Driving lessons

Rachel moved to brush his wondering hands away but Crivelli reminded her: “You have to be obedient my dear, that means complying with all the instructors requirements, that was the understanding.”

He smiled when she responded with a look of silent rage, and continued to allow his fingers to trace the outline of her left breast. Through the thin sheer semi-transparent expensive silk fabric, he found her nipple and took hold of the sensitive tip, gently rubber and playing with it between his fingers.

Rachel wanted to proceed with the lesson, but also realized that Crivelli was loosing precious time. An estimated 15 minutes had passed and he only had approximately 30 minutes left of test time. The more time he indulged himself in this sensual exploration , the less time he would have to complete the test, increasing her chances of finishing the test with at least her skirt and undergarment on. So she decided to stoke his ego and play his game.

She leaned forward, appearing to enjoy his touch, and arched her back. Crivelli was surprised: “My, what’s come over you, do you like this? I love to see the ice princess transformed into a molten heap of larva.” Needing no further encouragement he knelt in front of her and took hold of her other breast, massaging it. Rachel could feel the hardness between his legs as he buried his nose and mouth between her breasts while his fingers moved frantically over the rest of her body.

Crivelli was lost in his sexual fantasy as he nuzzled the warm soft fragrant cleft between Rachel’s bosoms. His mouth hungrily sort out a nipple through the silky fabric of her lacy bra. But he soon found that the bra, which had been a great turn-on, was fast becoming an irritating obstruction. With his nose still buried in her cleavage, his fingers fumbled for the hook to release the bra.

But Rachel laid a restraining hand on him. “That’s a no no Mr Instructor, I have to make a mistake in the test first.”

Crivelli finally realized he Rachel had conned him, he looked quickly at the watch, barely 25 minutes left and snarled. Fighting to regain his composure, he was determined not to be beaten at his own game; “Very well, you can proceed down the road and take the slipway into a one-way street.”

“A one way street? This should be easy” Rachel thought. But Crivelli added: “Oh, its starting to rain.”

Rachel immediately made the motion of turning on the windshield wipers. Crivelli was silent for a moment, and then smiled at her, : “There are at least two major safety procedures you skipped, you can think for awhile, but this will cost you your bra, mini and panties all at once”

Rachel was horrified, she quickly ran through the mental checklist and conceded: “Ok, maybe I should have slowed down, and I did not, but that’s only one oversight, you can have the mini and that’s all.”

Crivelli shook his head: “You missed out something else, any way failing to slow in itself is a major fault and will cost you two clothes items, so lets have your mini and your bra.” He stretched his open hands out eagerly waiting for her to hand over her clothing.

Rachel: “Ok, but you also have to tell me what I missed out, how do I know you are not just making it up?”

Crivelli: “Quit wasting time, lose the bra first and then the mini, before we talk. Or do you need me to help you….” He sniggered and started towards her.

Alarmed by his advance Rachel quickly unhooked her white silk bra and handed it to him. Crivelli brought the silky soft material to his nose and inhaled deeply; “Mmmm, so this is what you smell like, fresh roses and lilies.” His eyes widened when he saw her firm supple breasts, each crowned delicately with a nipple.

Rachel could almost feel his eyes roaming her upper body and gave an involuntary shudder. Crivelli flung the silky bra into the growing heap of clothing lying on the dirty office floor and greedily took hold of a breast in each hand. Freed of their lacy constraints they felt softer and warmer to the touch. He took hold of each nipple between his fingers again and proceeded to gently rub them again and again, smiling in glee as he felt them partially harden between his fingers.

Rachel suddenly felt breathless. She realized with a shock that inspite of her physical revulsion of Crivelli, she too had been unconsciously swept up by the make-believe game and the underlying sexual tension. Her skin felt moist and clammy and she could hear the rapid acceleration of her heart beat. An involuntary gasp almost escaped her lips as Crivelli suddenly bent over and hungrily took her left breast and nipple in his mouth, sucking noisily on it like it was an ice-cream cone, while he continued to twiddle her right nipple between the fingers of his other hand.

Composing herself, Rachel interrupted his suckling: “What about the second item I missed out, what was it, or were you just bluffing?”

