This choice: Elsa understands that you are her tiny tutor, but not much else • Go Back...Chapter #5Recognised but Not Yet Safe by: bobob1   Fortunately for you, while her English was virtually non-existent, Elsa did understand enough to at least recognise your name and the word ‘tutor’, so she had recognised the introduction given by your sister for what it had been and nodded accordingly. Everything after that, however, had gone right over her head, and she was still confused as to how you could possibly be so tiny. She knew she should have tried to ask more questions of your sister, but it was intimidating being faced with a barrage of words she didn’t understand, and she’d been too shy to speak up. Still, that was no reason to be rude to her tiny guest. “God morgon herr. handledare.”
Though it took you a moment to translate, you were relieved to hear those words. ‘Handledare’ could be roughly translated as ‘supervisor’ or ‘tutor’ so it was clear that this beauty did understand who you were, even if perhaps she had not understood everything that your sister had said. “Um, ja. Jeg er din handledare.” A nagging voice in the back of your mind advised that you were mixing languages a bit there, but the shy nod you received in response suggesting that Elsa understood, and the even wider smile that blossomed on your face left you too stunned to think of anything but spending more time with this beautiful creature. “Skal vi komme i gang?”
What neither of you yet understood was the extent of the miscommunication that had occurred here. Elsa had not been able to read your advertisement in full, and had only had Cassandra translate the basic details, so in addition to being unaware of your squishy nature and the risks that came with it, she was totally oblivious to your intention to be a live-in tutor. Further, your ill-thought out responses brought on by nervousness had led her to believe that your Swedish was poor to non-existence, and while she could mostly understand the gist of something spoken in Norwegian she felt it would be better to keep your discussions to simple phrases only when not speaking in English, so as to increase her immersion in this new language, further weakening attempts to communicate.
The language barrier aside however, Elsa did have to admit that you were incredibly cute. Her shy nature meant that she would never say it out loud, but she did bite her lip slightly as she nodded to your proposal and began carrying you to her room, hands gentle folding around you to keep you safe as she climbed the stairs to the second floor. Held close to her stomach you were in no hurry to complain at the choice of seating as you gazed up at the substantial bosom bouncing above you with each step. It would undoubtedly have been a smarter idea to get a feel for the layout of the house, or ask as to your own accommodations, but the logical part of your brain was taking a vacation right now as you gazed up in wonder at this woman’s lovely curves, lost in a fog of your own desires.
By the time you came back to your senses you were being gently set down on a desk in what was obviously Elsa’s room, though if anyone asked you would be completely unable to say where this room was located in relation to the rest of the house or how you had even arrived here. With a small cough you smiled up at the snow-haired girl and tried to look professional, hoping she hadn’t noticed your earlier staring. That question appeared answered as you received a soft smile in return and were then presented with a wriggling booty as the Swedish girl turned and bent down to retrieve her textbooks from the bottom shelf of her bookcase, apparently utterly oblivious to the effect she was having on your mind as her butt shifted back and forth practically right in your face.
It seemed this girl was oblivious to her sexual appeal, or perhaps just had trouble seeing you as a real man around whom there was any need to be careful of such things. Either way, you thanked every god you could think of as you stared unabashedly at the tremendous rear that hung before you, the grey sweat pants pulled tight against the firm but supple-looking flesh. You’d seen butts up close like this before of course, but those were usually attached to your sister and mother, and were usually in the process of falling upon you when they got this close, so this was a new experience. It was probably fortunate that Elsa stood several inches from the edge of the table, or you may have been tempted to reach out and touch it, and even now a part of you was calculating the jump.
Fortunately you were saved the potential embarrassment of literally leaping onto your student’s rear as the Swedish woman finally retrieve her textbook and stood, sparing you a momentary glance only and completely missing the blush on your face as she set the books down beside you and this time lent over you to grab her pens and pencils from a high shelf above the desk. Now you were even closer to her chest then you had been on the chairs, and as the shadow of her bosom hung over you, you were quite sure you could jump up and touch them. You knew it was unprofessional as a tutor, but this obliviously sexy girl was making you feel things you had never felt before. Unknown desires bubbled up in your body and you couldn’t help but consider your closeness in age.
Dazed and distracted, you unthinkingly wandered closer to the edge of the desk, wanting to get just that little bit closer to this girl as your foot sought out its next step and met open air only.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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