, I had forgotten that you had a first name, isn't that funny? How's Mr. Greene doing?" John asked as he realized that they were alone together for the first time. He had a crush on Mrs. Greene since his freshman year. She was a tall slender Jewish woman with short dishwater blonde hair and a fit physique from hours of playing tennis and aerobic exercising; she was wearing a conservative dress that did a great job of hiding her best features, John thought, remembering seeing her on the tennis courts three years ago. He couldn't resist the temptation to see her without her frumpy clothes and decided to do it slowly layer by layer.

"Mr. Greene is the same, still absorbed in the law," she said, "Still ignoring his husbandly duties." John heard her unspoken thoughts. She was lonely. He worked late and when he came home he was too tired to do anything but eat and sleep. And when she did get lucky he was good for three minutes tops.

Amanda of course was unaware that John was now looking at her in her camisole, panties and stockings. "I am sorry to hear that," he hesitated. "I came by to chat about talking to your class. Did you have any dates in mind?" He was beginning to feel himself becoming aroused.

"Well, John that really depends on your schedule," she said collecting her papers and pens, as the silk camisole faded exposing her small breast, erect nipples and revealing her tight abdominal muscles.

"To tell the truth, Amanda I would prefer if you could suggest a date and then I could work around it," John replied as he watched her black panties fade away exposing her hairy crotch and firm butt.

"Okay," she said opening her tablet and activating the calendar app, "how about Tuesday, September 25th, my second period class? Would you like me to send you an email reminder for your calendar, "she asked, her mind wandered and she began thinking about what it would be like to be with a young stud like John?

"That sounds good," John said as he watched her stand up straight and her pert little tits jiggling. "It's a date!"

"If only," she thought, smiling she asked, "Walk me to my classroom?"

"Sure," John replied giving him a chance to hold open the door and to get a better look at her great ass. Looking through her clothes, he was mesmerized at the way her long legs met and how he could see her sex through the gap between them. He was very aroused, now and wasn't quite sure how to handle it.

"She does have a free period, you could set up barriers that would provide you the necessary privacy," John heard his father's advice in his mind; he had forgotten that he was presence in the Ring of Power he wore.

"You've been so quiet, I had forgotten that you were there, "John replied in thought while considering the advice.

"Think of me as a guide," the voice said. "There will be times when I will contribute more, to aid your understanding and times when I will quietly observe and respond only if addressed, sounded like you were looking for advice."

"Here we are John," Amanda said as she opened the door and allowed John to enter.

"This isn't the same classroom that you had last year," John said.

"No, this one is nicer and closer to the teacher's lounge..." she explained giving John a chance to ask more questions about the barriers.

"So, I can simply will that no one can enter the classroom and not even try. Can I allow them to enter the room but find it empty? Not being able to see, hear or smell anything, can I do that too," John asked getting excited about all the possibilities this presented.

"Yes, if that is what you want to do, you'll have to remember about times passing. You don't want to your subjects to later not be able to account for loss minutes or hours."

"...so that's why I like this classroom," Amanda said enjoying the company of another adult who took an interest in her.

"Amanda, how much time do you have before your next class," John asked trying to gage if he had enough time.

"Well, fifth period just began a few minutes ago, so I would say about forty five minutes, why, what do you have in mind," she said shamelessly flirting with him.

"I want to tryout my presentation to your class and get your impressions," he lied as he gestured for her to take a seat. "Now close your eyes and listen only to the sound of my voice, okay. Are you comfortable?" She nodded. "Good. Amanda, I want you to do what I tell you to without hesitation, can you do that?"

"Yes," she answered slowly, completely in the deep trance that John induced.

John concentrated for a moment and then set up his barriers. No one would be able to open the door or even consider coming into the classroom until he let down his barriers. Furthermore, not thing would escape the room unless he allowed it, including sound and odors. He adjusted his vision and Amanda's clothing reappeared immediately. She sat patiently with her hands folded in her lap.

"Dad, let me know when I have five minutes remaining and then every minute until the last and count down the seconds," he said and his dad immediately acknowledged.

