Author's note: Now solidly in R territory. Thanks to all who have read and reviewed so far. Not to be too greedy or anything, It'd be great if folks told me what they liked, rather just "Write More". On to the story"

Z stopped laughing and looked down at her, his eyes darkening slightly. Josie realized that when she rolled over, the sheet slipped down to around her knees. She could tell that Z liked what he was seeing. She made no attempt to cover herself though, she enjoyed seeing his expression, it made her feel desirable instead of a student who needed additional help or an object of compassion.

She also liked the fact that Z's voice was slightly husky when he asked, "Are you ready for me to work on your front?"

She thought of him caressing her breasts as gently as he had stroked her back and her body almost hummed in anticipation. Earlier she had hoped that Z could help her unlock the mystery of sex and now she knew he would. "Yes, I'm ready for that," she said as she stretched out on her back across his legs.

Z poured out some lotion onto his hands and rubbed them together to warm it.

Josie closed her eyes as his hands moved toward her body. She was a bit surprised to feel his hands on her shoulders rather than her breasts. It did feel nice though as he stroked along her collarbones then back out along her sides to rejoin under her ribcage. She wriggled slightly in pleasure as he began to rub her belly.

Z gasped and her eyes flew open. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's a bit distracting when you move like that."

Josie realized he could probably feel her even through the pillow, and smiled. "You mean, like this?" she asked innocently as she wiggled again.

"Exactly like that. Behave or I won't be able to finish the massage." Z leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose.

Josie sighed dramatically. "If you insist." She closed her eyes and resolved not to move again as Z started massaging her stomach again.

Z continued his gentle massage, moving from her shoulders down to her stomach and along the top of her thighs, always skipping her breasts. While she enjoyed his attention, she wanted more. "Z, you missed a spot."

"Have I? Sorry about that." His hands moved to cup her slight breasts, lightly stroking the entire area before brushing against the sensitive tips. Nerve endings she always thought were nonexistent, or at least dormant, showed that they were finally operating according to specs. This was way different than the sometimes uncomfortable gropings of her past experiences. She shivered as her nipples hardened against his soft touch.

She forgot about not moving and arched up against his fingers. But Z didn't scold her this time. His fingers stroked her more firmly.

Somehow the nerve ending in breasts seemed to have a direct connection to the area between her thighs and she pressed them together as one of Z's fingers circled first one nipple before turning his attention to the other. His other hand caressed her stomach before going lower and stopping so his fingers just touching the soft curls between her thighs. Without even thinking about it she moved her thighs apart to allow him access.

Not neglecting her breasts, he used his other hand to lightly stroke over the curls and pressing just a bit harder to trace along the lips before exploring the most vulnerable area between. Again Z was patient, slowly guiding her into a new sensation. She arched her back against his hand, wanting more, and he pressed slightly harder. He varied his touch from a circular motion to long stroking, varying the speed and pressure until Josie cried out from the pleasure and a buildup of tension that only his touch could release . He continued that caress, softly encouraging her, "That's right, let it happen."

Suddenly, tension tightened her body and just as suddenly it released in a wave of pleasure and she collapsed against him. He moved his hand to lift cradle her limp body against him. He pressed a kiss against the side of her face and whispered, "Good girl". He rocked her gently as she rested her head against his shoulder and tried to catch her breath.

Finally, she raised her head. "Wow, so this was what I was missing."

He smiled and brushed her hair out of her eyes and said. "Some of it, yes." He paused to kiss her on the forehead before continuing, "Another difference between men and women is that while women may be slower to arouse, many of them are capable of multiple orgasms." His eyes sparkled like when they were about to start an exciting scientific project. "Shall we see if you are one of them?"