As Crivelli his head from her left breast momentarily, a slimy trail of saliva dangled from his lips to her nipple. Crevilli husklily said: “Well are you sure you want me to tell you, cause if I do, that means you also lose your panties, think about it.”

He returned his focus, but now on her right breast and slowly covered the delicate soft skin around the nipple with warm wet kisses. His beard pricked and tickled the delicate area and he watched in fascination as goose bumps broke out on the sensitive skin. Again, he took hold of her now erect nipple in his mouth, covering it with warm wet saliva as he sucked and teased it to full erection, savoring the taste and texture of the soft skin in his mouth.

Rachel did not let his off: “You are bluffing, I did not miss anything else.”

Crivelli: “Your mini please” he said huskily, “we can discuss that after you hand it over, but I advise that in your own interest you do not pursue the matter.”

Standing up, she slipped out of her mini-skirt, feeling very vulnerable in her virtually naked state. Her petite slender body was now only covered by a small white lacy silk panty. She knew that the expensive material was designed to be as inconspicuous as possible clinging to her like a second skin so that it would not show through even the most body hugging skirt. But it also meant it barely covered her pubic area, following the contours of her vagina. So fine and sheer was the material that she knew Crivelli would notice the indentations on it as it molded itself to the sweet crack between her legs. Her worst fears were confirmed when she heard a sharp gasp from Crivelli. The perverted midget had his eyes wide open and glued to the area between her legs.

As his eyes took hold of Rachel’s near naked form, Crivelli could hardly contain his excitement. Eagerly he whispered: “Turn around and let’s have a good look at you.” From his experience, he knew that most women looked better with their clothes and make-up on to hide any flaws in their completely natural form. Only a rare 5% looked even better up close and naked. It was his lucky day as Rachel easily qualified in this rare top 5 percentile. Her ivory white skin was flawless and whiles she was not too tall, she was blessed with long slender arms and legs. As she turned around, he sank to his knees and allowed his eyes to slowly follow the supple contours of her bare legs, all the way until it joined with a small inviting opening that was barely visible through the sheer white silky garment.

Crivelli was in haven, on his knees he reached up to again savor the delicate curves of her breasts. But the unexplored new area between Rachel’s legs was too tantalizing. He could make out the small black patch of very fine pubic hair which was barely contained by the fabric. A single strand of hair escaped the tight lacy confines and beckoned seductively to him. Answering its call he moved his hands lower to unhook the silk garment.

Rachel: “No no, you know your own rules, tell me what I missed first before you can uncover me completely.”

Crivelli looked up: “And if I show you this is not a bluff, that you did miss another crucial safety procedure?”

Rachel: “Well that means I failed your test and we can terminate the lesson.” She conceded reluctantly.

Clasping and unclasping his hands impatiently, rage filled Crivelli, his eager fingers came within a hair’s breath making heavenly contact, separated only by a small thin material.

He knew he had an ace in the bag. Rachel had forgotten to also turn-on her headlights to improve visibility during a shower. The problem was that once he told her this, she would have failed the test (he would have removed the last article of her clothing)., and Crivelli did not want the test to end now, especially just when it was getting interesting. He needed time to search for a new solution, but he also wanted so badly to simply rip the flimsy silk material away.

As she was still standing up, he motioned for her to place her left feet on the office table. When she did not comply he said: “This is still within the rules, the panties stay on for now.” Reluctantly Rachel lifted her left feet onto the table. She knew this would give the perverted midget better access to explore the sensitive area between her legs, and it also stretched the already thin silk fabric, more tightly against her vagina.

For the moment he had to be contented with exploring the outlines of the delicate small crevice between her legs through this thin silky and annoying material. Gently, his fingers traced the dip in the fine fabric which marked the entrance to Rachel’s vagina, familiarizing them selves with its width, length and depth much like a blind man would examine a fine object of art. Not content to linger at the outer edges, Crivelli’s fingers found the area where the white silky material appeared to almost hug the inner entrance of Rachel’s vagina, and moved around that region in a circular motion to increase its outline and indentation. Locating the center region where the dip in the silky fabric was the greatest, Crivelli applied gentle pressure with index finger and gently encouraged a little more of the silky fabric to dip further into this nether region.