"Amanda, stand up, remove all your clothes and put them on the desk, and then have a seat again."

Without a bit of hesitation Amanda did as she was told. John thought that she looked even more beautiful, than when he was peaking at her through her clothing. She had dainty hands and feet, her nails were coated with a pretty pink polish that went perfectly with her skin tone. She was a beautiful woman, no wonder he was smitten with her as a young teen. He almost felt that he could get lost in her hazel eyes.

John probed her mind and saw that her greatest wish was for her husband to take an interest in her once again. Although he'd never admit it she knew he was having an affair. One side of her wanted to get even and the other wanted him back. That was the motivation for her maddening physical fitness routine. She had toned her body to a lean muscular shape while maintaining a soft feminine appearance. However, she was disappointed in that one area that John was learning most women were the most self-conscious, the size and shape of their breast. She had been considering surgery but wasn't convinced that would be enough to win back her man.

John had enough to formulate a solution.

"Amanda, please stand up, we're going to make a few adjustments."

She stood and looked at him with a soft smile on her face, he really didn't want to change a thing but this would help her to get her husband back. Her breasts were about a "B" cup but measured only 32 inches, so he began to enlarge them. John was fascinated watching as the flesh began to swell and fill out, it was exciting him. He resisted the temptation and stopped at 36 inches and increased her cup size to a "C". She played tennis and he didn't want to adversely impact her game. He firmed her back muscles and added strength to her abs to compensate for the new weight and added more sensitive to her nipples.

John had Amanda turn so that he could see his work; he looked at her ass and added a little more roundness to it before moving to her pubic area which was covered with a lush growth of hair. He frowned and removed all of hair, although he liked the look, he was thinking of what Mr. Greene would like and slowly added a little growth; he narrowed it and grew it out to a half inch leaving her with a tasteful landing strip.

"Please sit on our desk and spread your lips for me, Amanda," John asked.

Amanda moved slowly at first as she became accustom to her new breast, they wobbled and jiggled nicely as she hopped on the desk and used both hand to spread her pussy lips revealing her rapidly moistening sex. John moved in for a closer look. He enlarged her clitoris slightly and made in much more sensitive. Furthermore, he made her juices addictive to her husband. All he needed to do was to absorb it through his skin or to taste it and he couldn't go longer than a week without needing more. Lastly, John pierced her outer labia with a simple gold ring. He rubbed it and Amanda cooed loudly and he saw her juices began to flow.

"You may remove your hands," he said remembering that he had put her into a hypnotic trance.

Reclining on her elbows Amanda waited for John's next command. Suddenly, John thought about Amanda's clothing and didn't want to make the same mistake he made when he altered April's breast. So, he made all of her clothing alter to her new measurements.

He told her she would remember going to the spa and having a waxing and on a whim getting the piercing. She would know that her breast had grown, but attribute it to the lack of regular sex. She would seduce her husband at her first opportunity, but she wouldn't remember her increased sensitivity.

John asked his dad how he was doing on time and was happy to hear that he had about 20 minutes remaining.

"Amanda, we are about to fulfill one of you fantasies, having sex with a student, or in this case a former student, if you are ready we can begin with you helping me to undress, if not you may put your clothes back on."

Amanda hopped off the desk; John watched her breast swayed as she sauntered to him and drew his face to hers and kissed him deeply. As she broke the kiss, Amanda loosened his belt and quickly pulled his slacks and boxers down his legs. Finding his hard cock bobbing in front of her she wasted no time pulling it into her mouth and marveled at its size as she applied her oral skills. After a few minutes, aware that time was limited she pulled John with her as she bent over her desk and let him take her from behind. She eagerly met his thrusts and began moaning loudly. John reached around her and pulled on her hanging breast, capturing her nipples and causing Amanda to squeal at the new feelings. As John continued to thrust back and forth in her he tighten and strengthened her muscles and gave her increasing control and she immediately began using them milking him and causing him incredible pleasure. Finally, it all became too much and they both erupted simultaneously panting as fit they had just run a marathon. As John began to soften, Amanda used her newly strengthen muscles to drain him of the remaining juices before releasing him.