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"I want you to know that you can talk about anything with me... don't be shy..say want your thinking. nothing ever leaves me....never."

He paused for a few moments and I listened to the sound of his thick breath on the phone. I could tell he knew I was nervous.

"Have you ever been with an older man before?"

"No...."

"Come on you can tell me, have u had a relationship with an older man before.....be honest... I'm okay with what ever you say."

"Thank you for being so kind. But no, I've only dated one guy and he was my age. I've always found them cute i guess though."

"Well thats good for me. I'm glad you liked my picture, I'm sorry if it was a little indecent."

"To be honest I liked it. It was much bigger than my ex's, and it turned me on so much."

"It sounds like you have a bit of a dirty streak in you Emma, is that true?"

I couldn't really respond, I opened my mouth and all that would come out was a soft moan.

"Would it be ok with you Emma if I took out my cock and played with it a little?"

I could hear him unzip his pants. After a few moments his breathing got heavy.

"So Emma, I'm looking at your profile picture here... and i have to tell you how sexy I think you are. I keep looking at your tight little body and those thin little lips. Do you think you'd ever actually meet up with me?"

I didn't know what to say. I knew nothing about this guy. In reality I had only seen one picture of his dick. He could (and probably is) some psycho.

"Hello...? Emma?"

"Well maybe, but I don't even know your name, I've never even seen your picture."

"Well my name is James. Let me email you a face pic"

A few moments later I had a new email in my mailbox. I opened it and my jaw dropped. It was Mr.Stevenson my high school PE coach.

II.

"Emma... Emma?"

I didn't know what to say. I recognized him right away but for some reason he seemed not to recognize me. I thought about it and supposed I had only had him for a couple of months during my sophomore year and the pic was pretty blurry. It didn't seem too likely though that he'd remembered me, but I certainly remembered him. He was 6'2, overweight, and had a great big white mustache. I never found him sexually attractive, and thinking about him sexually kinda grossed me out.

"Emma, are you there?" I could still hear him stroking his cock on the phone.

"Umm... yes, Mr. Stevenson"

"Mr. Stevenson?" He laughed. "When did we get so formal?"

I contemplated not telling him who I was. The reality was, I wasn't really sexually attracted to him at all. The more I thought about it, the more I kinda wanted to get out of the whole thing altogether. It seemed like just telling him the truth would be the fastest way to end it all.

"When i was your student."

"My student? Oh Shit, I'm sorry Emma. This must be very uncomfortable for you. I've had so many students and I can't remember all of them right away."

"Its ok Mr. Stevenson, I understand that its just a misunderstanding."

There was silence. I was extremely awkward. The silence lasted for what seemed like forever. All I could do was search for the right words... for any words... but none came. All I wanted to do was hang up the phone. I heard his breathing again getting heavier. Slow soft breaths became deeper and muted. Each one seemed a little louder the one before it. and regular.

"Mr. Stevenson, are you still masturbating?!?"

"Emma... uh.... its just that I got so turned on.... I...ssshould probably go." He hung up the phone.

I sat there, feeling awkward.

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