[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

I could understand what Adek meant when he said she was an assault on his senses; she wasn’t ugly or disgusting but something was off about her dressing. She didn’t wear anything revealing. In fact, I was glad she didn’t but the clothes that she wore had a distinctive smell of moth balls? It was really an attack on all the senses like what Adek had described. Needless to say, she was nowhere near how she looked in the profile pic. When she mentioned she was an accomplished English teacher, I had envisioned a shorter version of Otelli Edwards. One could only dream.

So what do I do now?

As I sat there watching her eat, I let my mind wonder to what Adek said to me about her and how he felt she wasn’t a fit for what he was looking for in a tutor. I racked my brains to think of a way to let he go – gently. At least, for once in a very long time, between Adek and I, there was something father and son could agree upon.

“Come! Try some!” Evon said cheerfully as she spoon-fed me another morsel of waffle. Adek had complained about her squeaky voice, which, personally I found quite ok. She had the type of voice you would associate with Saturday morning cartoons; cute, perky, friendly. I could just imagine her moaning in pleasure as I thrust myself into her; her throes of passion. I wondered, given her plump figure, would she have a tighter pussy? Perhaps if she were a bit slimmer and she changed her hairstyle a bit, she would have been more attractive? The clothes that she wore – aren’t shoulder pads outdated already? If she showed a bit more skin, I could perhaps better tell the size of her boobs. Maybe, if I got her to lose some some weight, I could get her to wear something more revealing?

Wait a minute? What am I doing here?

Am I “over-compensating” there? Am I trying to settle for something less? Have I become so desperate for sex and companionship that I was willing to lower my standards? I can’t help but wonder how the mighty have fallen? What have I been reduced to? I used to be able to fuck my young and nubile maid, maybe even carry her with one arm and throw her onto the bed but now I must contend with the Baby Elephant that was grazing in front of me. I had to get a grip of myself. I have to tell her she has to go. I took a deep breath. I had to choose my next words carefully. I need to maneuver myself out of this situation fast before I sink deeper into this quicksand.